You Are All The Same

we will control
sky via machine

said of
quiver of a lip
strong to darkness

sacrifices
dead vermin
to obeliscal
counter intuitive

eyes
counterfeit
as monarch flickers

heart sustains
as beautiful
as plutonium

devours

exocerebral: 03/28/12

stalactites and
stalagmites
for their teeth

darkness for their skin
and i am terrified

they're coming for us

and all of my friends
seem to be in a daze
unaware or uncaring
i'm not sure which

i tell them about the monsters

but they are uninterested

we're in a house with
too many windows
and a bomb shelter
made mostly of glass

and my friends
stand around me
confused
watching as i board up
the front door

"are you afraid of something?"
one of them asks.

"i'm terrified."
i reply

"don't you understand?
we're going to die.
they're coming for us."

no reaction

they just
stand there
with blank expressions

not even blinking

and there is something
about their eyes
that feels very disturbing
something isn't right

but i can't put my finger
on it




3:24am
cold sweat

wide awake

i'm afraid
and i'm not sure

why

Re

sawn off
at the wrists
see
changing
like wax and oil

weightless green
fingers stirring
heaven undone
diurnal descending

white poppys
or paratroops
or snow

and gomorrah

is a boy catching flakes
on his tongue

Missing Gazebo

siege of
ghosts

where the brush ends
voices begin

and i am in limbo

my life on hold

a chemical haze
of the iris

and my organs are sand
in an etch-a-sketch world
gone vertical

a street lamp
that flickers
and deserts me

polaris
swallowed by clouds

and me

where a gazebo
used to be

Else

dead a body is vacancy
is dormancy is winter skin
is disposable camera style
emptied zip gun zip-lock bagged

drools a cityscape
fatigued as gone is gone is
a papier-mâché

changing

becoming
dead children stuffed
with dope

for the ever

Ckhil

arch of the spine
senses the cathode blue in
you matricide muse clip
the heads of dolls

ask kemper
or gein paving a world blacklist thought returns

my spine arched
like a rainbow

retrieving
the shell casings
sparkling like animal eyes
all around
us

-sun

at a distance
as it likes to be
it can see for eons

but when
touch is exchanged
for sight

it will be
absent

the light

Cuddle

staggers inn
what is thought to be
love illustrious flower state
gaudy and
godly the dogs are
attracted to the decay inside
hollow bellied for the maggots
profluent life cycles little things perpetuating

i couldn't see you

eyes emerge from the skull as sun
spots a willow weeping loss
ratios in jars of formaldehyde
cuddles with a pillow at night

and imagines sometimes
that

it is an

angel

A Stevie

Destroyer of the apex
To tear out his eyes

They serve no purpose

But how will he know if he's happy?

The warmth in him
Having vanished
Years ago

His body
Teetering on the ledge
Of a freeway over-pass
Indisposed

Arms spread
like a crucifix

The sun behind him
Like an orange shotgun blast

The wind
Pushing against his body

Happiness
In the roar
Of the engines below

Heaven

Is not
A place