Looking at the animosity that's on Earth and the criminality and the darkness and the wars, we are not really nice people. We are not a benevolent species in any way. We are killers. Because we are that way, you have to assume that life in the universe is that way. – Paul Verhoeven
sweet flinders jeezus this
is just effing cherry
cicadas from venus
juice leisurely vacuuming
my band-aid a
bug hunt afloat in frantic parkour
haptic governance of razor
contested physics of tampa
so don't dilly-dally with snapshots
florid how my steristrips
of law ve gone bauxite
or albums all s lost
black a
moonrock
they re bopping in on the crest
of scab say
some allium done
solar radiation s joust
paid to my thumb
denominator of look
the way they ve cleaved
under the wink
of aquamarine
together that grasshopper scene
a sedan chair of zinfandel
begets to a stabwound
for Days of Heaven
incursions are the uncastrated
britney spaniels
using peanuts in heat
of pain hang on
wait one alluvial moment
shells tossed pail after pail
are we rolling
bob
minute three-or-four-person canoes
begins Nashville
Skyline qua jovian
in cataract duet
that ferrous eye
a dobro s cold nickel
the downward thrust
stonefruit the xylophone
c notes of bleed
a chopper s rotor
my christmas cuticle
runnels icily and
at 70mm a frame
square unemployed mensch
kneed calisthenics of haunch
a playback s obverse
drain my insides
to out
a tryst of grapefruit in betadine
annexing skin and crop
rotation s begun
what in the name of birdsville
do they want?