Dec 14'

Gums

Moisturize til' my skin falls off with a bathtub stopper
My Grandfather clock in the corner, a look
That I've never seen before
Give him a talk

Glue me to shreds
Gum in your hair

Overbored, I'm overbored

Glue me to shreds
Gum in your hair

My name is Mood?

What kind of mood are you in?
Are you wanting me to get thinner than a rake in a bin
By the skin of your tongue on a lens
More bitter than a rug on a fence
Just a Rugrat with thumbtacks and Ajax of sin

Arm and Hammer yields impurity
Built the slammer with filtered Jesus stock-nudity
The camera is shyer than I’m duty-free

What do you mean when you say, Mr. Clean?

I hope to make the collective forever new to me
Hear you started from the bottom writing auto-eulogies

Go

Figured these words dark matter

Order over everything,
Bounce like a check

Cell in space

Roadrunning savannas

Images charge, change with childish concentration

Life has its way with you,

Like Gabriel when he slipped off his wedding ring like police flip sirens at an intersection

Figured these words,
Worlds collided, a slice sparked the clouds like summer

I'm a fucking rock-star
A soft spot to fly far

A letter-head maybe better read
Gold-plated hummer tests of residence

Naked eyes wide open buildings rise like address
No code

Valueless is property, so let it be

Go

City of Sea


The City of sea meant that it reflected glossy
Elevator rusty in the tunnel that scrapes the sky
The sun stroked the rooftop as it fought relentless ice
While some upholstered up above with buttons and velvet
From the great canopy fruit hung by spider web, misty in the wings

Trailing deals on unhinged tracks
Ready the troops for purchase
Fell like stones off the drawbridge
Twins, the storm-eye did

Lines in the dark, Letterhead

The bloody sunset oily lake like a painting

Zebra-hammock religion...
Souls get tired destroying Mars with a killer fist