came over today
told me how was it
told me ’bout pregnant canvases
and showed me some ooh lala pics
scars of resurrection one long spine stitch
klonopin claw NAH zeh pam
had a sweet palladium smell to it
stolen radials lots of foxes
deflated serpents and a fist bumping alias

fully noted beside a cranberry cocktail
still nursing on this sense of place
and the oscar de la renta mold
sits idly by on the corner of
prospect and concho

street hockey and vodka on rye
hemingway’s winner take nothing
greasy sleeves and fried pygmies
latin know nots and thirsty myrtles
all I wanted from you is to remember
you know maybe perhaps an explanation

pa’s secret smile puffy cheeks c14h22n20
lithium carbonate four times daily
what’s yer policy on research
on editing on the dart away on business
and the end seems to be defined by
a couple of lines on a genial detonator

priceless……apollo…….constantine

what a concept
i’ve officially been slurped
stood up and choded
stunted via slinky straw
over there over here
no way
not in this lifetime
hello tippy hello top

you know
i don’t mean to make fun
well then don’t
she said

is that a wig
she came at me
and just inches away
said, their extensions
always turning on me
turning me on

cory, she said
as i cut up the coke for us
look at my tat
she was bent over
g-string and in full swing

i told her that
if she kept it up
that i was going to
fuck her before the night was over
collapsing into the night i ran
i ran so far away
i couldn’t control the
ramdom sexterity of it all
i couldn’t have her laughing at me
i couldn’t control my muscle dependency

i simply opened the door and left
cory, she said
and as i turned around

bye

i was bugs bunny that year
all i remember is a polaroid
long table lotsa people
me right in the middle

on the way there i was so happy
the black witches pot right on the corner
on the way to grammas house
ma wasn’t too happy
she was sad at gramma
i think gramma was sad at papa

i was cryin cowlick and all
maybe two and a red get-up
they’d sat me down in an antbed
the look on my face was of horror
and it’s one of my favorite pictures

coco shane the cat took a shit
in the corner and it stunk so bad
hands over noses furniture fibrosis
deb had long hair like my ma
she’s got teen twins college huntin
i mentioned stephen f. austin..denton

i was torturing mama i was so nocuous
she was on the phone and i
no matter how many times she said no
just kept pounding down this bottle fulla sugar

i’m fallin down that rabbit hole
goin back to the very start
one of papa’s friends handed me a joint
i was just a baby so innocuous

papa gave a me a deerbone knife
it was grampa’s and i lost it
i was sad with myself
sad bout papa
he said i’ll call ya right back buddy

while Im ripping your heart out
perusing through bad luck
out of time out of fuck
debug that dress
arms still intact
a beautiful emergency is where I want to be
under mountain and under stream
under stationary
undermined
out of sight
the under class besieged
their beastly enemy
their costly epitomies
their hound dog evictions
their poorly addictions
their happenstance afflictions
mixed with broken convictions
everyones taken up
taken down
black recesses
swing low sweet chariot
staying at the Mariott
business crass
reciting my vows
with a cross-eyed tongue-joy
having mass reaction prowls
come come now
stuffed deep inside the creatures jowls
natures fecal matter
pow wow howls
is this mass hi-fives
is this mass catholic tithes
copernicus calypso
high on the dypso
smokin broke dodo
high on the flipso
back flips in my dojo
black hipsopotomus beyonce
beyond and beyonder
beyonder lightning from thunder
bleeps from a blunder
daquiris from a blender
she sucks while I bender
shes tough while I tender
legal tender from a dollar to one-hunder
time with me is like a movie
time with me is safari
time with me sometimes rastafari
time with me takes time away from me
time with me takes time to get to know me
time with me takes astroidal confirmaries
away from everything inside me silly
away in a pod form a pilly
away from kemosabe hi-yo young philly
old and a bit chilly
old like willy nilly
old like wi-fi knee high
maniac leg-warmers
cropping the dust farmers
dust bowl economics
in silver age comics
hopping to and fro pharmacies
abraham! lincoln! town carpal tendencies
blow it off first geez
ease up on the pre
dems up on the rips
how fucking dare your ass, bitch whore fuck
lying like yer jungled jumbled up pretzeled
massacred raped hung like a noose noone knows
five minutes past noon past the cons past the pros
past the deadline the flat
the flapper seeks the hi-hat
heathcliff prefers the alley cat
a cruel summer deserves a pratfall
coming out always wet prioritizing sweat
fashionably latte hy-crop planters
come on i lean come on clap not for me
blacked out on white-out
its peaceful and sanctuary
its high-class
it’s functional converted like arse to ass
as many ties as a shoe string
as many ties republiking
more mine’s than i’s
more problems than try’s
more hypostrophe s
than hyperbole-esque
kush like a-grade
don’t get confused by the hi-grade
the bi parade
bemused with the slave trade
pyramid and conclave
substantial as a enclave
proper why not’s and behaves
joy button d,r,l,u button
downright up to your belly-button
squeeze tits milk blueberry muffin
how dare you gain access
how dare you gain weight none-the-less
how dare you
excess

you know that i’m in love and high enough from all the wait i inhaled your early morning tchaikovsky blues didoon didoon forgive me grief
way too early for a breakdown dress down drowning in it yer remote it’s alright you have enough skin in the pipedown don’t touch
i want shorter breath beginning to take rough hands stroke i adore
over bases strange faces faraway places gettin tchaikovsky fo free
it’s a new day let the grass be seen limbs be leaved what about me

yours unruly, stow lynn

p.s. prune your nights with who you are now

not unplug headphones from ears

in a room nothing less
white walls caulked and eery
knives guns rolling stone mags
time and nascar flexing so far
come and go heave and hoe

my skull is for rent
crying eyes need not apply
eyes down eyes right eyes fucked
2…3…4 small bag of crackers
2…3…4 narcoleptic up 2…3…4’s
recruit thrashed and rethrashed
hotter than a motherfucker
from m.c.r.d. to o.s….a.a.
in a room nothing less

when it doesn’t come to ya
think think and rethink
blink blink and close
r.e.m. a play with reactors
curtains up 2…3…4’s
start talking motherfucker
get up…act relax act relapse
flexing in a room nothing less
my room is nothing less ordinary
come to think of it so am I

2…3…4 pull up marathon
pull push hexagon oxygen gone gin
up 2…3…4 been awhile…hey min
it’s important that eyes stay fucked
I face facts and react while reading acts

You made me think awhile drink awhile
Bowled a 162..3..4 watching your eyes close
Shaking your head emphatically
Watching your eyes blink blink close

does he give it all up mistaken
does his plans change unmistakably
is it last call for a change
is his childhood ganged upon
by his newfound love of last calls

is his third storied
lounge compartment sunny
does he trip up
every drunken step funny

does he lay in the back
compartment windshield
eating sunny paintings
wishing to be drunk and funny

is his four million storied
sun dipswinging splitmouthed
knocked out on bubbly
wishing for blowjobs no money

does he spit out son of a bitch
underneath a picnic bench
does he take cartoon cot naps
is his mouth washed out with soap
does his parents believe him brown boots

has all the data
ran straight to
his fingers yonder aways
evil lurked behind every tree
every rotten fence post
every in between him and me
ponds
ceilings
microwaves

we got cherries
walking those fences
climbing those trees
we tore shit up
firecracked anthills
mailboxes and each other

our parents fought alot
us kids cried alot
incest and grandmother switches
we shot arrows over power lines
woody woodpeckers and oak trees
we shot out every single window
and light of an old dodge pickup
green i remember
a hell of a lashing
we didn’t know any better
we were evil and on crutches

we found marijuana in jewelry boxes
cocaine in bathroom drawers
we had pen drawings poisonedskin
those were the days
the freshest of counsels
we were staying alive
the damndest of parcels

we were miserable
sitting in cold steel chairs
uncomfortable unstable disabled
lacking all reality all memory
we’re all over him and me

we had a dirtbike friendship
we had telephone hangings
we had swat facing
you mad at me
i never meant to be
this way
evil on every level

his clock stopped
the secondhand is stuck
on the second before
secondhand clothes buttons missing
missing the first day of school
terrified
it’s about three kid miles
to the bus stop
has he thought of the consequence
has he reveille smiles
it’s hot as hell and
how often does he get a
summertime nightmare grip on death

he gives it all back
back to back me and him
mouth to mouth
bottle opener
back pocket hyperbole
back pocket of noone inparticular
just in case you figured me
to be a patient mentally

he figured on this
scientific terrific
heroic
rough
stoic

he donates organs
in c-minor while catching
sea serpents and death
he stares out his window
stares death inside out
deep dark blue clouds stormy

he’s feeling miserable
cause it’s coming down
like me outside
he’s disillusioned inside out
we spread our wings ashes
him and me

we wrestle demon gods
spread eagle lay
we both compromise
on the day of troubadours
we stand up and fall down
drunk and funny
we ran from each other
both straight rights unforgiving
rewritable rites
p
l
e
a
s
e

trite but living like a
lost control needed
beating and hurting
peace

the power must of shut off
cause i’m all over it
and while it never gets old
i guess you had to be there

standing-fist
c’est mon groove
tagged and snagged
in the big gulp creek

unbutton my trousers
don’t be such a drag
tell me stories a la good luck
watch me
skippety doo-da
through heaven-hooker
watch me
take another swig-promise
recognizant of a newborn
rollin around fever-stricken
with hillbilly mary
at a flea market dance

watching her watch me
in a bright dallas dream

a rooster howls
and the lights flicker to
we suddenly remember
but its way too late
now