Friday, July 11, 2014

More Samples From Ossuary

Would skin and bones

Bone-crunching be better?

We fry


Girls for bait
Baskets at this fish shack


[This one has a title]: As Water Warms More Jelly Fish Threaten “Red Tuna”

 Love is not the future;
Love is the eviscerating
Heat of the present.


I’m smart but dumb.
At the thought of knows how
My cortex goes numb.


I’m a tourist walking
Vernacular streets.   
When I’m most
Clueless yet desirous
Cerberus is wheezing:
Willing and squeezing
That I may get by.
But of course if I could see
My confidence clearly
I’d almost want to die.
I’m the head agent
For secret agency.


Skies are an impossibility of letters. Wavy locks. Optics. Coptic phrase stitched into the border of a hanky. No more panky at the bank. Satisfactory Action! Activation necessitates savage ken. Doll why didya do that.

Where has
My jubilance gone.
Other than what I know
What’s wrong.


...and oink just
Done through
With the pinky pink
Bolt unfurling satin Straight
Jacking any normal
Woman’s sense here’s a jacket.


Gourds are stuffed with
Freshly slaughtered goblins.
The fun stuff evades
Like pounds of flesh.


The birds are stranded. Everything can be done to help. This affords little hope. How hard does it have to become before there’s generous action.


Like any good
Tom she can tell
A nearby hot mama


Cracking bubbles, smacking
Gums, tender
Attempts at
Smiling, frying off
Fear, to see what clarity
Ensues once world’s...


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