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Lucas Jun 2019
everybody is big...
and demure;
curtailed by saturation
and demand.

a quilt warms the vitals
and oatmeal manufactures bulk;
we are made of metal, mineral,
and an unsure sense of stability
known as wishful thinking.

homily of oxidation
elucidate our greatest trust:
mycelium, neurology;
we are again,
and again.
Lucas May 2019
oil spilled crucifixion
the prerequisite to ablution
is dirt and sweat
and swearing and ignorance

i am no prognosticator
i am no steel or precious metal
i am no full part in a full machine

o fulcrum in furious preordained
stability
o fulcrum as pixel
i pray for similar foundation
i am no fanatic
no severed-arm mystic

o fulcrum
in the morning
i book keep
at night i dream
o fulcrum of instantiation
i pray for integrity

make me solid once more
Lucas Apr 2019
bleak rot
traces static cube rim glasses
and chases the quota
of the sum
of the total
of the whole
into a long and tall and capital I.

I am red of ear, slink of wrist,
and marrow;
fuming like a full tread insect.

slanderous geology
as tongue speckling glory
is ****** and lowly
on the cowgirl trail
showing it's back
as it's best
and trading weekdays
for poor metals.

fibrous, numinous
radiology. sulking and wading.
tributary becomes runnel
becomes mighty becomes cash
becomes pulpit, or pulp.
Lucas Mar 2019
hollow Rd. ---parallel to sunbeams
and tall flowers.

dreams about lazy statements
seen like tracers filling the gap of eye and ear. lazybones, glue like marrow stapling body to bedcover; I eat.
(lighter?)

blue brick yellow. firebox baby. 'Darlin' yur a honeycomb.'

Windowbird. I eat.

Higher. (lighter?)
Lucas Mar 2019
i don't want anything.
i don't want spring
or growth or nastiness
or u.
ambiguous u, coconut oil on type 1
printer paper,
zen space, cubist u.
i don't want root vegetables
or fine granolas or early dew-grass.
i don't want u.
Lucas Jan 2019
Open attachment
to underachievement,
fulcrum on top,
it is no use,
it is no good.

diaphanous you,
leading up the path;
I am not the honeybee.
Lucas Jan 2019
Polaroid sunshine;
I'm a pyramid scheme
people want to watch
drop dead
in a bowl of soup.
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