falafel waffle and a lawful novel grovel

casks empty, hearts floating towards betrothal
bled out in a cider cellar converted to a brothel
compassion and despair make for fine offal
even if the brittle bones of love smell something awful

psychiatric evacuation

"mothballs in a closet

food grime in a sink drain

spiders on your crawling face

death sentence fragments

disrupting the brain's tendency

to build webs, so I read your mind

only I don't exist, I'm merely hypothetical

surrounded by the composite sketch

of a hive mind

collectively unconscious

the worst thought, that eternity

is strictly hypothetical as well

and I, no you, no

this is all so misleading

and Molly Died Missing Anything

familiar

damp. disgusting. as much as she

wished also to forget"

sometimes I am appreciated

and it is at those times I am most suspicious

paranoid, insecure, loved

loved

sometimes I am loved and I am most skeptical

standing on babies to save myself from flames

begging for your giblets

generally not giving a fuck

but asking for one

life without music

precious reality
beauty and cruelty
grapes and leaves
it's all behind
sweet avenues of stardust
cling to smoke
before my eyes
undulate in unblinking chorus
no loneliness
precocious
real-
politik

lunatic fringe
benefits

inferior interior

find myself
staring into hammer
lost in mirror
cracked
open
spilling dead
art over
dead art
crusty and peeling
breaks off at touch
dry again
on my tongue
hands
and brain
bits of my body
draped in tatters
on escritoire
or escape-
hatched in shards
wond'ring
if I were a blizzard
would snow also bleed