Gravity in Pearls
by pat a physics

When the fires are oftener

kneel in the these matresses

because the mattress sneezed

the ketchup trees are imaginary

and you’re listening to jealous it

foundered under blue greens

space is very ripe with gravities

gravitational stone houses species

searching, constant grease gods

leaving rectangle movie whore

wheat bread bees.

Aren’t you angry?

Glee club broke into TV pieces

canned shit on a rooftop, please

lungs flush with creased seams

spotty steam fragments spout

from clinging cellular beam crags

teaming up with jesus-extreme

leaky, sporty, portly board cream

won’t be puncturing female quests

it treats us fine, un-peopled ait

tearing holes in mattress pearls,

oh, attractive pearls!

Swirling curves!