I woke..
from the inside of another flicker vision night scape
a little coincidental rape innuendo still stuck deep
like a chunk of steak in a fat-fuck’s throat
oh father…
who inserted your corpse in mother in such a way
and why is the monster head laughing from my shoulder
is your god so vainglorious as well as vague
sketchy sketches,
and catching caches of bulging eye sockets
empty pocket and idle hands sculpting whoredom wishes
I pray for wounds so deep love will never be a question
precision entanglement, strangled answers within
without windows into windows
injections between creaking gates
hearts which lament for healing
souls left out for clinical inspection,
so ripe for the stealing
lips swollen and peeling
bobble-heads spinning on axis
bloody axes with dank sweaty handles
names given under ulterior motive
trains bearing down on the naked forms of the willing
oaths of devotion or retribution
reason for trudging onward
blind goat resolution
constitution…
I woke within my footsteps
I awoke within my footlessness
scoring the lunacy
with bloody stump suction sounds beneath the mud
a marching band mayhem melody
drowning out the death of intentions
covering over multicolored excrement trails,
behind cat-swish tails
where does this day and nightmare end
another helping from the skin heap
another visit to the reaping gauntlet
towers above the suffocating afterbirth/rebirth
…there may be a light,
but I assure you it’s to dark to see

it’s just pretty streaks between the bricks
..more cryptic interior graffiti.