Grist mill lithographs embonpoints faking the fat
"like a diet" I saw you dreaming just like me
Can you come into my room for a moment
Don't worry I won't bite I want to
enhance your appearance enliven your
chance of disappearance as if this were
as complex as a Gaussian process
blinking with full attention Yes I feel v. silly
It may seem posh enough Anonymity of grey
must come with a domain for aerobic digesting of white
like a district court's analysis about how a pig
turns into a pig (not pink) Originality is originless
Sleet before the harsh snow now is tomorrow
because someone ahead of time is trimming
away "the" clock There's nothing left
to photograph Too many clavicles much
of the same subjectory a cut copy paste
re-arrange borrow
Every camera-eye
should
have the glow
of Tapetum lucidum
The pictures of the winds
I bit my tongue Nosferatu moaned
notwithstanding with cheeks distended
Richard Strauss melodies in my airy allegro
tonight Tehran is pushing Hizballah hard
to attack Israel
Oddly enough (or a routine passes my life)
what of the dire to puncture a hair dryer
What of
to push me hard to tear me into layered strips
like a wax museum sculpture holding back laughter
Oval light illuminating the ceiling (in a funk
I searched for Horror Monster trading card #45
for my uncle (unfound
The calender lacks character (rages
Daily life my life reflecting its Privilege
The windows seem to be echoing tempers
of Yeatsian echoes I respond like a Grand Pianist
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