I see empty beer bottle corpses scattered around a ***** lobbie

While ciggarette butts twerk around these lonely bodies

If only there was a light that didn't come from a dead matchstick

Slumped over and burnt out

Because we turnt up

Then it turned out that we're made from plastic

Fantastic.

.the people toying with actors and those, playing with shadows; and there's no loss of nuance; and there's the grief nor: but there's the old h'america and nothing new; beside the queer and the nod(-ding).

there's no point
asking the "clock"
for a...
tick... or a... tock:
or tow and two...
and...
   the skid loner
and pawn...
  bridget and broke...
'cos' gravity
is sometimes:
via this somehow...
a new found
fun...
     loiter...
fridge and apple
peel;
         and
could there be...
something be
more ingenious
concerning
"anything"
iced... and cubed...
beside...
a flaming flamingo...
and...
beside...
   "things" beside
the cubed orc
re-breeding of Vater...
best bred fwed
& a loiter AK on silent.
y'as... my best
Moses trickle
enough friction:
sort of "do";
the pie-eerie:
and the leather...
quaz: giz...
the rest?!
for the interviewee...
bolt-job and skittle...
jackstrap cough: lobbie -
me my mirror...
and... the next biggest
******;

no smoothies
for smoochies:
because...
coal-mining,
target-audience...
skid-row
an­d the bone riddled
but otherwise
hollywood
confined dream-scape:
and toothless...
y'ah... harry loiter...

   and... the best loiter bet
is Ivan...
an acne and a strawberry
futurism pinch
new wave *****;
torso of the new tornado...
oh the best
of any and new or old...
h'america...

mid-"west"...
   give me cookies iowa!
super secular no new...
because: there's no new or old...
but the most basic...
sunrise / sunset...
flicked toward
no scrutiny spaghetti
brain accent oops.