Supreme Flesh. Internal Degree Thrust.

You in your blue limitations appeal
not only to the lemon yellows,
but to the feline orange as well.
I had a date made just so I can break it
as if my simple sage green saga
continued to flourish into
multitudes of tidal wave anatomy.
Mother broke the supper,
Father spoke too soon,
sons and daughters fought in water
while grandparents smoked the lagoon.

In regards to the flesh, our largest organ,
we do not immediately protect.
Races are never won when we only
live in one very small planet.

Think Fresh

Ciabatta bread sliced
melty goat cheese on both halves,
spinach,
fig and honey...
living with summer breezes
sweeping sweet season
slips through my hair
displayed without reasons.
Leve me alone and do not leave me.
I am disturbed
and do not know
what I am doing.

I Want to Win

Winning would make me feel great.

Sugar Bush Past Times and Reading Sorrows All the Time

I often venture off into the night with depressed moods
and grumpy conclusions of why I am exactly the way I am.
What could possibly justify my sorrows?
I search for a sword of contempt.
Contemporary evening glows
such as the aura of you,
sustaining my thought power.
Why would you want me to keep on living?
I cannot find my place here.
None of this seems right for me.
It is so sad, but it is true.
Goodnight glue, bon soir hammer,
set phasers to on,
let me be.
The more I do not think of my loneliness,
the less it bothers me.

Brooklyn House Cemetery Figs

It is the summer we wished for...
weather weird for fried chicken,
chalice filled to brim with wicked beer,
caramel salt flats in an iconic debate with
politics and guns sold under loose
regulations with guarantee sure fire to kill.
The honey hives are buzzing with
eminent efficiency
as the fragile china plates clink and clack
in the picnic basket.
We wanted a fresh new start
so we got one.
How about you slip some
blueberries into my mouth,
mush them on my gums with your tongue.
The only true experience worth living through
is Neapolitan pollution inner city infidels
with the correct intel to a fast pace processor.

Blotchy Maiden Voyage

I took a stair cream and did away with ease
for twerking double-crossed a shift phase
kick-ball-change, leap and bound
now a list will go on.
Squirrels with their humans
dependent on towers of claims,
lay down for an appeal,
we will applaud your good side.
A battle fought in the dark is sure to
cause a spark over the desk lamp
that feel purportedly down to the graceful
jelly floor.
Gelatin you say?
A grouper swims all the way dry
intended a subtle stubble to cause
undoubted commotion
albiet drown in the corneas like
lemons in vodka acidic McDonalds fries.

Me In Your Ritual

A rotunda as round as spherical blue
makes eating clementines easier with you.
Shall you speak to me in verse
or lazily stare into my cross eyes?
I have a camera to take specific pictures of you.
A corridor as long as trombone's bell section
is to your projectile gaze,
erase me in everyone's mind as the sun
is set to fade.
Relax with me in tundra's plain
to exist for nothing but an Ecuadorian plated meal.