The lottery opens for the elderly. A line of i.o.u's, cleaning lessons and instructions. The diagnostics and tattoos. Hidden for now. Same to you. Pleasantries. Very fond of the pulp. Seperated. Outside the glass. Hello. Her voice buzzes. My rusp confirmed. I belong. To the night of outside steps. Crystal vials. One sand. One liquor. One teardrop. Pendants for torn down. Furniture. To observe. Chastise classic chimera.

The south african student. Abroad in the states. A holiday of quotas. This moment, falling into the pools of whole ethics. Difference in bothers. Perception of the receptionist.

I know there is a scar here. The light weeps. From the corner of my eye I recall. Who was loved in that light. Hello, a repetition. Sharks. Over. Around me. Their beaks resting in his stomach.

And this new word for us. Above tar, or was it sulfur? Just hold on to those. Therapy, pressure. Without bullets removed. There, for flesh holds in. Finding all I am for these. This ignorance.

Minnow problems.

Never have I seen so many pentagrams.
Visions of the cross are tangible.
Yet the willows bend, fold and cross in unholy manners,
patterns.

My eyes close.
A moment ago they were open and burning.

From the prairie's apathy, the infirm stand strong on the jagged mountain.
Their skin and hard husks weathering the gusts.
Their numbers fall with the every grumble of those wet shiny aberrations.

Miles above, the delta beckons.

Farther below, the road's beginning with its paralyses and warnings of excellence.

Opens wider.

A pile of soil, collected daily.
The farmers rub their square white teeth in confusion.

The universe with nothing beyond. When she thinks of death, she is sad.
There is pride knowing there will be nothing.

During the panel, her words of unobservable importance betray her.
Betrayal found with the ski mask and semiautomatic.

The singularity is denser now. Collapsing as memories of the father echo.

They echo in her *******.
In the residue that falls onto her *******.

Finding whole helixes without the tools to measure them.

Speaking little of anything.

A message for disbelief. The sea is alkaline. In response to your disturbances, I've wasted a day. This sea is bathed in safety. Without these years I'll plead to be devoid.

Throw your little pearls.
Cast away these seasoned trends.
Come closer, find me.
The wrinkles sank in.
Cracked deserts guiding you here.
Turn these stones. Dive in.
Untangle your kots.
goodbye to the fallen doors.
Procure forgiveness.
Malicious intent.
Breaking glass over paper.
Oh, I've ever lied?
Depression fleeing.
Finger on the silver lines.
Here for kings and queens.
Sharpen me up.
Never for the froever.
With my brains removed.