I'm degrading
into adjectives
I remember
being a noun
Then that soun'
and i flailed
to be present
and tense
stead
past imperfect  
past irregular
past so tense
I'm hence
forth dense
of want
jawn

ingest laughing

I had just written about
when I realized
the death coming at you
may be dissuaded
though not by
a tongue's lying
to itself over and

unclearly sworn
yet dashing
from smitten
to smite
a pretense
to light
and i'll take
anything not as dim
as 'e tonight

starting sloping
the sound
of my cries
to be more and
what do you
think does
the blood spilling
sound

eclectic I was going
for eclectic though
the sound of spilling
blood splishy splashy
warm and gushy
maybe mushy
4u

sorry too much 2 far
no one likes 2b fished 4
with brazen hooks
and need I know
i know hooked flesh
waiting in darkness
to be released

thinking lines like
these want to be
"just like the wind
said she would"
cut loose
and running
out of the light
I'd say burns
sounds cool

I have fried chicken coming
and then these things
and then these things
say it with me
these things
hap
hap
n
reductionist has
too many letters
sublime has that
onerous bluh
i know you agree
disagreeable know
a catechism undone
and saints abandon
are won against nods
of I project knowing
sowing not **-ing
syllables of see-me
give me a break

You've not found this
or you wouldn't still
be seeking poetry
for oil
Yes, in that place you'd
look, if and if and if
oh you'd look
for ill
You'd look and you will
need a temp
a hot ness to feel
along long the way
pressing
On as if as if you and I
abscond with a handful
of time and space
not ours
draining

this is time
bleeding out
i've a certificate
of please continue
i resist all of your
entreaties to abjure
some or any
tomorrow
row row row
some any boat
and if i could be
dry any dry and
warm and dry
any warm any dry
i would be high so
high just to be
not so thirsty

on a hot
cat
hot tin
on hot tin
cat on a
hot hot hot
tin roof
hot
cat
so so hot
at i taut
i taut i'
waz
a puddy
hot cat