flowchart

disintegrates the sot lake

flame’s runny hose your

greasy fog face your

lurk and heap next the

abbatoir  )sock fury(  ch

ew chew yr opinionated g

ash your dial tone’s b

low number ,devotion to

that abdominal hash

lake’s wavering junk

mail just swallow the

limp garbage towel  .vib

ration in the meat m

orn ,atmospheric bifocals

on the feet storm’s in

ner cloud gate  ,“ham

lurking” in the Amazon

where yr glass nose’s

polluted itches it’s a rit

ual itch its it ch it s i tch

With autodidactic mastications

from 3 poems by Reed Altemus