little throttle, the impulsed danger of
your noose is slung my neck 'round
tighter firmly, the string is bound
hungry: i slobber at liquorice glove

tangy sweet, its dew, fragrant shoves
blue jeans through luscious seep
its serious caffeine on which unsleeps
i, sup at pink split cotton white as dove

feverish the kitten wet shudders love
shaken flutter, it's fur shortly cropped
exactly few my cheeks roughly slop
pressed hurting, skin flakes removed of

still i(andpressharderdo)my face eagerly trips

            their between open wanting

little throttle's impulsed dangerous hurter

Standing I wake
Impulsed i fire
You can’t stop the impulse
once the fuse is lit.
The cancer in your mind
Just consumed your thoughts.
feeling pain, ill take it all away
From you if only you’d give it to me.
Give it to me....
I’ll take it and ease your pain.

thrice the bell is talking bronze skin over the
courtyard young cells.

                 soporific

wagging skirts, the measured abstraction of laughing
blond hair. by wet scalps busting through the air
impulsed to dry halls unloud
whispered learning. droll and fleet, a mouth boorishly
pouting a bed of weak ideal knowledge
to lay, to prone, in its verbal belly a thrashing distaste

                      they're

                 so
bored

                                   gooutside
flat feeted lady's . the golden dead trees beckon
with gaunt branches failing drips

                       why am i?in this little box

oh the world
(smoothly electric)

which turns 'pon
a thread divisible

assumes such shapes magic
(hurling singly rotund)

to smash by impulsed fabric
with savagery so sublime

fists should
(uncurling)
turn from bruises


                                          into wine

when feels driven by some impulsed curing
of day into swift clumsy night i

am flung by silence

into the only mystery of love a spangle
tinly which ekes from splendor
slowly tumbling over end over
between the ******* of thing girls


           A finger of light

(cooing)i


                      a breath shake



                                       from



lips hotly tight in coiled something
furstroked and lurid with my lips
part (destroying)


and bruise into white

a fist of painful.      

                                    Uncurling

Greener grasses, next to overpasses
Culvusacs, with gardens lushushly captive
***** nails from working class, riches of a hopeless ***
Dedicated to so much, trying hard to keep in touch
Yet impulsed with tendencies to undercut
Moving fast, but in a rut

Striving on to better futures
Giving yourselves to bluer waters
Native humans, disguised as intruders
Sinking into sewage manure

Greener grasses, next to overpasses
Culvusacs, with gardens lushushly captive
***** nails from working class, riches of a hopeless ***
Dedicated to so much, trying hard to keep in touch
Yet impulsed with tendencies to undercut

Slamming doors & screaming cries, as we arise
Uncertain with feelings that we subside
Intentions from intuitions,  of our dislikes and false ambition

As long as i am as long as i live
As much as they care soon they will see Impulsed by the fear that shall never be         shown
I walk down the path getting up at each fall
Attached to the pleasure that has been offered as free
But high in debt for the hookers i have seen
With only the hope left that i may not drown but swim to the seaside where i shall begin to breathe