There is nothing better than when your hand grasps my wrist like the beckoning tide to the swollen shore and you place my arm around your darling waistline.

The real time enterprise
Unkempt lullaby.
Summer palate
Blue. Solid.
Resting all the day long
Felt up, and nauseated.
Autumnal incantation
Worry prone emasculation

which person was I when that was written?
an appetite now batgirl'd
you haven't made the pilgrimage yet
and yet you're begging for its cessation
world crusher abandonment.
Africa sized.

bubble gum brain numb
and just three more kisses
teal pints for the ice joust
skin games for the fire proud
beasts of December
Loud.

Current as of late
Eulogized confederacy
Expunge and exude, you're halfway there.
The halfway dream, the imagination stampede.

Chamomile stasis, dot the I's
Date the wine bottles
Fir Green: come like you are now.

Get in bed with the frienemy
The curtain show invokes hubris
Endothermic and cunning.

Epicenter malaise
Encumbrance of my days
Cry baby, crying "cray" utterance

Tell me when you've had enough of this

Salt the vice flesh wound
Caramel pump your prediabetic vitals

Make me the boss of when to call it quits

Slip the knife in to feel incredible
Uppity old fiend
Consumate and scheme
A ragged representation
Reveal yourself offscreen
You ain't all what you used to be.

Dopamine disconnect
Reprint the picture
Surrealist architect
Initiate surrender

Exasperation noises
Temper your ticker rythym to a standard.
At a glance, washed ashore
Eyelids raccooned,
Marooned
On baby's bare brown thighs,
The cutest stomach.

Gray light afternoon peek your weary head through the window scatter piece visible lying like lions,
Forrest green
Forehead besos
Time, progress at a slower rate if you would.
Please and thank you.
I'd impart this final thought ad nauseaum.
And once the rain came
It fixed everything.