throw heartpoppy over rockefellian machiavellianism

you macho fuck why do you salivate over the cost of your sweat

trade in lipstick infested kisses and barbarous butchorous bites on your neck

stand in the might and awe of a life sized hawk inside your foyer

it is a visitation to rid you of all your infestations

to throw you in lipstick pool

enjoy it and don't count the kittens

that hawk didn't take any

she was just there to appreciate you and protect you

you were told what you gathered

Smile in there

Cherry fucker

You sure have a long way to go

You sure will dance in Ibiza

You sure will rub rosaries on silent roads

You sure will be protected from what you fear

Your rubbed rosaries will testify

You sure will live

You will also shout victorious on that podium you didn't desire but was always yours

You sure will not starve

I have written to God for you

He responded that why don't you write yourself

I told him you're sad

He said that makes the three of us

So go ahead

Plant that seed on what is now barren

Fuck this wisdom

Just get up and go out

Your steps have long been awaited

he pricked rainbow colored balloons

with no chancery to destiny

rudderless traveler traveling on with

no answers

his existence is a day dwelling into night

and night dwelling into day

he isnt keeping count

nor is anyone keeping his

his many a thousand day

will either be a prophetic journal

or stoners fiction

for it is the sclerotic edifice

of clockwise biological intimidation

churning the inscription on

each sleepers tombstone

those lying beneath bare grass

have been laid to rest

retreating to the familiar is a poetic familiarity

to shores

to coastlines

deadends

dark streets or cuts about town only familiar to you

nooky shelter shops

mirror seems familiar too

i see yourself there

my image was once there beautiful

now spavined and sclerotic

i see yourself there

that once pumpy red showboy is conscious

conscious of cosmetic debauchery worded at his expense

his antipathies tattered

she said i was nice

i smelled like spicy black pepper

looked like hardened out wood

i believed her

then she said i smelled like drenched liver

looked like music on death

poof she mixed that with sounded

after these cyclic chants done undone

she had unfamiliarised the familiar

and yet failed to familiarise the unfamiliar

after her lippy pungent possession of him

theres no him either

i found gold in my brothers pregnancy

his tummy sniffed gold and liquor

i swimmed in liquor and sold gold

me the untimely goldsmith

i purchased paradise and dated angels

i created a sky of my own

devil pushed me back to this world

i traded fire and stocks

chisled fortunes and summersalted in riga

my summersalts remanded me back to paradise

having seem both here and there

i chose to sacrifice here for my dobermans afterlife

i live through that litter of his guiding blind soldiers

you may enter my once fortress to kill the already killed me

it is open for all and none

but noone will be caricatured to nothing there

for nothing is an illusion and so is everything

bamboo and opaque currents

my feet muddy in snow

ash amidst empty maraschino

i dream of purr in blankets

to think of mount fuji aint necessary

this plateau could also be a summit

i owe you myself

you buffed up teddy who lived for all

today when i remember you

to be honest i dont think i am anymore

it took years to be here

it will take years to be where you were

but trust me even if i defied and defied and defied

i did so because i didnt know who i was

now i know

i am you and i will always be you

and now i must also walk on salt

in these tiresome shoes and the wisdom of dormancy-

felines and plundered dreams -

all surround the elixir of forgotten and tomorrow some

fortitudes in musky waters -

sanguine little bird whirling

around lesions silled in

red bricks

standing in oblivion

to krakatoa and orlando

exits and brexits

bullets and rowdy

orbits that sanity cuttles upon