Fresco lightscore

tortured greystone , pockmarked granola
The grease of a millinea
Sandblown scar tissue of ancient scarabs
Filled with peanut butter

Pairs of watered pansies
Standing guard
Never realeased tissues branded with wheat based love
Keyboards plucking sound as
A ghastly tuned beam of  light
Measures the space between the
Teddy bears ears

Make haste, screams the mute lizards of the Sahara
Desert pie dessert heat it
Whomps the sky beaver
The time lost is never
A senselessness  subscriber of
Failed holograms
Beat  space beat space beat
Time differs to each persons peach cobbler
Eat well eat full
Worn down shoes made of
Used candy wrappers
Carried by pigeons
Through the navel
Of  a pig
Hear the qualms
Desire pestilence
Leave the crowded streets
Duck

Once a bun
Never a pepper
Through the wet light all shall see
The grace of Jimmie paper clip and wicker mall hall
Pterodactyls grace the placemat of jazz infused hollows
Great splat of booze sippysaucers grip the wheel, and yet
The tomcat spins

i saw something....

mom

dad

i'm afraid of the light

(why?)

i don't know exactly

(does it hurt your eyes?)

no...

(well, is it too bright?)

well...

i saw something the other day

(what was it?)

at first i thought it was 

animals fighting in the house

(oh! was it the dogs?)

no...

then i thought it was people fighting

...in your room....

(was someone in our room?)

yes

(who?) 

both of you.

you were screaming and thrashing about

(oh!)

i couldn't tell at first

you were biting each other and.....

(oh baby, you caught us fucking! sorry you had to see that, oh man I remember seeing my parents doing the horizontal boogie , ugh. flesh slapping together so hard and quick, the heavy labored breathing, the words coming out of their throats. the places things were going..... )

Rice Blisters

closing in

fading out

rancid spit

painful gout

rice, rice, rice

blistering maggots of decay follow you like an eveil aura 

melancholy tears

slide slowly

illusions of time

illusions of caring

welcome unto me

for i am who they wish to be

i would be the mega-ultra-super-overlord

of the rice

True Pudding

alligators swim in the sewers 

like 'squatch  drinking coffee in my favorite diner.

most people call him phil.

seldom are days when he decides he's had 

enough of the pudding served there 

for it is truly legendary

glimmering in the case as the jewel it is

on a slow spin

so that you can see it from every angle

the diner only serves the one flavor 

there is no need for another

perfection has been achieved

Follow the Leader

born into the world of winners

i travel the highways

never needing to look left or right.

i do though from time to time.

the things i see are incredulous to me.

everything taking a breath 

to see what my next move will be.

will i do as so many of my brothers and sisters have done 

will i surge headlong 

power jumping over the edge

be it waterfall, cliff, or high hill

i am unique 

say i

 i am 

lemming...

Quote #347

like the weakened ram

rancid is the king who says bah.