Friday, 22 May 2009

it is your sky


black train koo i go to sleep and thump your text

if this moon doesnt have a left toe, the toe is greedy


meow to moses, the snow was black and gold


dust my anguish


fire my nylon with a thump of a rock star


emo is run by the govt. of fire

sit on my coat, my ankle is

cheating


bird, rich red; mosquitos cut the red


pirana, do this; pirana xmas fish curve


u want to whiten your money


wear a black nailed koala


your dad and the trees, follow the sargeant


here is my dust

my people and children

lost children

beat the steering wheel

of the machine here


bacon, blue nails, u were blue?


u thought a crawlspace should do?


stretch your ankle bag


my name tags


keys in my purse

my lost meow


the baby is lost and bubble-punk


black rain platitudes in my crawlspace


the grave of somebody


i learned how to punch

i found your moon

your dollars

i beat the keyhole

of your church


hunger we can boil


your insatiability


follow the money


i am the dust, the fire, the air


your country meows


u are running, maria

and it is your sky


tomb red, red, provide all the rain


he heard the cry of a bird in the moon


my left toe is your crawlspace


she and a thump

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