figurado

cheese if ,kknokers ,plate

crcrackked my doggy lap

wet with ccrushed mosquitos

- Mr. Clapper rules ! - the

wheeling fog passes from

my eyen - I wrote this

pan tostado es ccombroso

testicumento que te

exexplicó la nada ni la

nada - arroz y sapo -

shirtless in the breeze ~ ~ ~  ~   ~

feel

portanto por tentomado

lo que en la mmano mme

ddormía was yr ,ash o

ppulens ,the gritty

siezure of my ff fff

ffffork  )so my ffoggy

tturds scscowl in the

sssoup(  lightning or

lligghtning  )beans

fill yr shorts(  my too

th my huehueodontología

or ,your ffigured arms

rising toward the cicieling light

...use ,and vacancy...

trussed

embolate ,the rancid

door ,able to  .the r

riising was or if  ,tan

trick shadow next the

dumpster misty TtVv

in the wweeds ...yr a

ammbbullate ry etta

llubbmaa sack o  ))bb

ottles ‘n tturdds((  it’s

,the swoll thing my k

nee protrudes  .set

to ggigggle in the

laundry pile

...sooner swallowed...

- “Moose” Diployd

  

osteo

the lipless hammer speaks oh

dripping walls oh neck

shapeless like a sack of

grits something pounding

in the bathroom where

the door retreats in mist

your shoeless water yr

sliding skull bright with

g litter whwhere a slslee

pping ddog’s creased with

moss

.............................