I'm not procrastinating. not me.


cardiac seams[so pine these damsel hearts] and through the eye of a needle they break. for pitythe mutilated lace; drag on, you indulgent confessionscardiac seams
drag on, you vigilant shame there is blood (between my fingers) and flames (in the window) whisper bitterly in my ear and then shall the thimbles prevail.


expiration date included.to drop a day why carry it [in brittle hands] it is pregnant and cranky and craving a watermelon ripe with dish water jetsam and flotsam and lipstick [and bottlecaps]expiration date included.
who would carry a day when it can slip (only just) slip through your fingers like
moldy lotion
and pool on the floor in gratuitous clumps and it is stagnant and it is putrid and perhaps that is why we cannot carry the day for it rots.


whiplashunderneath the rails and steel and thunder swatches of fabric dyedwhiplash
ruby red drifting drifting kiss the frayed rope sleeping on the wind a sooty cape to fathom I lie this aint no melodrama the hero missed the train.


sensical non.skip skopsensical non.
twinkle fly over the moon under the wry est mount of tacks [tick, clock] hand of metal, slow ly (under the sheets safe for short or is it support?) time to resuscitate
[cortical electrodes] so it wont die twinge till you break an arm, a sling a battle ring we fight into
the night.
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