You remember me, the chair

You will not get anything in return

And I had better get used to that

If I am not already

Then this has surely been a painful journay

An observation (besides that some people are pricks):

I forgot



My back pain my wall make a good couple

Standing collinear straight and tall

In wincing grimace the candy of the nerves gums up the plumbing

And my sinuses agree

Without filigree this machine, delicate in robustness, nests the dreams of the day

At night I sweat and heave and the weather outside churns

In my mind, all is at peace, but the raucous charm

And hurning and yearning bitter but lofty


Well taken parse in my eyes switches receptors to cis/trans

Photo lock and gadget for focal clarity systemica

World can undo might but narry a little gander won’t halt

And STUPID it is over the net through the tumble

Whereabouts unknown but in there somewhere

I skip along the row down the placid fools around me


We beat but not to drumfolk or skip-shine but another lofty ideal

Smear me dandy, smear me like the mother who never knew her son

Whistling soft piercing allthrough murder’s tunnel

Height be wincing conjoin altogether

Height be wincing conjoin altogether now


Spritz and down

Caveat for

Caveat within

Spill unknown liquids

Dawn haven fever

Lift lift lift lift lift