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265 · May 2020
Crow, crescent, sunfish
Patrick Kennon May 2020
Lazy and lethargic
Loopy and lost
Little dizzy dots dancing through glass
Distorted and reorganized daily
Finding wiser ways warily
Cutting rosemary from the dirt
Megahertz blurt thoughts into blankness
Blankets on the back porch
Roaches in the feed corn
Violating duties sworn
Better to be never born
Steel shorn clean, violently
Violets growing amongst ivy
Mahogany inseparably blending into ivory
Talking more quietly
For you
x.
262 · Jul 2016
Daffodils
Patrick Kennon Jul 2016
Blank lines of text please
Those will fill this void between ears
If one could wish
260 · Jul 2017
Friend/Foe
Patrick Kennon Jul 2017
How little
Are you
On me?

He was the main culprit in supplying RDX used in the 1993 Mumbai blasts. He was arrested in 1995 in Delhi and housed at the Sabarmati jail pending trial. In November 1997, Latif was shot dead by the police in Ahmedabad.[4] In 2014, one of Latif's sons contested the election of Samajwadi Party against Shanker Singh Vaghela, who was the Chief Minister when Latif was killed. Latif's other son had contested against Vaghela in 2009.[5]
260 · Oct 2019
Corduroy
Patrick Kennon Oct 2019
Finally it comes
In waves of pill wrecked anxiety
I try to see another path
An alterior motive
So we've tried to dig deep
But the water is draining from the lake
And the fire is burning on her surface
254 · Jul 2016
Eyefull
Patrick Kennon Jul 2016
The sunflower of my eyes
Hold me down
And let me go
Only 5 letters to get to the center of my soul
Unlock it all
Let the wind blow all the leaves out
Find me someday
With all the brass fittings back in order
The smile medicated into straight line
The eye like terminal pinpoint
Comrade
The tomorrows we dreamed
Died a few nights ago
So back into the snow
And no God shall walk
with thee
254 · Apr 2016
Spoken
Patrick Kennon Apr 2016
Cold liquor in my gut
Eyes in fennel
Picked all the basil yesterday
Can you make it be?
Once again my love?
I view and a room
And two bodies pushed into
contortions
Souls pushed to edges of drops
Evil to run itself
A soul meant to destroy and
implode

Holding you close in cold wind
The taste of martinis
A bullet in my heart already
When I heard you shiver under thin blankets
My love
Do not suffer
I can not
Sustain it

The pieces of myself
Spread out between two
states
And the blood from
gashes in my feet
In a scarf you still
wear
247 · Jul 2017
Hello My Friend
Patrick Kennon Jul 2017
សួស្តី​សម្លាញ់
העלא מיין פרייַנד
اهلا صديقي
ওহে, বন্ধু আমার
ສະ​ບາຍ​ດີ​ຫມູ່​ຂອງ​ຂ້ອຍ
zdravo prijatelju
Salam dostum
नमस्ते मेरे दोस्त
Hola mi amigo
გამარჯობა მეგობარო
สวัสดีเพื่อนของฉัน
244 · Sep 2019
TinSqr
Patrick Kennon Sep 2019
My fingers are turning into bugs and talking to eachother
chitter-chatter legs sawin'
SAW mobbing, spraying darts 725
per min
Good times and sin, splayed soulless
on the street sobbin'
Lobbin' handgrenades in the darkness, heartless
Target, large and approaching, less man than machine
Sent to roll over you and me
The nail that stands up
will be beaten down
244 · Feb 2019
Don't forget your pills
Patrick Kennon Feb 2019
I50 I50 blue, 2, 500
L80N green, 1 80
SG181 pink, 1 400
M177 white, 1 250

Some days just get to me
the way it works out
The cash I got don't go
so far
The cigarettes start tasting bad
again

The dogs on the floor again, it's 3 in the morning, sleep will
come soon, if I can choke down these pills
Toss and turn a hole in the sheets until I feel the mattress take off
like a tinder box
The cheese slid off the ******* *******, but here I am,
making it somehow
241 · Jul 2017
Where did we go?
Patrick Kennon Jul 2017
Moon spilling through a cloud, east
Eyes locked in incense spirals
A lovelock of moonstones
Ideath worn proudly
ideath worn quietly
Someone on the other end
breathing and her
Something between
like a rod of tired wind
Silent wind

The type of wind that blows down
egos and
dreams
and all ambition
ideath and trout
and i and the letter


And somewhere behind it all
An inspired lover
drawing his lovers portrait
for the first time
in flowers
only
flowers
240 · Jul 2019
Smokepit
Patrick Kennon Jul 2019
Hallway whitenoise, brain toys, medicate me
I need something and soon, strong
Come along, just now, open that can of sardines
It means we don't care, collectively, sublimely apathetic
The rhetoric is twisted, morality misted, disintegrate
Reproach and radiate the poison and that noise and
The boys are calling with rifles and machineguns
Infantry funds, nicotine in stiff lungs
It comes and lunges, for you, it's just how it do
React, snap back, back crack, spinal tap, piano wire wraps noose-like
Fly a high kite, set the bar high and crawl right under
Tear me asunder, lightning, thunder, another monumental blunder
240 · Jul 2016
Kevin
Patrick Kennon Jul 2016
A creek to the Brazos
Cold water at high speeds
The redemption of energy & strong saplings
Patrick Kennon Oct 2019
Invading with paper mache swords
Paper rattlesnakes, yellow flags
Blood runs thicker, red down stitch
Ludicrously looking for loose cigarettes under the seat
Rinse and repeat, dig in, position, overlapping fields of fire
Intersecting in the wire
Blowing ash off the tip of Camels
Down the drain is where the plan goes
236 · Jul 2019
I'll miss you
Patrick Kennon Jul 2019
First purple page, plagiarizing plums crushed like candy between incisors
First new wave, going right over the reef with aquatic teeth
Wish me luck, tango la suerte y la magica
Listening to the Bosnian adhan, for fun, 2:14am
Stainless steel ice reservoir, killing for a taste of nicotine air
Got sick of chewing my smoke
Not dead broke quite yet, need a haircut and I'm set
It's a bet betting on me, make an investment and see
Tight lines at quarter time, spilling rhyme reasonless
**** your system, digest aggression, **** out plastic
Okinawa brig **** white woman tapped my back give me my shot God ******
94a
231 · Sep 2019
Room for creamer
Patrick Kennon Sep 2019
Eyes gone dull, receding into comatose
Fingers full of dirt and hope, spinning sunflower
Power and lack thereof, the perception of those above looking down at the masses
These clashes seem to me, a supply chain theory, I want what you got, bombs pour out
Military industrial ore, we pour out the lifeblood of our children for soil
Foil snake, famished toil, ****** boils your tea
Three, one two many, send me space bound, no suit
Acute, angles I'm not seeing, the masses are fleeing, into the commonplace complacency of creatures of comfort
Watch the fort burn down, all your pretty ideas, replaced, rejected, genocides neglected
That's a bet, kid, I seek, you hid, cheese slid off the ******* jack pop snap
Lapdog lullabys, sticky morning crust in our eyes
Swatting at radioactive flies, landing on my lips and your hips
The road dips and tumbles, rumble strips and gravel licks
Rifle clicks on empty, nobody sent me, I came here on my own, mobile phone to the dome locked lengthways
Stingrays and hot water, burning protein venom
The waves are crashing down but the swell is just beginning
228 · May 2019
Trackwalk Riverfire
Patrick Kennon May 2019
Eat cannabilistic meat to retain your fluids
This is the final gathering of the druids
If you didn't know, this is how we do this
Riding with Genghis Khan rugged and ruthless
12 gauge pumps leave you toothless
Leave a ******* on that black and blue ****
We get drastic, ******* up like melted plastic
With that fast ****, talking wild and manic, pink panic
Take that heat and just can it, starting a fire to fan it
These purple sage rhymes hit in quarter time
Put dents in your skull like hail sized a dime
Leaving trails of destruction like a snail leaves slime
Take a step off the ledge and hope you can fly
Fight, flight, wrong end of a sharp knife
Fist fight, swing right, sun light, the moon on a clear night
Defining wrong from right, so many things out of sight
To all your crops blight, fingers lost to frostbite
Maniac on many levels, soul rebel, disheveled
Friends with the devil, rob, stole, and took
Every little last look, eggs cooked
That's the end of a bad book
228 · Sep 2017
Blackboard Backboard
Patrick Kennon Sep 2017
God does magic in French
So it says on the board
The board, the black, black board
Chalk line shoesox shinebox
Cat tracks on the hot hood
Graphite gluesticks
Musty lovelocks
Jah Rasta dreadlox
God does magic in French!
227 · May 2019
10mg tab
Patrick Kennon May 2019
Collarbone cleft lip love locks, high socks
  A stone in your back pocket
Finding our pace, our place, ******* loose lace
  Lost cute space case
Divining fate with roaches and half burnt cigarettes
  Exhaling minutes
Waiting, getting really good at waiting
  On you and you alone
Hot liquid metal toenails, I want to lick your teeth
  Shrine shrine, fine shrine
The imperceptible deep, gradients of darkness and brine
  Eyes turned skyward
Caffeine and caffeine and caffeine and
  Smokesmokesmoke
The clouds are cold today, but the air is warm
  Let's go home
Teeth chewing living organisms
  We exact such suffering and expect forgiveness
226 · Jul 2019
Wills' Dream
Patrick Kennon Jul 2019
Pulling little combs, out of my tongue
Smoke another one, tobacco crumbs
Let's not burn another, save our lungs
Squatting in a field, making dung
We're all one, of the same
Same species, same name
Peace is possible, what I claim
Done nonviolently, in the name,
of progress
225 · May 2019
Slant-Rhymes
Patrick Kennon May 2019
Fourscore downtime rhymes
We've heard this **** 10,000 times
A word worth saying for once, lost perception
Of the chambers of the heart correction
Hot peppers on tongue connections, still puddle reflections
The drip-drip-drop staccato beat, of heart of rain
Insane template premeditate the tempo of pierced cortex
The reflex action, muscle contraction, fight
Right overcoming light like eclipse of the sun, one & done
Then plunging into night, moths circling, sun holes
The way a nail goes head deep, pour & seep through the
pores that define the metaphors you apply
the way a nail, crushed by a hammer, pulls free
Free, like I can be, if I simply believe, in self, selfless
the hammer pulls, I have felt less
over this inebriation
But why, why, why this hesitation?
I talk in twisted rhyme, above my station
a reclamation of who I used to be
Be, and I see the exclamation point, peculiar & parallel
Folding space and my perception, to anoint
Lines spit like whole milk, the cut of pine is rougher than snake wood  
Eloquence unravels like old silk, spits cinders and
The sand in our hands counts counter clockwise
We're down the river, deep and twisting,
swatting Horseflies
A toad in his abode snacking on HORSEFLIES, unblinking
predator eyes affixed to the crossed crucifix of
called on cobwebs to untangle thought, lost
a spider with his silk cut, hollow gut
nothing caught today, arachnid love
Thanks Mike
225 · Jul 2019
Mojim Drugovima
Patrick Kennon Jul 2019
Amani, Shalom, Salaam, peace
Humanities' goal is to release original sin
Meat grinder ball spins and we still fightin'
Warrin', not-rightin', iron sighting
birds in flight'n
Amani ani nawae 94b, for helping me
Made it clear with a shot glass of Halidol and pretty pills
It spills out this morning, doing laps to pass time
Apparently being Muslim is a crime
Do some **** and do a dime flat
Put you on your back with a gat goin' ack ack
Once again you got the short stack, short straw
Psych ward thaw, I want peace with them all
But they want to hurt me for praying to loud
Just another in the crowd, I need help too
I served this country just like you
Borders and flags are the symbols of fools
This species can come together given the right tools
94b
225 · Apr 2019
ULAS J1342+0928
Patrick Kennon Apr 2019
In the great primordial ocean
the tides of your mind
find stillness
Returned from the edge with wings widespread
running jagged up the cliff
like birds in flight
A clear cut of liquid, green and black
predators with unblinking
eyes
Exalted in the rush of the first hit of green sticky
the wind on the garage door
like the sound of shadows
Newport reds and no hope, only the black things
in the dark, dates and
water
222 · Feb 2016
You
Patrick Kennon Feb 2016
You
Juniper,
growing in my garden,
  picked it between leaves of basil to sweeten my tea.
   Lover,
     found me between reef and sand,
       kissed me under full moon.
         I'll ride my bicycle a thousand miles.
          My love, with lips like a strain,  
            mouth like a hard set line, and I can feel your tears
               down my face as you make love to the sensory perceptions
                 of warmth and together.
                   I slog through this mud,  
                     watch gravel flick from boots.
                       I watch skulls meet into lips making root silence.
                         My love, kiss this dead skull
220 · Aug 2019
Calories, salary, coffin
Patrick Kennon Aug 2019
Brain exploding, like popcorn, hearing you sing
Hot oil, blisters in patches, snatches of conversation
One nation, under fraud, sideways schemes means lives taken
Love shaken down to dust and nothing
There is something, hovering on the edge of imaginary periphery
A sip to see if it's poison
220 · Jul 2016
Duality
Patrick Kennon Jul 2016
Shift left to center self
Dodge right and slight movement offsets imbalance
Center, focus on your breath
220 · Oct 2017
Highlife
Patrick Kennon Oct 2017
China cat writing on grandma's pearls
Quarters turned into penny slots
A tired little look at
2 pm

Where oh where did the
brews go my friend
Where oh where did the
cigarettes burn
out

A simple smile over coffee
in the morning
A simple brush of her
hair

Lying in long leaf clover
for hours

A simple connection between
the cortex
A bullet for comparison
Where is the jettison button
for all the built up
****

Dice and pink highlighters
on your dreary
afternoon

Could you spread some of that
love over here?
220 · Jul 2019
Mom
Patrick Kennon Jul 2019
Mom
Cedar bark smokes with a spark, rubbed tinder bundle, powder
The power of a flame in the dark, a distant spark, Prometheus liver sandwich
Dam it up, the whole **** cut, this little holler
Living in squalor in the back room of a double wide, theres only one road in and out
You're trapped now, the rat went to far in, got greedy
Like the monkey with rice in his paw, they're coming with hammers and bone saws
Watch your heart thaw, right in front of you, new shoes stained sanguine
Fine wine got your head spinning friend, gulp it down and experience a real end
Inebriation on a higher station, drunk off this relaxation I forgot how to do
Unwind and unspool, two men in a duel, who draws quicker?
Is speed swifter, or should you take your time?
Another place, nother' rhyme, I'm the reason my momma cries
219 · Nov 2019
Antifreeze
Patrick Kennon Nov 2019
Goodbye dreams, you have left me for the last time
Phantoms in the boxcars of my mind, screeching down track
This first taste of cold is biting at my back, and I can't run fast enough
Patrick Kennon Jul 2017
Growth of vines نمو الكروم
Eyes of rye عيون الجاودار
hypnotized منوم

Solid yet fluid الصلبة حتى السوائل
Aware and alive إدراكا حيا
Breathing تنفس
Now now now الان الان الان
The everlasting الأبدية
Now الآن

Flowers in bands on your wrist الزهور في العصابات على معصمك
eyes in curls عيون في تجعيد الشعر
like the smoke مثل الدخان
of myrrh من المر
217 · Sep 2019
Lemonwedge
Patrick Kennon Sep 2019
Little black stars, pouring out a cup
Crystalline castles, mind blows up
crevices and cracks
ceviche and *****
Knife in hand
cutting lemon
bite wedge
spit
salt on rim
dim the lights
a perfect night
to watch owls
215 · Jan 2022
Apis
Patrick Kennon Jan 2022
A bee tumbles into my water glass,
rights himself on thin ice cube,
drinks from a droplet,
disappears drowsily
down wind
213 · Sep 2017
Cornflake
Patrick Kennon Sep 2017
A slash of a smile, kimono stripped shoulders
Koi scale tattoos, Okinawa rainy day blues
Drown yourself in *****, fight 'till you lose
Pale skinned pathological lover
Soulstone hustler, rustler & bustler
Revolving revolvers under samurai dusters
Wild west Tokyo rose blessed
Handwritten love letters on a desk, kiss sealed
A bowl of cornmeal, these things we steal
A lovelock of hearthsouls, sous chef gazpacho
Tasty cannibal nachos, eating hearts in a palm grove
Children gathered round a stone
The feeling of truly being alone
Making tools from your enemies bones
More brutal than any historical score
We sleep, we snore, 2+2=4, once, no more
Coconuts falling on the shore for eternity
Every blade of grass is holy to me
It's the bullet we see that gets us
We can all love each other is we let us
Balloon powered spaceships, liftoff
Raise your sails on the submarine
Big, square, wheels on your SUV
Life is like a tree, just growing
Forget all your worries, let's just get going
212 · Jul 2016
Watching T.V.
Patrick Kennon Jul 2016
Politics or celebrity, two poisons
Stuff your soul into sharp cookie molds
Then turn off your brain
211 · Jul 2017
Wikipedia can be fun
Patrick Kennon Jul 2017
Oud
Rose of Taif
Incense
Musk
Sandalwood
and
rare spices

1. Mayil Karuppu (Black and yellow)

2. Kagam/sengaruppu (Black and red)

3. Sevalai (Red)

4. Karum Keeri/Senkeeri (black/red dotted)

5. Sambal Boothi (Grey)

6. Kokku Vellai (White)

7. Noolan (white and black)

8. Pondram (Golden brown)

Automotive Safety Integrity Level is a risk classification scheme defined by the ISO 26262 - Functional Safety for Road Vehicles standard. This is an adaptation of the Safety Integrity Level used in IEC 61508 for the automotive industry.
Patrick Kennon Jul 2019
Tattoo my soul on a peach pit
Coffee, sit, Selah, pause and reflect
A new dialect, hearing exchanges
Voices like rain all around me
Together and moving, organic and clueless
Bacteria on the breakroom faucet
Lost somewhere on it, bean crud ruddity, crudity
Crude collapsed faces moaning screams for pocket change
And two **** cigarettes
Hoping for rain just to get wet
Take a bath
This is the aftermath of being continuously alert, no intermission
Space flight gone right, cruise missile slippin
We're tipping towards the edge
A whole species about to end up dead
Replaced
Built them into machines, gave them a face
Creatures of loving grace
Electronic master race
210 · Jun 2019
Soleded
Patrick Kennon Jun 2019
Sole dead brother, gentle mother in the downstairs at Sequoia
I'll never forget those towering cedar, that curling oak, leaving Graw's knuckles raw on a lawnmower in Homosassa
The peppers are growing out back on Sawyer now and things are getting less rocky
The days are less stocky, less full of lumps, there are still slumps, but we keep moving
The strong stuff is soothing but I'm losing a piece of my soul
at least I don't feel that way with a bowl
A slant of words over fanfiction love and D&D plots
A spilled spot of paint on your eisel, sending words as if by magic spell, fluttering hands
The rhythm in the sand, a cross band of constricting conflicting chaos catastrophes copied
A hot sheet, hot meat, wrapped it, in cellophane, plastic
206 · Jul 2017
ealiana عليا
Patrick Kennon Jul 2017
My friend, my comrade, come with me
صديقي، رفيقي، تأتي معي
sadiqi, rafiqi, tati m

To the seas of green, the land of coconuts
إلى البحار الخضراء، أرض جوز الهند
'iilaa albahhar alkhudara'i, 'ard jawz alhind

grab your arms, proclaim your freedom
انتزاع ذراعيك، وتعلن حريتك
aintizae dharaeik, watuelin huriyatak

Sawdust rains from your wrists
نشارة الخشب المطري من المعصمين
nshart alkhashab almitarii min almuesimin

                                            عليا
صديقي، رفيقي، تأتي معي
إلى البحار الخضراء، أرض جوز الهند
انتزاع ذراعيك، وتعلن حريتك
نشارة الخشب المطري من المعصمين
205 · May 2017
M011IE
Patrick Kennon May 2017
S E A R C H

a document to time, present, past, future

Twisted locks in dryer socks
Kiwi sprouting with the Tamarind....o
Gold on your wrist
like the **** they disassemble in India
Eating rice off of cut up plastic
coke bottles
Put the flame to them to sit flat


Xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo

Drug : induced visions
time distortions
meet your ******* side
he's on your shoulder
whispering in ***
tattooing your soul onto
the back of a dollar bill

sanded flat
polished

inhale
exhale

it'll all be over soon
203 · Aug 2016
Spoke
Patrick Kennon Aug 2016
Wrote it down a while back
in the crawlspace
of memory
Woke in a strange place
with blankets of
strange cotton
Winter sheets and tired eyes
the broken space
between a footstep
Play it again in my head
for a while

Spoke for the white sand at midnight
Where I parted ways with all of it
Still remember nothing

Empty places between the graceless days
of blinked pupils
Empty spaces between the gaps in bad
conversation
I looked for you over every shoulder

A tired stare over glasses
into a glass of nothing
raise, sip, repeat
until life
hurts
less
201 · Sep 2017
Skratch
Patrick Kennon Sep 2017
Static earphones, tired eye dread
a way to find center
putting bullet in head

Black eyed striptease
once a day smoke, please
open your door, freeze

Transit to banishment
planned mass exit
brutal abasement

I saw a way out once where the smudges on the window
were from other noses in the acute psych ward
it was never locked, but I locked myself in
and made up pictures on the ceiling

Two in the hole
fresh rice bowl
here we go

I was tired for a second
slept for two
fine with me
fine with you
201 · Jul 2016
Unfiltered
Patrick Kennon Jul 2016
All the sun has gone
away for this brief span of time
Lost in a coffee cup
199 · Jun 2019
Bravo
Patrick Kennon Jun 2019
This Texas night sky got me
full dipperin'
Tongue slippin' in the grease, frying pans on
the asphalt grit
Hot eggs n shaved legs n french fries,
moonpies and marshmallows
Good fellows, hot bellows under the bronze bull
boiling briskly
A child born in space doesn't age as fast,
lives longer,
and becomes callous to the people
"living in the dirt"
Heather's putting the clothes in the dishwasher
199 · Jan 2021
Graphing the decline
Patrick Kennon Jan 2021
A hawk across swiftly sweeping clouds
Nimble nimbus, left to right, north to south
Fluid spraying out of mouth, moths meandering
Slandering ourselves, shelves growing empty
Last piece in your puzzle heart fitting gently
You lent me, a spark of empathy
A chance to see things differently
198 · Sep 2019
Black mulch
Patrick Kennon Sep 2019
Switchin up my smokes, inhale broken hailstones and rhinestones on your cheekbone
Scarred and regal, eagles claw in claw plummeting, no care for ground or impact
Retract all the bad thoughts that keep you from sleeping, turning little top in the corner of the room
A clutch of blooms, rotting and hyacinth and wet on your fingers, the scent lingers
Burning sage in every last corner, one day smudge it all out, feeling about a foot tall and shrinkin
196 · Sep 2019
Saran wrap liver
Patrick Kennon Sep 2019
Plastic everything, saran wrap all your guts back together
Entomb the redwoods in bubble wrap
Force feed your children corner store bags
It's raining plastic and everything is getting full
I wonder if you cut up every whole thing, could you melt it together again with plastic
Chemical smoke black and pouring, melt it all down
Wear it on our head, a screaming crown
Bearing witness to our deeds, the road we're walking down
193 · May 2017
Lovestones
Patrick Kennon May 2017
Things got a little better after you left
not right away of course
but scars heal
bones fuse stronger
etcetcetc

I'm happier alone I suppose
don't get me wrong
I love the feel of another body
sharing circulation momentarily
respiration exhaled like black moths

Dark side of people on display
cheap pieces of glass to
sell their soul too
the genie doesn't go back in that jar

Sourpatch sugar rush, coffee mainline
eyes like saucers
110 screaming in the rain
who cares anymore
really

**** your sensitivity
people eat eachother
literally *******
how much for one game
of Russian roulette
I already priced my life out
to the government
400,000 and a square of
dirt

Flick that zippo open
light up another camel filter 99
down that gas station coffee
same song over and over
and over and over and overoverover

๓໐໐ຖຟคtēr in your pores
l໐งēŞt໐ຖēŞ in your little garden
ѕραяяσωѕ fly with crows
šЋαđŏώš require sunlight
191 · Oct 2019
Skeleton music
Patrick Kennon Oct 2019
Shaking with hands on wheel, white knuckle
Buckling under, finally feel like giving in
Manic mistakes repeated, sanity retreating suddenly
The fluttering of my heart is familiar by now
Biting lemon faced sour, eyes
showering tears
Trying to avoid my own face, beware all mirrors
Another night of caffeine, capped with handful of pills
The sink water spills down beard, I'm lost, but close
Locked up locust legs screaming, rattling ears to crescendo
Floating around the bend slow, not broken
186 · Jul 2019
Applesauce Sparkle Tattoo
Patrick Kennon Jul 2019
Jalapenos and M67 fragmentation grenades
Little sparkles
On your nails on your nails, full sail hands
Lip gloss lost applesauce type of feeling
Inside me is screaming for that first cold sore kiss among mule deer
The way rocks feel to walk on, we rock on
Another day, way, get yours, pay, me, let me move freely
In my little box
Surrounded by gentle love locks
And you
185 · Jul 2019
Hanging in the wind
Patrick Kennon Jul 2019
Lost in this sea of voices, conflicting choices
Feeling boyish, light on my feet for once
Like all the blood rushed to my head
Existential dread, avoiding the color red
Heavier than lead in my shoes, just another fool
Warped and molded by partisan worldview
We simmer and we stew, little voices laughing
Talking about chemo and card games and Colorado
Where oh where do we go now, that the roads have all flooded
183 · Sep 2017
Simplex 02303
Patrick Kennon Sep 2017
TROUBLE * *
PRESS <ACK> TO REVIEW
FIRE=0 PRI2=0 SUPV=0 TRBL=1
FIRE PRIORITY Z SYSTEM SYSTEM POWER ALARM
ALARM ALARM SUPERVISORY TROUBLE ON SILENCED
DISPLAY TIME ALARM ACK ALARM ACK SUPV ACK
TBL ACK ALARM SILENCE DISPLAY TIME
SYSTEM RESET
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