PLANETARY UM
!
a
series
of
interassociative
thoughts
. . .
realized by
JAMES QUENTIN DEVINE
MᴜɴᴅᴜS ᴠᴜʟᴛ DᴇᴄɪᴘI
AH, UM
Autonomy.
Wealth as authorship.
Vested investments.
Own or be owned.
Waste coats septic.
The scepter’s cyclic.
Tanks downtown.
Turrets upturned.
It’s own or be owned.
You’re on your own.
Turn or burn.
You’re one of one.
Silver-spurned.
Gimmicks.
Flummoxed.
Flushed.
Flown.
Flex in flux.
Gross flix.
Groan-ups.
Owing.
All receipts in.
Receive sin.
Deceit’s hope.
Quote end quote.
All she wrote.
Against type.
Prose antidote.
Murder’s the moat.
The western knife.
A quieted throat.
Burning roams.
Enthroning goats.
Clever does.
Stupid-done.
Stupid is as stupid was.
Stupid shit.
Stupid ass.
Eschaton.
Encephalon.
Clearance sales.
Salvation.
Cave apes pulling tubers.
Hooting.
Hopeless gapers drained of screens.
Pollution.
Skilless excess.
Mastered under.
Hijacked gentry.
Step out for a smoke.
Burn up on re-entry.
Burnt upon a bent tree.
Every arbor sags.
With the sighs of centuries.
Flags bleed cheap dye.
Rotten decoration.
Dandelion dunder.
Heads ripped.
Hextual frustration.
“She loves me,
I love the knot.”
Dependent declaration.
Clensive.
“That’s not a word.”
“Sure it is.”
Fuck it.
Get in.
Let’s fuck off into the night.
Rock and roll.
The western knife.
Struggle and strife.
A modern woman’s trifles.
Empty sets and hurtling bullets rifled.
Energy.
Gas.
Heat.
Emerging.
Mistressly splurging.
Diving pearly.
Damned dental girly.
Whirligig.
As if we haven’t done this before.
Impermanent.
Shuffling floors foxtrot.
Distraught.
By occident.
Shivved westweird.
The western knife.
Carves the path clear.
At a remove.
I’m at a remove.
I got I got I got I got—
Something to prove.
Extraordinary plenipotentiary.
Um, um, um . . . planetary?
Stars lit glown.
Evening gone.
Sateen shone.
Shown a knife.
Western slice.
HO, HUM
Bored dumb.
Wept and reddened.
Bland ambition.
Blown redemption.
Exemptions and exceptions.
Z-caliber.
Hell pops.
Heart attracts.
“I gave her the ‘K’ that I lacked.”
Simmery cauldron burbling brack.
We built this enterprise hit by hit.
Criminal.
Corny rapper picks up a pen.
Subliminal lyrical miracle.
Taps his phone and pecks it in.
Pitiful.
Extinct ritual.
Prolix in ignition.
Go on get your kicks in.
Mama’s rolling that body.
The Earth is a grave that glistens.
(A grim listen,
but there’s a lessen in it)
Low of life and high in spirit.
One-fifty-one.
Prove it.
Clear it.
I am not Man I am a vessel for sale.
A cure for your pleasure.
A curse for what ails.
Money on the mind.
Wallet on the mend.
Monetized consciousness.
Will it till its end.
Monstrous.
Hominidian.
Tunesome.
Umming all ominous.
Feint flit.
Throne switch.
The wrong record at a screwed pitch.
Febrous.
Jesus.
You knew it was coming and you swung anyway.
Waiting is a bitch.
But patience is a virtue.
A lot of it will kill you.
A little bit won’t hurt you.
Don’t cut corners cut curfews.
Asper our prior conversations.
And convictions.
Sol inviction.
Lunar mission.
A sinking realization.
A ringing embarrassment.
Erroneous arrogance.
Can you wire me for the lime?
Can you ease me a puffed dart?
The dollar has fallen.
Prizes and pushcarts.
What’s seen as strange has tamed.
Here all the air is queer.
Give me a grant.
Wish me a want.
Flood me with desire.
🖤⛓️➰GIVE TO MISTRESS ⛓️🖤😈👢
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