schmaltz waltz

the love and the sadness did a dance tonight
there weren't no music didn't break out in fights

thoughts most precious, cast before swine
logged by foes, rest by a pint of white whine

why o why are our heads so thick?
with guts of feelings spanglin' the dick?

why o why is my folks so dumb?
sweetsour intricacies of coming undone.

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my friends are perfect i think that they know
the world is pure butter 2% yellow snow

my heartache is contagious and mostly benign
just suture my memory on some dotted line

a guy stabs his heart in writing a song
to find the mercy of wanderin' on

what in the guts make a tidal pool
with crabs and jellies tangled kites in word spools

the sadness and the loved duked it out all night
there ain't no grammar in the language of slights

chimera avenue

i do on the other hand respect the meat-n-taters mountains,
ocean stirrings of infinity, creek trickle hollers
to the mantis

desert chimeras emerge
from sandstone
to show forgetless images that have etched
walrus hearts out of walnuts,

turned tramps to amps of power
keeping the whitehose afire
with the same yougurt ghandi ate
with the same crackers jesus snipped off his fingertips
with the same smarmy dips with rapid presponse

eyes go blare about the perm/rim/meter,
stare into my shadows in detour
toward least music's actualization in resonated physical strings

touched in and of space: really,
touched, in, and of, space

stylized amen shower

eggroll wrappers embedded with brass
are sufficient tarnish to blemish the least squeamish flemish

tradenoshow impostors. so why did they moor
the poor by the shore with guards asnore

married to the crass blast of newjazzrepast
delivered fresh impressed upon the sillyunder

with styleeyzed splenddour
stye lionized amen shower

how news travels haiku

heavy lady walks
delivering newspaper....
good circulation

promo promise

fabled tomorrow, stuck in her shell of glamour and harpie-lotion
beats furiously at the gossamer teflon -batting protecting the wicked

with less gumption than that of a baby cracking a farty smile,
illustrious in ability to smooth, sooth, and sell rainforests for slabs of christ

the over-promised bombasstick next world i keep hear speak of
deigns to poster itself into a promo appearance

whiff wife and all.
instead of merely retreating witch is the quickest anomaly to ticktivate.

forsooth the wishlesstooth is pulled not thrice but rather dislodged on
implosive advice to succumb on the hikers downstream thumb



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dig in they heels
and peck madly at the shell, hiding the pea, the sun of gold

flabulous misattendance at festive full of no sales

festive----- full of no sales. neither were ales to my avail.
rather elected a quayle to enumerate bleak bails.

masted miser
no wonder you sit in harbor, loitered upon the embarcadero of didn't go

for the show bout fer the fullmind blow.
pensive pirates yo-ho at the flabulous misattendunce.

we create our own hours of misery by the link,
clinked by shank and musty rank

to a dock more of a crock'o dials that wind up bread(
fer the dead: steeping relative in a harbor

of absolute hirsute cute with a side whammy to boot.
lest thee misremember the shredded vendors of

a no sales fleeceing, recall a million person prediction
and the lone shopper mauled by minions of miniaires

the inside sky

the inside sky
is a skeleton
of the away of being

rusty wipers basically salute the rain which mocks them
dabbed at by field rodents
a love nest for the cycle of sun cutting iron thru the grass

taking the elements back
iota by seasonal quaff

what part of eat my fiber doesn't time
standunder capiche???