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Petrified, cylindrical, unsure of meager talent a boy stands alone in the cold fluorescence of the jungle. Beasts stand tall and over sexualized, yet unapologetic nonetheless. Informational texts on the dying societies formed by cassette tapes. Freudian scholars stand basking in Moloch on the premise of caffeine. Cracked linoleum, roman and belligerent, cowering in the silence of the L.A. Riots. Checkered gold and blue, a submarine of self-conscious pity, lies a man from shanties weeping aggressively. "it wasn't his fault, it was all the music." No on believes him and he's hung the next day. kiss em my dear beneath the hollow men, swinging lo

Dahlias crushed betwixt communist boots. An ode to the obscene and a passive attempt at reconciliation. A boxer solitary in the clearing begging for a drink or a place between my lovelies. The grotesque mangled defamation of Whitman and Elliot and Lowell and Ginsberg. But why care it's just an ode to a fighter.                                           II. the molestation of the mind in a navy Ford Taurus and a lightning strike in the eyes of a child. Innocence bleeding saintly in it's disregard. Ridges on the hillside, callousing the feet of lovers and spilling wine on Gaea's brow. In the footsteps of Midas, we cover our eyes for fear of th

When we lay flat in darkness waiting for friends and fries. When you win at throwing crab-apples and we sit dead center of Clinton Street and talk about Sascha Baron Cohen. When you recommended  a book and all I remember is the blowjob and the dead Alaska girl. Medium. And a golf club makes me a murderer. When there was pasta in a bag and a dick shaped water fountain and a motherfucking wasp. When there's Jack Dicklaus to leave no trace. When there's one dirty ass eggroll and cardboard hats and David Tennant looks smashing and you look great in a dress and great in jeans and great in anything, as always. When our homes are overrun with childr

A Genesis song on the radio An ant burning on the sidewalk A crossword puzzle filled out by the valedictorian A urine stained light fixture made out of Lego bricks George Lucas live on Jupiter, gazing down at mere mortals and their armchairs A fatal paper cut Tiptoe silently over the werewolves or a scary Mucinexman will secrete his toxins A sonic hammer, now isn’t that a trivial idea Spiderman cartoons have been moved to Wednesday afternoon and your mother is now a robot made of surgical tubing Motorcyclists lick the sweat off your brow and veil you in magnets For an unknown reason your compass seems to be malfunctioning Maine Sulliva

Socialism, Communism, Capitalism, Judaism, Marxism, Atheism, Nutrigrain Suit coat,Sports car, Phone case, Pornography Post Traumatic Stress Disorder,The Opening and closing of a door Honey and Oats, A masculine marker of mannequins made by my mother Pokeballs and Underwear,Sexual connotations,rape monologues an Dadaism fill my happy morning An edgy conversation turned distasteful by the excess of magenta. Filibuster, Ferrari, Pirate Metal,Syria, Firetruck, pile driver, Brekelbaum, an Heroin Cocaine, Rubber cement, C4, and piles upon piles of curls couriers carry the curious aroma of love as Cuba plays on the radio