Evil Nature (5)
The head finally wad(dl)es through
As if written by
“bird on a wing” billowing (as the scene dissolves into chaos) i brandish my tear
& fling my head
to the stammer of my time in space
my ion in space
lion /
loin in space
or that’s what (I like) to call …
a high definition loincloth birds (threats)
high resolution slipping (sipping) behind thoughts never stop potentially inconvenient misty aquarium will soon
sink
restless formless fill me with your (bombs) insomnia
lynch revival must bear the responsibility (primarily)
for
we are entitled to
. . . to actually translate them
their entitlements & overconsumption of bombs or
technical words toe-tapping dictatorships prematurely (ri)bald
twice or once assisted suicide squirting confusion (chaos)
a supposed murder supposed suicide supposed alleged
plan wanting sugarless music that salvaged emotional salvage balm
(bomb) so much adorable A/mer/i/can folk/lore (failure)
all I can do is sit try to force my way out of this abyss/mess
abysmal miss I rush to miss (missal / missile) I grow
fat on hamburgers (don’t you see I) am trying (hard) not to wake you up or float In a river of
bodies I say “that’s great”! (but think otherwise)
quickly...
… luckily she died
I found their bones & kept them close . . . I’m the only one who lived
Long enough to tell you
It proved difficult
To identify the bodies (as people near the center were instantly vaporized) this
specifies my unconditional surrender (=the dawn of peace)
To demystify (myself) sabotage (myself) in an airless asian city with
No map surrounded by empty warehouses she a landscape I only a tree
so much worthless ad/vice I think I have a pinched nerd running
in the make-believe rainDown my righteous arm (so much) (time) (to kill )
"cut the blue sky into shards" to make a hollow racket cannot be tragic...