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LOOK INSIDE OF HER.
Gather-round sybarites cyborgs softies hardcores either/ors egregores eager girls easy boys fixed vixens broken toys easter bonnets busted sonnets pick out a star and wish upon it take the left hand and follow it honest take the right one and sus-spin upon it.
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βββββββββββββββββm.v.d.
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FUCKED (THE SONG βFUCKEDβ BY THE BAND FUCKED FROM THE EP βFUCKEDβ)
fast-guitar sloppy-drums 135-140 bpm 15 sec intro 15 sec βchorus" improvise 5-15 second outro
β
Couldnβt give a fuck for failure now you tuck your tail youβre fucked.
ββββββββββββthe ECONOMY of LANGUAGE . . .β
βββββββββββ(free or paid play me how youβd like)
ππ.
KING JAMES AVERSION (CAGLIOSTRO I)
Bow low and then go.
Bootprints in leopard snow.
Velvet-draped staged show.
Stuck figures and hourglass sifting.
Meant to clear drafts.
Instead dream-drifting.
Hissy lifting.
Fit-to-fix.
Slight or six.
Tackiest tics.
Just the site of tits.
And flick of Bic.
Listen in:
Take the text and spider it.
Amok amiss.
Spendthrift spindlesticks.
Quickened wicks.
Arriviste departure.
Fame adjuster.
Toiling in the cauldron.
Buzzing Aldrin Ultra.
Barren.
Adrenal uphill.
Canβt sit still.
Voids to fill.
Deployed at will.
Wearing all-black attire.
Climb the night higher.
Mount the left bank.
Count yourself a liar.
πππ.
OF OZ AND ENZ (CAGLIOSTRO II: L.A. MENTATION)
Went from con artist to pro.
I wanted a tornado.
To take me away from there.
I got it.
Now Iβm here.
So be aware.
Here becomes some new there.
Nowhere to go.
Now where to go.
Inwardβs a way.
Artβs in a choke.
ππ.
AN EXAGGERATION OF DISASTROUS NATURE
Antlered bulbs.
Blown bulbs, overgrown bulbs.
Tulips dead of their own fright.
Grow light.
Without a hope to elope.
Stand in the sight of the scope.
Drink to escape.
Cabana cope.
π.
DEEP MEDICI
Sit with your pain and talk to it.
See if it talks back.
See what language it speaks.
What kind of words.
Which nouns and which verbs.
Tune in where it hurts.
ππ.
WHAT MARTY THE MISTAKEN DONE WHEN HE GOT OUT OF PRISON,
or
βThey Donβt Make Burritos the Way They Usedta,β a story of robotics.
NEAR-FUTURE (RUMORED)
(π£ππͺπ©ππ§ππ ππ€π€π₯π‘π)
π»πΎππ π΄ππΎπ π²π° πΈπΆπΉπ½
βThatβll be the day.β
β
First thing I did once I got outta the joint was head on down to Gauchoβs.
Used to be a girl there Marina whoβd load me up.
Extra everything.
Fat ass on her.
And a great laugh too.
Now itβs just some series of tubes.
You could say Marina was a series of tubes, too.
But I might just knock your goddamn teeth out for saying it.
And then itβs back inside.
Back to Menβs Central.
And I ainβt doing that.
Fat chance.
Little feller.
Too disjointed too fragmented too nonsensical smells un-sented.
πππ.
CUCKOO OVERCLOCK
Flail, axe, spade, and spindle.
Hailing a train.
Hoisting a bindle.
Avert your eyes.
ππππ.
A PUBLIC ZOO EXHIBIT EXHAUSTS ITS LIMITS
ITβD NEVER HAVE OCCURRED TO ME THAT I MIGHT BE EXPERIENCING βAGORAPHOBIAβ had it not been suggested to me by BUGSY* (name changed) upon a chance hill-side encounter perhaps two winters past, I canβt remember, timeβs collapsed, my temporal lobeβs a dessicated ass, truncheon-battered brainblunt hiss of an asp.
Itβs not that I donβt go outside, Iβm practically a vagrant.
I just go vertiginous.
When Iβm having a shame fit.
And itβs often.
And itβs off.
Off with his head.
And itβs on.
Itβs on.
Hung with heartβs thread.
ππ.
YOU KNOW THEY DONβT PUT KEY CHANGES IN THE MUSIC ANYMORE
The dog is an orbiting extension.
He expands me.
Together we hunt for trash and crumbs and attention.
He pisses freely while I must feign civility.
Or seek dark corners.
β πππ πΎππΌπππ
Follow orders.
Off the ledge.
Youβve got the horses to pull a sled.
Pulped pants and dead webs.
π.
TRACE A TREASURE TRAIL ON A RYA RUG (Ecstatic Copius)
Listen, a lesson.
I beseech thee discretion.
Be stealthy in thy wealth.
Be silent in confession.
Red Ferrari obvious.
The cops will probably follow us.
You should learn to shake a tail.
Double-tracks and cover trails.
Youβre up to your tricks in faking failed.
Invoke my lips and feel five nails.
Talon Braille.
Six, seven, eight, nine, ten.
Headset on Anne Boleyn.
Letβs roll.
Rugs spin.
ππ.
NONSTOP
I sought stimulus. I found no end to it. Filed to a point.
Waived pages. Youβve got great taste. Ageless. Sagacious placement. Lit subterfuge. Lead with the good news. Get on the good foot. Spring heeljack. Call that one back. Star sixty-nine. Starflyer wind. Spyglass cantata. Nonstop demand.
Criminal rhythm.
A gait fit for leg irons.
πππ.
THE SOLE FELL OFF TODAY (I WAS REMINDED)
WHEN THE NAME DROPS,
AS IT SOMETIMES DOES:
I once had a brief interaction with Val Kilmer at an art fair.
We were wearing the same shoes.
A decade old.
Paul Smith.
Black plaintoe derbies.
Purple laces.
Carnaby carnival.
Glimpse of a cannibal.
Loud.
Click heels.
March on.
I bought mine in New York.
Tokyo Joe.
His?
Hell, I donβt know.
I hadnβt known who he was at the time.
Or that he was him.
So to speak.
Iβm not a film fan.
Just a flim-flamming freak.
ππππ.
FOR WANT OF WET
Accursed, Accursed, I Bid You Hell-Worsened!
When he met the djinn,
He was issued a curse.
A dryness in the throat.
A neverslaking thirst.
πππ.
MY TRAIN WILL COME (Skeletal sketch for an alcoholic mania.)
Starring principal actors:
BOGDAN (Not Bogdan):
A humble, easy-going liquor store employee.
βββand
THE THIEF:
A thief.
ββββCoughing, blowing smoke, ice rattles in a glass, the talking is endless:
Stealing from Bogdan.
β
Busted by Bogdan.
β
Apologizing to Bogdan.
β
Bribing Bogdan w/ a $20 bill.
β
Bogdan refuses.
β
βWell hell, Iβll give it to you one way or another,β drunk.
β
Buying $20 worth of lottery tickets.
β
One ticket hits, $50.
β
βYouβre my good luck charm,β drunk.
β
Buy Powerball ticket, tear it in half.
β
Wake up tomorrow afternoon, scumbag oβclock.
β
Hungover malaise day.
β
Find out about nightfall the ticketβs Hit.
β
Go down to liquor store, Bogdan not there.
β
The clerk working explains:
β
Bogdanβs name is not βBogdan.β
β
Wonβt give up much else.
β
Thief obviously does not explain reason for line of questioning, raising suspicion.
β
Attempt to locate βBogdan.β
β
Descent into underworld.
YOU
SEE
WHERE
ITβS
GOING . . .
(but do you see HOW?)
ππ.
A RANGE OF EXCLUSIVE LANGUAGE
Nocturnal diarist.
Succumber servile sat-still human table pinhead pinwheel.
A job a mop a bucket you think itβs glamorous itβs not.
Mock it fuck it.
A heaven worth levity.
Prisonβs in scrutiny.
Kick up the ants.
The whole colonyβs in mutiny.
πππ.
POTENCY
Strong shit, strong shit.
Strengthβs tensile.
Put the paper to the pencil.
Not living up to potential.
And youβll never live that down.
You know I scarcely write in paragraphs anymore.
Feels like an outmoded form.
Nothing contains anything.
Do you?
Is it me?
Or β
ππππ.
HEAD UP AND HEAD ON DOWN
REAL WORLD:
A torn narrator, detuned. The servant class in masks. The rich out showing ass.
SCREENS:
An appalling scroll through levels of hell.
REAL WORLD:
Cracked sidewalks slab-backward slump-walking disaster.
SCREENS:
The hulk of a mall with piped air and malice.
REAL WORLD:
Alley-way street-strangers fucking on a jaundice-cast mattress.
SCREENS:
Transactional sex with fractured hack actresses.
REAL WORLD:
Blithering idiots dallying daily.
SCREENS:
Post-human widgets tallying scaling.
πππππ.
R.U.?
βAre you real?β
She asked.
Is it a drill or a bit?
Disbelief.
Frequencyβs high as shit.
They wonder now.
Sometimes.
Wonder how.
Sometimes.
If a voice could be embodied.
Graven images and velvet gravel.
Are you CGI?
Were you generated?
In a sense, maybe.
Genesis, maybe.
Carved-out baby.
Womb-clinging for life.
Cliffβs edge grip.
Cut off by a-knife.
Iβd wanted no part of this world.
No part of this life.
But I was a book overdue.
So we severed in splice.
And there is no do-over.
For this hellish revue.
SO:
Do the get down.
Get up.
Do what you do.
OR:
Mold.
Do as youβre told.
And scroll like a fool.
Youβre either page six deep or youβre under the fold.
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