sink, sink
in lake, brain-eating amoebas await
enticing,
murky waters eat heartily

the titanic of unrequited love:
*remains, unexplored

Half-***, half-wit, half-empty, half-over, half-life.
I always come in halves,
holes

cigarette, puff-puff-pass to the wind in solitary solicitation on the balcony,
half-*** smile.
I should like to never rise again.

I think I sleep to die.

nothing more than
grains of bones and debris
on the ocean's grits bottom

watch the **** out—
heart murmur, erratic speech patterns. . .
and
blackbird
mourning, filthy?

*phoenix

each of these bruises its own galaxy
another candy bar will be named after

folds over, keels over in a midday faint, too scorching for compassionate glances. . .
on display in a crowded menagerie of folks
who don't give a **** if it lives or dies?

who just want it to disappear
and refrain from disrupting
their precious status quo?

their delicate REM patterns?

their brilliant stream of thought
about what they'll **** for dinner?

the porcelain bowl of control

             intermission

parking lot, door ajar
too many. . . too few

               encore

in the woods at dusk, snaking down throat
cackling at weakness

mastered volume—almost silent now
near perfection...Oscar-worthy exit
never wait more than three hours

*get it out get out  OUT

the dagger
to pierce my ******,
spoke in tongues

the Word:
                                                           ­   'We shall come rejoicing bringing in the sheaves!’