So much might,
Out of spite
Weather forecast:
Locusts with definite
Chance of heavy rain
Guage my eyes
With fresh quantities
Too salty to drink
Seven day outlook:
Week full of its rectum
Love balls pull tightly -
My balls and chains.
Water on dust
Windscreen emotives
Smashed -
Sweet nauseates
From above
As little farts
Well and truly lit
Smacking into
Job's desert of sandy skin
this,
before the long
went to gaudy places
with demon made cocktails
and a daemon DJ playing a
scratchy record backwards
devils circle in dance
for the fatal chatup
and bells rang
calling for last
everythings
yet rocking the house infernal
all keep smiling and screaming
until they can't stop
for even an ever
can question its worth
with nothing else to do
it has plenty of
time / heals all wounds
unless they're your own
fire in the fountain
a wink from this park
alight in Nile colour
a gap in the water
and i'm gone gone gone
a siren sounds above
the heads of electric trees
calling to me in phalanxes
smile like a white picket fence
hierloom eyes drawn curtains
all lights are out
lovesick yet together
through our
succubus
incubus
catch a disease
hobos lie there
newspapers
cluttered information
when the lungs suck in
the valley of the winds dirt
begets mud
miles of reflective horizon
the choke in a tyrant's dream
climb before stone
carapice red rocks
so scattered close together
crocodile skin where skeletons
once hung to dry the noise is
defeaning
mausoleum - in - residence
religious occult
ashes unsettle feet
tramping on this roof
the deranged possum
(this place)
i am
artificially
inseminating
yes terror again
blue ice snapping
as fingers do inside the glove of this eye
the terror arrives surgically leaves
painted glass
to be looked upon spite
only in a trance, the window of this soul hole
a prosthetic mirror.
Chilling's white lines, head grid fear,
confrontation is sterilization, the graph
of The Monster shows not the colours
that confirm it. This changeling
was very successful, will like the faking
alter in the belfry. Gargoyles with feigned smiles
their grey eyes, their screams
weigh a ton, but one never hears them,
they fall on you instead, post Gorgon,
from a great height.