Saturday, September 14, 2024

(9/14/2024)

 Packing for a Weekend Trip (9/14/2024)

soaking slofas slofa-ing slow and drilling

dialed into a mini-maximum mothball

balled up and drawled my tongue across the cross

standing near the highway, my way burning

holes in my tires, my feet beefing with beets,

her breath hairy on the door, opening at speech

hired for its ability to release grease, geese

back at my windshield, selling me diaries of

clams and barnacles, clacking on the stone mill,

snaking around the torso like a morbid mountain,

mouslins & voggins & skobbles & toppbles

around a round islet, around a round eyelash

around a round pirate, around a round musket

around a round triscuit, around a square muxwax

wild whisperings worth caramel candies worth shoving

a crown down the throat of a cannery

ponds made of cans and metal shavings

aluminized the ice, aluminized the grief and grost

grinding down a brake until the jig is up

grinding through my spine until I keep waking up

        CAN'T   AN'T    FL'AL'T PL/AS'O'MOS'IS

slip slap slivers silver Mr. Smithers, solid scissors

cut chilly chopping chucks of cheesebleef chuckled

ceased creased sneezed heaved the gold blank reef

bursting like a lemon teasing a napkin, no one was 

weed wacking, watching a sarcasm chasm out the canyon

    can it be a closed clork quark dander crandom?

simple scintillation, oscillations rolling over asphalt

roadkill milk --- quality eggs thrown into the bucket

and spilled for fabricated links of plastic sword hilts

shellac rubbing on my acne, my face grumbling lacking meat

blown glass blown black blown shad blown quack quack

cords of frolid frolics dold and dialaudid-dodic lauded

for humming hymnals beneath grim firm candle bells

handyman dumping out tanks of gel for show & tell

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