hat disease

en trance id ,the t

iny liddle pointy head

...imbal ance ,whiff le

leg ,cow falls the ,thick

tongue’s paint I clobbered

,cobbled, cucoupled in the

green sugared lake’s dead

bugs the hat I fill ,was

the dengue book I

wrote I w rote a head the

laundry burning on the

r    o    o    f

a sleep the curdled race

 

vacate

toot shur t em

pid insectívoro mi

cu ate stord the sh

ape lungo ,lingo lathe

red on the wilting

wa//  scrimmed the

doubt watt’s b

ugging you such g

as me friend  .t

old yr wh istle scri

vner torld the f

iles shimmering in

their h eat

wallets on the beach

 

ch

the  fe ste red n

âme de pierre verte

alchihuitl schaking

in the boiling sky s

oup - nails ┴ and ¡

r ings - the storm the

sauce the gristle wh

ere yr float sh

ould be

ip

du s

,***bee wall ,mate leak ,t

ame ,shorter ,fan belt

dissolution where yr sha

dow crawls that buzzing

in yr nostril w)ear the

bloo(m ister affles

off the sticky floor

.cheese node the ,pile

where the grunting tomb

pre vails

  

¿

did I foot meal the

hacking fog did I seep

shoe the stunned link

sausage did I drip and

haul did I felt s

nore did I hash the

scowling loot did I fo

am pill did I chew the

scuttled leg did I

ammo dream did I

sock swallow off the

sooty shore boiled with

plastic bags and condoms

?