<ur so pretty it makes me sick> tank girl
she speaks in mustard crusts tinny
a beer can punted across a highway
sandstained tube sock strappy hungover
the shoulder boulder holder (targeted)
yellow plastic braids attached
to dusty bowler
(cult classic ultraviolence /// reference)
apocalyptic luxury cultivated w/
flamboyant maniacal generosity
single grain revelations amongst an ocean
of sand hotblonde dishwater
rooted at fluorescent random magenta
maintained + ignored rolling across
missile tits the fucking coolest
her own elegant mechanic instincts
flourishing muted horn domesticity
sexywar battered deeply anachronistic icon
(of the world i wanted to resist in)
growing up is modern dissertation waltzed
across aches of traumaspit + rigorously mulling the
spicy pretties w/ plaid waists +
feathered boleros
(she shared breath w/ Bowie)
while trying to find my own teddy on a stick
+ scoop my pelvis forward to lengthen my spine
(too tall)
her winged-quirky hive lightup giggle
wandered thru time past the decrepit mansion
crushing sadness // sweet love /// devastating loss
(stop memory stop)
swiveling in roasted curiosity + eternal
effervescence
mistaking kindness for weakness
is something only done once
when a loaded boltgun is pressed
to any manner of cheek
<a little ingenuity> mcgyver
without thinking
unbend it
demand in or w/ merit (but still)
ankle deep in cocktailnapkin napalm
i fiddle w/ the gentle promise of
familiar demolition
blackedout eagle spotting
why is it always the humble + miraculous
(if temporary) that crave the frosty
geometry of buzzing planes
the remarkable luxury of spontaneity
is reserved for those crafty + aggerate
bird of prey types
i remain antecedent (to myself)
wires melting (physics the real hero)
an entranced curator
coughs up silver paperclips in whipped tufts
brutal texture opening new possibilities
(undulating mylar tease)
working in tandem
copper droplets liquify
+ the resulting spyrographic forms
release the grip + soothe the concentric nerve
guide my neck back to center
slicing playfulness w/ the fierce style
of burning books in a dusty field
<hold me> edward scissorhands
waist deep bouffant
pastel silver + weightless
mid-career estheticians (hi, mom)
lush + groovy topiary existence
slender + cold
blades haunting the profound
he was my grandfather how
all kindly old men are related to me
// by blood or sadness or diner food
raspy // honey soaked private
affirmation rolling posey pink
like a lovers moisture down my throat
in conjunction w/
slinky blonde devotee snow spiral
inimitable or deeply romantic
cold nostalgia gently floating
down to earth potential
sliced like overgrown fringe
honor the ancient magic
w/ vibrant organ or
devilish hedge trimmed /// in velvet
seminal collection of signature
beehives stark + impersonal pastel
electric against plasticized suburbs
not bad just
weird
(is there a difference?)
polished alternative
in laminated metallic or thick tubes
weighty regrets
worn as a reminder
of how nostalgia ages as memory soaks my tongue
Alien Buddha Press 