I. Hotel lobby
the saddest story ever told
cranberry vodkas
days of eating around the mold
II. “you need to adjust the brightness of your life”
I saw those shapes
I burnt the moon
smoked the rubble
went through the hoops
flaming sabbath, I have been duped
III. Sugarfree Fanta
stumble drunk
platonic sex
with
a phantom
chatter stayed indistinct
quiet enough to let me think
foamed filled gasps
across the balcony
send and receive
BLANK
falconry
III. Dirt church
when hurt lurks
surround it all
you can’t shake off the earth’s shirt
piss-stained mattresses
coke nosed actresses
unknown pink pillar
engraved naked idol
piles
centerpiece
IIII. Sunken swollen Hitler eyes
martial law
insecticide
these fascists
men and women should feel compelled
like
cleavers through cabbage
leaving their headstones
damaged
IIIII. Twelve chalices deep
filibuster flying hound funeral
black crane spread wing
beneath electronic sky
neosabbath
militant witch
march off to war
boiler room orgy
populate the wasteland
ocd divine stampede
IIIIII. Flaming roofs keep that black pump vessel edged
hinder none
pass through all
to the damp chainmail, they pledged
accelerate
traverse on through
pulse and grind
mortars hidden in plain sight
epileptic rhythms
no more ties
black and gold sun burning anorectic cow
the dark men’s guide
and sailor’s pass
razor’s edge reflects a light
goat lit torch
hoards of force
feel the pavement caving
sharp saw synth sound searing ears
IIIIIII. Wonder wonder wonder rush
sign up to receive
rubber
rubber
rubber eyes