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Anton 6d
moon nimbi squashing
shadowy cyan golf ball
meteoroid falls
Anton 6d
wished me
happy birthday
smoked my breath
out of blown-out candlewicks

and dumped
Anton 6d
orangy iodine skyline
patrols every snow print,
engine motorbike
in a pulsating stomach
is caught by night police.


spruce cults
bend sticky knees
to O Monarch of squirrels, gowks
and serum winds.
O huggo Cyborg,
a luggage of digital blocks in microchips seas,
fire blades and pitchforks
grew straight from handlands,
sanctify a manmade bone with magma,
shield a scarful skin with toneless bedrock.


IT shifted a nuclear pickaxe
out of its deep uranium orbits,
as moths by night lamps
vehicles circle by radio waves
I-T smokes factories and then vomits.

swerved and hung in the cyber net.
benzol streams ran from sharpened teeth
and saliva oceans attach wallow palettes
to underwatering lands - Atlantis.


find my parents under ruins
Anton Feb 9
straight guy
and [curved] guy

muscle body

norm girl
and [wicked] girl

*******

blue sky
and [gray] sky

yellow sunnie

clean water
and [*****] water

kitchen sink

white candy
and [black] candy

sugar free
Anton Feb 8
kisses thunders


left a timid glove
last morrow

no melon nectar
on my jaw

spring capillars
electrized my beer liver
with water and salt ponds


pepperoni oasis
hot as Egyptian deserts;
salami dices spin on mozarella highway

peppered ketchup

a bank of his French potions
and body horizont and hills disclosure

I seek for my Valentine's stranger

is he still a bee
still fly for my field flower
or to a yellow tulip?

we just disco dancers
park passers
hold-my-hand standers

pizza lunch
and then a breezy shower

streams
pour away his berry smell from my tips
Anton Feb 7
here's
          my

               blissed

                          tube

and

          diamond
                              elixir

                                           inside,
                         love.

it

    now

            belongs

                            to

                                    you,


but

         don't

                 spill  

                         or

                             kick

                        it,

it
      still
              can
                     heal
                               someone
                                             else's
                               wounds
                     and
                                scars.
Anton Feb 7
five clock beats left

to my life-quaking banket
martini toasts glut
cheers and stars in hazel eyes


prince in turkish tissue

paced for ratchet
dove in velvet gown
and bra strapped on cream lies

Valentine,

still pry me

I raft sinking

on a leather chair



Valentine,

bold to hack me

whip my island

by morrow sun rays





slow-mo discotheque

in unison we winging

violin key pours

on a dry note Fa



so blonde wig stranger

me ye gripping

I hold a twiggy arm

next to Valentine's card





swirling party bees

is a twilight Bible

Jehovah's lips nectar

with melon pulp



sip your сhin

a land of milk bubbles

smoothie bath

through raptus' house



***** ode



divan bedsheets

we bite



*

Valentine,

still bite me

I lost hatchet

on a leather chair



Valentine,

bold to touch me

leave a letter

by morrow sun rays




leaves shiver


dry roots



we kissed softly on Valentines'
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