Unfrostbit morass

 Near wilderness flew off, 

A thousand crows over a million leaves, dropped overnight 

By la nina express. Bum yuppie dogheads, adios.

Your duralog is neither

But ultramagacancer.

Near a wild, the trees drop their vulnerable.

Selves. Each leaf 

Found/lost u frostbitten. 

Self published morass.

11-17-22

SE pdx

sonnet 131

we Art barbaric, as primal be in Art's animal glow
as them whose lustre, fetching, makes them snotty 

for you who drool upon the rack, like goats at mow,
you are but canvas, unprimed, for forms pure naughty. 

some richer lads cheer a face that scans more than smiles;
to say they're full of shit i'd rather do a hiss, 

tho i print it in a fluid, bobbing in an ink beguiles
a yellow pungent flower, born of herself: porn to kiss. 

we can be sure, entranced with boobjob perk
to overlook the bruises, from slinging around the pole, 

slapping assmeat for attention, not subtle work
we brute laborers are the first to cajole: 

     yer dance 

 art white, save in thy bleeds
     &in this plunder, what you call pArticipation, exceeds.

Stole ass gravy

Lesser of potusevils, 

           scrutiny hyperbole

      Joe jan6   

 bpack kit traitor-de-electors

          (I take that case, gulp

   Cuz, There nada ok 

                      about the GOP

 Gulp       a glacier 

            went bye bye  

        As the unfranchised

      hit their limit loss 

In the meat aisle, hard

Too many wrongheads  

             in power 

Makes evolution slowa  

Why'd I have to 

             presplain 

America is a problem 

Unfixing intellect, 

         driven past brain 

Conservatives high  

             a mess inflames 

 get a lawyer 

Get a thou you crooks 

           dodge the dodgy books 

       Just Two marine plenty

For the proudboy army  

Do find a pardon,

       under the tray 

         Cell block DJT 

Plenty of soap 

  B  so wash that money 

Laundering phones 

             is clinkbithoney  

How secret is service 

     with a noose on their belt 

        & hung pence  

                         on their m.felt 

  

          Nada ok about 

     our GOP

They dug up 

Geronimo's skull 

       from the deepbluesea 

It smelled like mcu/DC 

          Great for the anti-we'economy  

     Don't got a lead,

           leader, not my

 hatch

Don't got a Don 

      dim nope, not once catch 

All the sea shells  

        sold in Seychelles 

     bornNot a pearl 

       off the 6 floord

 reveal 

               Panama Caymans  

Delawared red flags 

Up their rose 

a thornflush (typical 

            hags 

          Only not for towers, 

virgins in jets 

Just a few 

         intern sublets 

Nada okay 

about the DNC,

            reading up close infamy  mo smell 

               Kinda the same 

         as our GOP. 

               & It reeks,. 

           stole ass gravy.