i slaked a thirst
i maked a first
i naked a burst
know what i mean
there is a tonic
for what i have
there is
for what you have
it's 8 dollars
for the
thought of it
nor the naught
of it
i'll


if you hadn't
knives
i'm here to help

find you're
your
missing
knives

cut you
i'll


do something
with something
sharpened

tho I'm dull
as a gust

scales fly off
dull in the gust

no longer
that

cold
ness

shrink away now
this arrow
never knows

I miss dial tone
it's sonorous
reassurance yes
the world is on

these bars
stepping up and down
when i close my eyes
lose their sooth

the waiting
hum of the world
would carry your
very vibration

down the line
you would own
miles of line
with your tone

there were some
they called
"long lines"
you could say "um"

it seemed
to cross time
and you
were tethered

my voice
driving one
miles long wave
rising and falling

across rivers and lands
to someone, me feeling
as if my own sound wave
could nibble on their ear

i don't get the ah
anymore from this
this connectionless
shredder of vibe

i have a flagship
full of your thoughts
sailing to

less ness

which constitutes
***** ***** *****
you

I have sound
left-ing and righting
itself

as if you're a whim
aura slim
sim sim sim

i always make you up
to argue with you
about me

I always wake you up
I have to convince you
to believe

you exist
when's so obvious
you don't

what are the feelings
of the made up
people

perhaps you can tell
us who made you
what what

I'd write you a good
poem
but I don't have
time
or I don't know
how
and now I have
two stop

i'm putting together
a professional audience
to review your reaction

'lectrosensing things here
to restore my barriers

i have leaves falling
in the spring
tho it isn't

smoke has been blown
on medical advice
up, up and away

I have tools
to use
on you

intentional ality
had you some
we'd be good

or gud
on my usual day
even guder

i'm backin' up
ready to pull
the lever

can you let this go
asks everything
in you

i have passed on
same same
gud

what empties here
runoff of your sorry
mind or is hat mine
to wear

did you follow me here
not knowing I am
trying to get lost

thinking corners
are like bats
swinging

trying to stay
lost from being
lost from being

I would have
a conversation
with you
if I could get past
(so many things)
chickenpoetspeaks

I would ping you
and listen
for the echo
to see if, indeed,
you are solid

then I willrunaway
and watch
from a safe distance

and accidentally
get closer
if you seem

you must seem
and in my 'verse
be so seen like on
and incapable

i am trying to avoid
being eaten
beaten
or chewed

do you have teeth
are they the kind
that bite
when no one sees

did i marry you
did i carry you
and put me down
then i will
of course i will
haven't i

when i lose
my mind
and my time
i'm happy
at this silence
and i drink
more
to make sure
i stay
down

i don't
have cuffs
for not wrists
twists
of lips
to say this
shifts

cooking down
a thickened
beef with life
to a single
cry

why have
i lost
my time
in my
mind

waits
and measures
thinlyness
to avoid
stuck alone

the
unavoidable
just not
like

so many that's
sorry
i died there
nicely tho