While in a fit of cabin fever, where boredom becomes a playful plank to do front flips into water

Boredom, an omnipresent easy button, a surrender, go ahead, you are tired of feeling fit and timing ironic, prompting an acknowledgement is manipulative

Go ahead and choke on the chalky foggy chlorine chronic tonic. Jump. Go ahead and press away your luck

Unreal conspiracies detach and reatach around the pinched fingers for woven daily routine.

always coffee, but also no lights, no fire

How can one love it because it’s key is flat? It’s procrastinated? The walls are so white.

Boredom doing tricks with planks, underneath a sunny waterfall.

Jump, press.

angelic rain sniffles insane

dought, no more oof and stiff legs

ek, the moonography

hurdling in spires


ranging and roving

of course, but yes

franticlackld fruit fenzu or lor llifted,
lamenanyed, lettered


sweet, sweet nectar, pumbs, and grapes night

horses and trains

HRMMM ROOF

weep me weep me

rationed out the last of my cash

for cigarettes and ICE CREAM

fully aware that

sleeping more and more

as the daylights go on

the forces are so tempting

with the split ends in my own mind

wishing to have answers that

turn and ***** out truffles, binding

my own egotistical lot to a mirror that suffers phrases

the echoes and to do lists never made it

maybe if a pinkie was slipped inside it's eyelid

it would make sense to some disco jockey,

sit back and smoke a cigar at the end of quarantine

twenties slowly passing

time to understand that the days mostly pass the same

and sure, sure SURE that is okay

and healing as ice cream

If only I could play

in cigarette dish cans and flick wands

somewhere in this brain stew there may be a purpose to latch onto

but for now, the days are divided by cups of coffee

laying eggs in the bed and more on the kitchen table

hatching comedic comic strips that fall on dim laughter

A few frames a second

Chocolate chip cookies

search history

launched upon a cloud request, yes;  sure and assured

invested in the luxuryworth highway

as the cable tv is humming it's extremities

whichhavent's that dance for freedom

grabbing cloud,

idiot chance that revolts of unmistaken reverence

held at the polls for a nighttime of disco dance

just to find out the news at the local bar

interrupted and disinterested

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a painter holds his thumb up to the chin

beause dimples are so pretty

the lips say however they smile

and the smile lies, eyebrows lie

the lines are between untruth

as a polite girlfriend lies about intentions.

Ah she is frosty as mints,

tough as rubber, a bath

Sean Patrick Armstrong Mar 27
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Self banished down crusty cave

reaching for the undenyable

Bridged hoping as a wounded defender,

The left arm naked, convexd

while the right is sunken casually,

eventually, patiently falling apart

haven't the strength of mind to argue otherwise

the lighted buddhist mask reveals itself, solidarity, or double false

only mindful as a shipwrecked beach ***

a stick in the sand and thankful for fruit flies

perhaps the ultimate bite has been taken, and for the use of stapled source it rejuvinates gradually, crystal liquid, gumball machine

like its underbelly is welcome, alwalys flipping like a lightswitch for kicks

a hot *** of water

or flix in a camera

perminantly borded to the take-out reason quiz

or constantly switching between dinner, lunch, and breakfast

anyways, misunderstood

as a leafing nightstand bible

YeH it does
Did,
hit,
miss
couldv lovd u so much it made me sick

and that's a punk rocker's shoelace melody

for a mohawk or mullet

raised to the perfect level that is tanked

borrowed from so many jokes on cable

how could so many jokes seed a new adaptation

pinching the dirt to figure out who borrowed from what


an idea as a copywrite?  it's filed under status M and P

the fruit flies busy with artifiial jelly, smacking their leather teeth
growing exponetially

the punk rock idiots are not idiots

the west end girls

save your quill, and a heartache and another silly beat


meme after meme after meme

the font has been specified, the origin, where did it begin?

but the ******* will forever give in

to laminous, oh holy dreadful hell, it's under the crease of the carpet and refrigertor!

it's slammed in the fireplace

envalopes

_stairwells

Beer and wine

***** and ***

tequila round the bend

don't plan on hurting anyone

the streets looking for the boots, the feet

hey your face!  angel of gothic trance of the evening, where you headed?

do a disco two way and then blow a kiss to the lamp post

thirsty as can be, a few twenties at the side

chewing cinnamon gum, wals-a-do a top the cobblestone end of march

seeded in ***** **** tight-witted noisy blasphemous youth

edited two times so professor lets a quick C, won't argue the bill

the congressman, green stamp

switch to the left, with a marker pen

tag the newstand, Who made who?  check it,

chuck an empty bottle down the alleyway

ha-ha!  OH alive is this mind!  Lifted to the stars!  

wrap arms around the holsterd moon, from huntington beach up to long beach, through downtown where the staring eyes meet the hemp

roam and reel and Holy!  you have NECTAR!

beer and wine,

***** and ***

a drop of tequila

couldn't hurt anyone