muscle lean
stretched
it's fun with saltwater

tanned skin
kissed
bloat in freshwater


blood and *****



head to wall
watching your secrets
spill out

value
family

core your knees
a visit
your mouth bury thee

shaky
me nerves



******, never had
i now wash her brain



what channel
refrain



warm black milk
closer and closer


months ago, a threat me *******
be action equal


you down, extra credit
flaming bush


monuments to the fallen
warm black milk for thy brethren



taint a threat
my world moves with promise

i understand this frustration with advil
their simple string becoming your celestial knot
nay, your rot

shouting at touch tones
can't see you, no sun to glare
a new day is to blame

wake up and half bake last weeks clay
trouble, stumbling over a witch doctor's tome
meteor near, catch the Lord's eye as it crosses


take you sleeping fitfully
me under bridge
holding you nervously


i continue my walk
catching gnats and stabbing the air


disconnect your jaw so i may introduce another

tear mine
yours there

this heart skims and tears
i'm something here staring
heels stomping my green eye
it's me drooling
scream and
it's my froth and here, in left hand
the push
or pull
sleeping under the bit
killing you  
California, am i concussed or am I my friend


kibble kettle
and me mother
i come
drums tick
my friends


my life
thankful dust
give thanks

******* you lust
for you i trust


finally gives way
behind
filled

my friends click
my friends die

i didn't know we were far
alabama

man that
hoop loose point

man that dog bit
dead

man that kid
dunked


me asking to be
me or he

near
Laura


staying
or shivering



my corpse hovers near Laura



my **** and his seed
it's poured into a hill
my new escape

twenty vial
is this my new mile


life over.
no, under.


This vegetable's town.



dim and sweet
my corpse hovered

something to see
it's me

& red shirt
naught to give
sand between your phone calls
sandy big toe
uncomfortable


later, a shrine to flash



always said you were full of ****



now nobody wants me
pour friends and tell me


"yes, i still can"


hello
why is it so dark in there?



second edition of an emotionally absent mother
updated
expanded

currently catching fire