my flow is pyroclastic
drop sticks hotter than acid
got witches flirting with hexagonal wargames
im bored
jeans from the icu
got everything but a tattoo
occasionally
i even go to the loo
ny bin
la thin
montreal win
oui
sick and free
ill and diet
don't joke
i'd eat coke
and drink butterflies
if they served it in the
store on the corner

i do as a ritual
or sometimes
have lost a wedding ring
intended for Blanca
but
yo soy
enchanter

1
2
3
4
5
6

each is part of a knucklebone
a divination of entrails
and all games
eternally
are fated to decide
nothing

is caused by haloperidol
and we wonder
why wanderers
are told to contain
toxins in multitudes
strain
load-bearing
bones
of snapped
earths

we
cannot
hold the center
because there are 3 axes
and any frames of reverence
are references to the
404 types of unfreedom
each more cursed than the last

to know
to be
to
dobedoobedoo

thats comedic
for tragedy is only a farce
history & science only
unherstoric facts
slavery only the servitude invented to keep capital flowing
we
are not WD40
or cancer
but the bones of the air
the tides of the earth
and the oceans true spiral
is sand and mirth

to hate living things
in service of the dead
to love dead things
in service of death
these
are the ways i inversion
we corporalists
recognize there is life
in spareness meekness
honesty and lack of doubt

a
decisionary ant
a tree
is more powerful than the idea
that such a system still exists
or that there was never
defeat written into the bones of
**** sapiens
if he is not ecophenomenally
**** ludens
y
homophonic
ludidactic
predatory
of the prey
keep on praying
there is no dog
but savage teeth that
bite thy world in twine
entrained
in twain
we trust nothing
and own everything
there are already doubts about your insanity
creeping into our cages
we cannot be stopped
we remember nothing
and we are alive

Shuffle the cards
Lets play Maligas
Or perhaps
We are both already fated
To die
Death is certain
We know only this
But the cards are curtains
Of water falling
Reign in blood

Just try and hit me with
a car
a fist
or anything worse than
well
I have not been hit recently
Despite skateboarding through traffic
Maybe my tall white anger
is enough to stop
geology itself for one slow moment
Or satan is on my side
Or someone is watching me recklessly
Take on an inertial framer of the references
to all 3 azxisy
I cannot be stopped
from pretending
to be in a private universe
Publicly I may require some protection from
Hitting famously the one thing I have been trying to avoid
Selling Out
well
honesty & arrogances
I have been BOUGHT IN...

i am faster than you
information flows threw me
like rocks through the air towards
windows needing broken
i am the dog of singular
multilaritied distributed kingqueenships
of ***** not given
and dances received
i just go
wherever they tell me next
to be imprisoned
i break bars i ogle stars
and we are just here
WE WERE HARE
I am eel
there is cooks
lined up to aet me
lust is the middle name of how hungry for food
thirsty for water
and alive we are!!!