repatriated
by grey strata of subways—
terminal postcard
rotting in ozone
chrysalis—sun stuttering
in all-night purple
cafeterias—
smell of cobra jazz covered
in iron heart of
goof ball sleep—rasp of
green slimy iridescent
shit rubbing on flesh
somewhere in the cold
mouth of heavy knife time—boy
torch moving, rusty
lamp, tongue terms—round disk
of morphine, script gristle in
rooming house bathtub—
shrinking bread over
lagoon of old saliva—
village of built racks
obsidian pink
of the fish city—spectral
palaces of cold
blue fluid heavy
as word dust stacked like lust in
shuttered silence—we
came out of the mud
in blue image forever
trailing patterns of
demagnetized glooms
from carnival rooms splintered
in rotting orgasm—
we all live in the
fish city—dead postcard of
a place forgotten—
muttering burlap
music, addicts waiting in
the vines—blue addicts
in the attic of
crystal birdcalls—the city
from when we had names
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My veins are pure flame . . .
Crackling blue sparks in a world
of deep pleasure need
***************
Conformity is
a virus . . . Catch it and you’ll
be dead in two weeks
***************
Happiness is a
sputtering parasitic
sewer tadpole dream
***************
Innumerable
machine gods are killing all
human consciousness
***************
A shooting spree is
the only possible way
to implement change
***************
Be arbitrary . . .
Your mind is a byproduct
of hope addiction
***************
I tend to regard
love with a special horror
like malaria
***************
The intestine mind
is hungry for ultimate
creative control
***************
Nothing exists till
a functioning paranoid
is observing it
***************
The architects
of political illness need
smallpox exposure
***************
My preconscious guts
are compulsively shitting
on Western knowledge
***************
Word hustlers are a
raw intoxicant like old
deviant flowers
***************
Most of the trouble
in this world has been caused by
cats from outer space
***************
In the Western Lands
intellectuals live on
biologic filth
***************
Nonviolence is
never the answer for a
religious asshole
***************
A legislator
is the face of total need . . .
Never give succor
***************
Anything that can
be done chemically should
by all means be done
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