in the grey.
another embedded cigarette.
investigator fatigues plop the non-verbal
between filthy sheets. fly punches authority
square in the jaw.
your wondrous smiles the year in my direction.
rusted eyes limbo a blonde hat
just to foul the public washroom's mourning.
not impressing the nubian long wearing radiation ears.
epic next to chafed clicks. more hits than Muhammad Ali's crooked smile
all for a good cause to stop like a robot has the hang of it.
hips and lungs quiver at its waking.
clouds of ecstasy caress your brain and always speak better for themselves.
a yellow formaldehyde does it for me everytime I think
about glory sopped from forgotten Beatniks. dialed memories of white
poison fed my abortion out of the mix forever.
the sky never dances in politics. droll bicycles lounge in the hypotenuse.
is everything now?