Young spiked headed lovers
Orange like silken hairs sprouting
On salmon eyes.
You can only die!

My ***! Walt Whitman & Ginsberg inc.
I didnt *******!
I didnt eye tea black boys
Tonite my ***! Yes da one
And ubiflated cabage cloud
Hipped out like blue
Trowsetes
Died acidiniated
Lying greenish like salmon
Pink milk
***** sweat pull
Blacked
With satin smooth fantasy
I rotted likeke pecked tomatoes.
******* and left acient in prune meat.
By pass products of crates bigger
Like patatoe famine
Off of grain
Feeding stock bull fabrics.
Letrexaxing condense
As is strangers mated publicly.

my mouth opened with like a catchers glove
and stopped a rat from running away home.
Nothing else was meant to be enjoyed more
then the vine i tossed away like a free walk.

soon twenty five more
as if years felt like a
rush to not fall down
those grey drips
who cancel words like
bare naked eye or pleasant
life.  Never get the chance.

Just the last twenty years alive god damit.  Luckily japan let Russia read.  
Some speed reading skinny girl conjoined with Mormonism.  
I never even had the pleasure to puddle jump across a Yakima sess pool.  Ah tater tots!  Ah  cheap i pod!  
Let me belive getting by has a latter upwards.  I'm dreaming!  She works window 4.  No hi.  No how's Johnny.  
It was only step rite up before you have the count down to blink.   Mrs.  I sat by   Ago I can't pronounce your husbands weird name.  Mr clean tell your son to mop floors with his head.
Someone needs to wet that cloax infestation.  Mr creep?  Have a women guard the bathroom next time you really ****.  I heard children playing.

Pre constricted all month trying to get out for once in my free while.  I just want to get drunk and text you my truth serum.  If I scowl all morning you understood why I wana choke a fool.  
I know you can't clown off last nite.  
Eye to eye we never left one another.  
I can't believe I did you rite when we split the World Series when I can't even remember no more.  I couldn't **** my doubt when I met you.

Gypsy faith swirled with wild lebonise tongues touch so close I can make fresh salt water swing into my palms and make orange sunsets fall apart melting and glazing and get close to what I should  have rubbed with my hands I don't know why I never only reached out from where I stood.  I'm close to every person belonging to me.  Not the bitter words slavery I am finally made and maked half the rainy dry baron saharras I distracted with horizon false bare assed view of giant ledggs outside bay glass window widdowers.  Don't count clean eye glasses.  Spect ovals smeared fingers like skyscrapers below unseen explosions of arts fartsy.  Come on expect bird **** people.  A clear window.  A bird cage cubicle.  As Baching  went pecking corn and keyboard.  Don't be a fat fake chicken.  Be a glossy fox.  Be marvelous.