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Seen a Town, Squeaky Suitcase

That squeaky suitcase has seen a town or two, a weary, well-worn traveler accustomed to the roads and rows of all customs; this stuttery suitcase has strolled through a town or ten,

Billiards with Books

The rules are, you slide books across the tile, and knock ’em out the doors to score points on classics, but you lose if you hit out the baby books–why the baby books, who knows

don’t think leave the party don’t think hit the car seat pass out falling off me don’t think scarlet oversheet don’t think don’t think shrink shrink shrink ready blink mouth to sink don’t think don’t think if you wanna talk about it eat up my shame first lose a game to me first don’t thinkContinue reading “Loose Threads”

The Outlet is Crying

My window collects condensation where warm humidity meets winter’s display, but today the outlet on the wall also had droplets, around the socket– those eyes looked sad about something, so I started guessing: the seasonal blues an ache of some kind a premonition of a power-losing storm; or maybe it cried about how I couldn’tContinue reading “The Outlet is Crying”

Retribution Comes

There’s a storm in the fire, here, or is it just a cloud that cannot quench the desert’s thirst?

Dangerous with a Glue Gun

I’m dangerous with a glue gun comin’ for your money venom, decorate the chimney tops with button drops, okay ginger Tay– when they spoke of blood crying from the dust for vengeance they never said the blood would be ours, but my wounds under the peppermint moon knew you weren’t coming back with the biteContinue reading “Dangerous with a Glue Gun”

Alphabet Stewp

Allazia ate my allergy Beatrice bit my bee Carlos cut clean cells and I learnt my abc’s like an xqz: a for apple and ape c for copper cents k for knee and s for snake plus is but you already knew this I mean uu olredee noo qis and yeah we have spare lettersContinue reading “Alphabet Stewp”

Metaphor for Brain

Welcome to your mystery manor, when you open the doors you’ll find the place burning, monkeys dancing in the rafters, cheering on the rats revving up a hallway road race– we keep the hardwood floors wet so they don’t char and as a bonus it makes the rats in go-karts slide and spin, perfect forContinue reading “Metaphor for Brain”

All that’s bitter is gold

We’re burning a new plate of bread for your bitter taste buds to enjoy, but wait, make sure you follow our strange customs–don’t eat

Battle of the Blockade

Set aside your trepidation and fight with this generation, sharpen your blade to steal veneration by clean crusade, yet quick defeat leads to heady retreat to arm stations in the city’s blockade– no two-edged sword cuts backward in an expert’s hands but shame slays cities asunder– so give your final standing warrior most divine oblations,Continue reading “Battle of the Blockade”