Avec Laudenum Bum
Slept around the clock,
a dirty sermon
you masked within
a mangled piece of book
It hooked like a flock
Felt dirty abstract
like a nude bank
tipping curse jars
Derivative pearl,
fantastic poke
You fantasized as,
willing participant
In turning the dew,
Sideways, pewter
Brained sloop to
travel true blue sway
When the farm talked,
pharmacy trapped
Stapled to free pain
Less than a dead slap
When insect sawed skin
a pin invisible, privy to
pre-nausea, flawed
in inciting excitement,
not excrement until
You worked away will
Grilled and granite
A hard chin, glass harm
a horn called hymn
Starred-up sun drug
Pawed for rain’s endgame
Stayed sleeping in
soothing blue fancy
Base is free, straw
Spiral bible black
Bic’d by the bratty
to bring packs to
broken sermon sleaze
A sliding tease
Peaking a hide
Away from hollow
Baked sermon, going
back to sun sleepy head
Posted Nov 27, 2019, 9:32 PM UTC