I winged through the setting sun;
just a hot soar
of golden ruffled floating tramp,
ass parting blood on the loose.
I reached and stung the setting sun.
I spied the yellow in my shutter eyes,
head of rings of color.
Ashes layer like limp stone.
I fell.
I am the garbage
and the piss that glazes it
The world does not lie flat
I was hesitant to tell u
Everything unnoticed; good,
weve already slept through
Passed punishments stick true
No basket no brain
Surviving on the minutest water
in the remotest lands,
“enlightened” speech
is just cool sand
Lucifer and me
on the schoolbus
climbing the tree
being horny
therein weeping
Lucifer,
a little pink seed
ever waiting in the wings
AN OCEAN, BLACK
ALWAYS AWAITS