I did it
I helped her
get it

How did
you do it

I listened to Ministry
and licked goat ***
and made incantations
to Martha Plimpton
Queen of my ******
and thereby gained
unnatural powers
through
a demonic deviant
Fallen
among the fallen
Asmodeus
I think
The ability to
dematerialize and
materialize and
spirit
my ***** sinners
to murderous intent

What was it
What kind

The goat
Anatolian Black
I think

No
Male or Female

Does it matter
when youre licking
goat ***

This all true

Yes
it is
absolutely true
All goat ***
tastes the same
Jourgensen
will back me up
on that

It is
also possible
I just drove them

my Sisters
my Mothers
my Daughters
my Friends

It is
after all
the very least
I could have done

What lies
beyond the fog
of the deepest sleep
The void
vast
black
and
harmonic

armchair patriots
fair weather
brothers in arms
foxhole liberalists
will fight for your
freedom
but not if you ask
not if you really need
liberation
and
only if
the financials
square
and
the fiduciaries
concur
and
you know
the polls are
favorable

It's just a
matter of
clever simplicity
or
simple clevericity
said I to she
It's more a
question of
earnest felicity
and
abstract electricity
said she to me
though we both
could agree
*******
is
*******
however masked
implicitly

1.5 oz Bulleit Rye
0.5 oz Gallo Extra Dry Vermouth
0.25 oz Mezzetta Olive Juice
3 dashes Angostura Bitters
Stir with
3 cold Mezzetta Garlic Stuffed Olives
on a Frankie's swizzle

Drink this and remember me
It is the depth of my sorrow
The shallowness of my pain
The blood of my anger
My testament
Bear witness
to the sins of my father
Writ in the ugliness of me
Drink this and shudder
It is my undoing
The unraveling of light
A consummation of the dark

Drink this and remember me

suffocating and suffocated
under the weight
of my own failure
to recognize
that which
was
right
the
****
in front of me

great
life is great

the cold
reality
of a painted wall
usually just a blur
in the backvision
but sometimes
you look close
focus
see the chips
the old paint jobs
the smudges
the stains
and sundry
ad nauseam
shadowed light
texturing
the otherwise
inert
to show
fiery grotesque
demons
wings ablaze
or malicious eyes
watching
what those eyes
may have seen
may best
to have been
lost
to history
perhaps
the best
are
wonder which
are not
fights
drunken pleas
bad ***
sad ***
no ***
sleepless nights
certainly a lot of
ESPN
perhaps
perhaps this
is the
last place
I will ever
sleep