It's Bad For You
Had I seen square when
eyeball suture teethed with
cankorous proclivity I
could of died to prod behind
my high-heeled professional the
way spat hangs off
edge of a chin. Zuzu petals
herself as pucker in putative
puts off yet imported pastrami
sends. Build to bang, bend.
Soaking redresses life's
expectancy, puffing
a major cause of smart disease. Picks
include co-ed doggy push-face, call me live
at home. Soap Ken's moan. Down
Antigone's hospice, earthward
a shift outright. Alone, a looney, what birds
of killing worth raddled in the twilight sequel.
Age as ass rode the knight divina cleat Oh
stupid Love, ain't I astonished.
Crude cleave garbled that cadenza
look it up. Goon gone as deed. Double
digit bum-out. Like so much cake
and having to eat it, the girls
are hungry the ladies
weak the dames
dead and same please
should beasts be freer than we? Please
I'm a thinking thing, a public stew
(pussy melt hearts thru the kidneys)
a tall blonde dumbell with a vegetarian nugget
(Goodness Goddess Idleness)
elles like chicken le cheap like fish. I've
had it to my neck, imaginary bowel, soured
tummy, hit the lights
hampers chompers coast
wreck cut this deck various
logics capture thee. Drunk
having sex with mom
in the lavatory. Assume to say
and lack good company of confession
paralytic revelation parasitic
empty ephiphinied the rhime. Fear
of fine, nor better to booze up and riot
than diet against ache of ennui and hang
of wasted time. Nor
better to smell out of fear
than smell fearfully. Law and
odour for coop and keeper. This my blood
given to you. Take it, and know
that you owe me. Next stop
rest thought
under the musky musky sky
by a scintilating sea I went to see
and saw it, and something else
forgot it. Squeeze the moment, train
the package, equipe the underknit that
dreams drive. Hertz arrives as
just my way of getting on line
from the dip of my chip, ticklish at
the t, to touch littoral lamp post.
Dim city squirt, how was drifting then, when?
Crane hi low bed other. We take our mind off
your load. Straight Express, star right
defunct, like so many bell bottoms
caught in the chain, gallery white
original loci is it really like this? who's
my little whatsit? Ask about method now
and I imagine I hear the vacuum I see
"the sense comes back, not I"
But. Baloney
don't have holes
you mean
mock loaf
with it's bits of bones
but no, those are
plugs not holes. So badged
myself Complete & Me
gnostic suction revealed thyself and if
the glue seeps smear it. Much like this
springs must have shag, a better Will
the slick slope built
a hot-house pulse. I mean
go kindly as I think lest the
'pholstery kibosh
rings 'round the sink. So much
shot over powder, expansionism a louder
atopic. Got you under my skin
(over the ocean) Swim! and get the landscape
right and the characters will follow
getta a braless gimmick if ya get agenda
glib lib common from ungrateful dust.
Extruflux. My timer
has only one tempo. Top to
bond rapid wrong response.
Copyright © Deanna Ferguson 1995
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