When y'all see me on the street, buy me a beer.

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people breeding everywhere
party for the perpetual race
nature takes over
programmed response
you had better keep your spawn
out of my firing line

you must break glass
to open my jawline
remove wisdom teeth
with destroyed hands
and place them securely
into my pulmonary
according to my future self
and then suddenly it becomes apparent
a white wolf with a British accent
speaking familial
she cuts with her words
always the talking
same voice behind me
there is none but a foreign tongue
I speak the same language as no one.

cold killer firm handshake
old friends spit venom
the Phoenician watching
day 911 rainbow
temple within the ghetto
i know the way home
ain't easy

terrible black insects creep through Ronald McDonald's red afro, beer on his breath, crippled crackheads grab for my crotch, clouds burst with awful light, the air is electric, the winds possess, brakes skreeeeech, the clowns dance in the bullet-strewn streets, the roots and vines grow over concrete, the paint peels beautifully, oil mixes with water, the sunrise is a sword through my heart, in this corner, the pain has an aroma, cosmic signs and molecular portents, the contents of my mind seep out into the air when my eyes aren't shut, each moment
I wake up

mushroom cloud pistola
the tale of the very last laugh track on earth

spherical brain
circular logic

peering beneath the loveseat
hiding from homely mirrors
wearing a cape and plastic face
I'm told my father was a track runner

maybe I could be a cat burgler...

I am building a beautiful machine
from the ground
down
in which no
one
component
knows which part it will play
until the
whole of the machine
is seen
which will never be seen

The absence of a beat
A heartbeat
Any sort of warmth
or energy
methadone and habanero
cheddar cheese and peanut butter
slow death in the
centre
of the park
of the gallery
of the planetarium
the abstract act of measuring
space, distance, and stasis
of self