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neologistic as his lexicon was
speaking ill of the deadly fathers
clearly skilled in the text he offers
breathing in his medical marijuanas
empty coffers
with gold he absconds
ready to rock
as he rolls his weed long
energy-fraught, this soul speaks from beyond
telling you the sauce in this bowl needs more salt

Why read? why speak
such irony
if the public library’s
a magnet bipolar for crazy
spectral rapping in ancient Greek?
ectoplasm staining this teak
furniture whose curvature we lazily
lie upon as supine along this Euphrates
he travails reading Paul Beatty
as blissfully I miss calls, lately
his invective versus that sexy Sadie
sprawled upon this desk painted green
growing gravid to say what he means
dialectically
like those swaying trees
through demonstrably white teeth
huge and monstrous as the Cyclopes
gathered on the shore, Sunset Rubdown in the boombox
at war with thunderclouds as they loom aloft
as our hardy melody giggles
and the party on Wreck Beach fizzles
we turn from these dispersing nudists
to the world of those clueless in clothes
ghosts alive
cocaine eyes
old as the sky
lives like the brief cases of temporary businesspersons
scraping the sky for some residue of a simpler purpose
draining reality of its colour
as painting in balladry his wonder
the poet plummets
totally flummoxed
as the goalie to the puck, this
hole to your shovel, critic.

This hole to your shovel, critic.

This hole, to your shovel-critic.

This, hole to your shovel, critic.

This hole to your shovel critic

this hole to your shovel critic
tunneling as the sandworm through Arrakis
hunting for flashes of true madness
something of value among the valueless
neutrinos tumbling as fact through the habitus
developing letters ablur
remembering when we were birds
assembling with vicious instinct a vortex
we enter in vivid pink Gore-Tex
Corvette-red, this warbling pet
informal as oral sex,
these recklessly-conceived rhymes of a dinosaur, terrifying his terrier
crying his reply beyond words
as emotion muddies his rap conspiracy.

Drunkenly studying affect theory.

Drunkenly studying affect theory.

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