a Saturday

a circling fall rain above and we
lie in: it feels like a rare moment 
lately on different schedules 
moments of solace coffee and 
shared bodily warmth finding
nothing outside the blankets 
worthy of attention

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ad/ notare²

save us dear lort we know
what we do but still the rain
it falls and the unjust
have bigger umbrellas and
our knowhow it just don’t stretch
as far as it was supposed these
days the water it seeps up from under
to drown us slow steady like
and really lort this whole life thing
is just one fucking insidious trap
after trap and all anyone has to say
is smile, you flesh monkey smile
’cause you’re on Candid Camera

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a Saturday: requiem

this brain bone soaked through like tired sweaters old socks
and here too too late for strong coffee long past a stiff drink

this

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one must

imagine thus roll
ng happy up
all dead kings
shit rot belch
like like
Dogman Bry
dry bye thus
one must imagine
him happy roll
ng up hill

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a Sunday

aaahhh yas bold son bad knees locked
that socket rubs dry bone against

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ad/notare³

since the rule = the nicer the car > deductible 
let them run each other over drunk dejected 
under sexed brakes failing from lack of use

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Monday: an epilogue

mixed tape dreams deep roll / fly / bones that ache breach into wings