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we've got that devil

******* in the office

taking turns with it

i caught the devil
and cooked him
and i ate him...

with my dead friends
and dead family

decomposing roses
rose between my toes
and closing in on me
imposing on me
til i have chosen
the choice to flee

and the flowers
burst into bodies that flower

came all over
your broken heart.

killed you.

and ate you.

my body is a map
for where im going nowhere

my fingerprints are a lie

i have resigned
from having those
fingers are forever

crawling across my brain


the lovemakers
make love and die
holding on to nothing
but beautiful

invisible pianos wilt and mourn

a venus fly trap
is a cocoon
im dreaming

words have no soul
but they speak to me

the train trudges by
without meaning
speaking of its street art
in a digital tongue

if notes deteriorate
inside you're stomache

several dozen leaves fall
all at the same time
around me
on the
ground
and there
is no wind

its abscission.

if you try your very best to lose
youll eventually win.
parking somewhere
after driving nowhere.

iremember being in a tree
At the park in my neighborhood
Watching two clowns
Smoking cigarettes
A man and a woman together

And we all watched their Macaw walk on the dead bush branch

When you're ****** out of your mind and you're laying in a tree, watching this, about 15 or so, you talk about it when youre 30 or so.

i said something
so loving about you
so long ago i guess

by the time they came
marching back around

carrying the news

they were greyed
and had forgotten
what it was
they were sent out
to replace

and we were left
mumbling
i assume

everything is a
lack of genius
around my neck

You got a color TV a VCR and a VHS of none other than Groundhog Day... your kid died that night and your wife lost you in the process fighting your cathodes as your life and your gumption drool out of your skin and into the chair that you're sitting in... as you watch and wonder of all the different days that you could have had if you had bought the movie the night before... you sit there watching nothing every night through eyes that belong to no one

we are the same person
and i agree

said we

walkin down the train tracks
Against the train
and walkin my pet
Plastic bag

the universe is this
big dumb hunk of metal

a busted RV
on the side
of a freeway

in the middle of nowhere

with all this **** speeding by

and no one can see it
because we live in the flat screen
hanging on its
livingroom wall
next to the pictures you stole
in their frames
from the megastore
while looking suspiciously alone.

i wake up from dreaming you saying
ill love you tomorrow
and everyday after that

i wake up and wonder
what you're dreaming

i break out of me and go out of sight
its all echos of dead horses

you are the grass on the hillside
where i lie

apache colors lift off a lizards back
and come down to dress me

they fold my eyes closed and im
put away for awhile
into the earth

i grow there like a seed under you

lifes absentia passed me by.

i love you in my heart
in a way that is ancient.

a tongue that's so old
you can't taste it.

a moment's replacement.

everyone lost power
we all died

it is no longer still and poetic.
it is now a bunch of
unrelated things,
and i am one of those things.

a spider
stuck in its web with its fly
watching its legs go by.

every bodies broken
yea nobody works
Like giving up a paycheck
stedda giving up your shirt.
Happiness is broken hands just chokin out the hurt.
Well more like life is such a tease who cheats til death is just a flirt.
Well I know I'm a nice guy
who's really such a ****.
I saw that light casts its own shadow so it has a place to lurk.
worms are treats for creatures but they're life inside the dirt
the same dirt our lovers bodies become when they meet their worst.
Your body is a vessel carried round inside a hearse.
The road in the cemetery can't be rode in reverse.
Like life makin little eggs or was it chickens who were first
we cluck and **** and find no answers but have knowledge of a thirst.
we do doing poorly so well that it must've been rehersed.
I'd rather see a play where we're all getting reimbursed.
the endings always happy cuz we're happy being cursed
We'd probably take that money buy unhappiness or something worse.
Ok.

i lost my mind in the fire
going back in to find it
i found it
it was under the bed somehow
medium-rare
and delicious.

ive been resurrected
by an ungodly force
once again.

what do they want from me?

crack my heart open
cook the yolk
on your burning hot body

ill take you raw

one day ill find a war worth waging
and a battle worth bleeding for.
until then its just an aimless war.

ive never actually left my chair
except for when i died
and got lost on the Penrose stairs.

there is a perfect semblence
between the forest and the trees
when you see the world
as the world would see it.

the beauty comes
from the quivering pulse
that is the battle
between desire
and restraint.

this is where the walls crumble
and send shockwaves
through the earth
and up your legs
and into your soul.

and im happy to be
your enemy.

all the satellites in the sky
are held by strings.

and i can't see them.
they're lost to me.

everything, is lost to me.

and this is what attracts me.

you can see it.
and you can taste it.
but you don't know who you are
while you are doing it.

it is the
invisible mass
passing through you.

Goodbye George Michael.
We almost had the same name.
You tried to die
but you failed
so you died inside.
...and now your dead
-the eand.

when the moon shows its ugly face
i know just who i am;
a lychanthrope of a man.

i can not run.
if i run
i drown in the pool
of my own shadow.

beggars come from hell
to befriend me.
to **** the marrow from my shell.

the cave-dwelling spider
is my master.
it gains its grip
on the insect that is
my soul.

what a ***** little insect.

the sun and the moon
both need to sleep
and sometimes they sleep together.
the sun and the moon
go down on each other.
an orbital child is among us.

no two people kiss the same.
they only kiss
the way they kiss
when they kiss each other.

there is nothing
that reminds me of everything
more than nothing

an infinite distance winked at me
and i skull-****** it instantly.

if i had liquid skin
id be drowning in
what im already drowning in.

i wander into the bathroom
and flush myself down the toilette.
i walk out
and i am flushed.

nothing has changed
it is a room still for rent.

my minds always crooked
my spoons always bent.

an inhale is a thing so massive
you can not grab it in your head.
a venus-fly-trap
is the crack laughing
from your skull.
busy as bees
trying to meet its needs.
anything that you think,

it ***** itself;

you swallow the stink..

there is no water well enough
you're willing to drink,
you die instead.

you boil on the road
looking to walk
to the place you meet you
when you live nowhere to go.

given a prison
a hell that you sell
is the silence that saves you from
the inside of your soul.

you imagine a life so loud
it screams on through the path of
your life,
tearing the landscape from
black to alright
and, well, black was much better
cuz death was the light.

dances between the dimensions.
like stepping into a pool,
she is immersed
to every crevice
of her body.

she can drink it down
into her ******
it resonates in its chamber
she feels like a phonograph
skreaming and shaking
then laughing
then more.

peel the light off of our bodies.
hang it to make a tent.
a tent to live and die inside of.

life is a river.
at the end of the river
is a baby.

the criminals
the crazies;

we love the hardest.

just remember:

i feel more like i do now
than i did when i got here.

if the sound of your life
lives between my lips
then how will i starve?

im sort of just lingering
in my own mind right now.
i think about
calling the phone
and bakeracting myself
to the bathroom.
its a small apartment.
i have nowhere else to go.

if my front yard
is a street
then im a car farmer.

i found my way in somehow.
let me out.

it is because
my life is so large
but my eyes are so small
sending signals to an even tinier mind.

it is the intelligence between atoms.

it is something.

i think it is
a cause to find.

it is because
my life is so large
but my eyes are so small
sending signals to an even tinier mind.

it is the intelligence between atoms.

it is something.

i think it is
a cause to find.

it is because
my life is so large
but my eyes are so small
sending signals to an even tinier mind.

it is the intelligence between atoms.

it is something.

i think it is
a cause to find.

i havent used my brain in a while.
but i still wear a frown upsidedown.

the dead crying baby's
in your head, crying baby.