Cock your head to the right
Powder blue; crystal white
If the shoe fits – take it off
Dead man, get a life
Candle-lit blurry eyes
This fickle Popsicle
Drippin’ icicle
Background:
Sisqó’s “Thong Song”
Long gone; long time no see
The cool breeze flees
These trees shakes keys
Chain-linked to the cages
We were on that hiss
Sparkle-flick; snowman piss
This shit be the bees knees
Like licking honey
Off our finger tips
Are we there?
Majolica ware; wine lees glaze
Goddamn mattress
Feels like I haven’t slept for days
Hymns hummed over distant called
Microfilm, disco balls
Some Saturn
Microfiber, mandolin
Niagara Falls
Room spinnin’
Red colors
No matador winnin’
Doormat read, “Ouch,”
Dormant on the couch
Sprouting spring
Winterized howl
Spouting obscene things
To Jack Frost
In the backyard
Noose tied
Holiday oak
Green moss
Montana
Lymph nodes swellin’
Not tellin’
Frost-bitten
I’ve never written
Any words compelling
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