FunnyBones

A Bumblewasp's friendly hum runs abruptly,
coloring five oclock shadows,
pulling possibly pregnant animal-women out of a muddy sunshine

Alliteration-bug hung for bisexual mealworm casters
(Bait for tanned whores)

Swaggers of arrogant noise smokers are enough to kill
those with occupied skull caves.

Laughs are candy for blind monsters.

Laughs are bullets aimed toward working retinas capable of spotting
the rotten bones surrounding the vibrations.

AdVyChiterAture

Everything Will Change

Jesus Christ

Good Decisions doubt moderation

Unjustifiable reasons to forgive the KING

Tales pull reference from Quotations

tough translations smudge villages of dirt and obvious sections

that long for questioning

Analyzing their backgrounds, we give poetic stories

relating to christian whores.


Differences anger the combinations matching the sense

in clockwork.

(The Chalky Quarters)

Limping
tunnel runner and family
sticks make a chair
laziness

Limping
Mentality melts
felt like
the taste of metal
mental medicine
menstruation

Men working
smashed brain bits
fines double triple
mending monsters' maced up
melodies

mother makes
mop heads tangled
finger pulling
hairs
montage

messy melatonin
meant for
forward musical
days walking and skipping and
limping

Litter Box Cover, Little Box Cutter
Fluttering endlessly through a
White Violet's pile of dead wedding flesh.

Purse end itch = one00

_saying something disgusting as invisible cockroaches
fold their hands and hiss, with drops of venom blinding their neighbors_

A welcoming house of five
the typical crusty eyes
that have seen
morning only a few hours ago

the rain has vanished quickly
and sunlight has stabbed
my unapparent tapetums
tasty tasty tapetums

a catchy hum from
a room mysteriously amuses me;
I don't think my
presence has been noticed yet today

My feet are up on the tiny
couch that I cought the Tiny last
letters of the alphabet on
moments after roasting white, puffy
treats early in the morning (last night)

I will lay here
until my presence
is noticed
this morning in
this
cozy house of five

Dis-com-bob-u-late
-verb (used with object) -lated, -lating.
to confuse or disconcert; upset; frustrate

Rooster, hen, bird, pen, red, red pen bled ink in cents, cat-neck

nonsense nonsense nonsense

two

one

pyramid (made) 2

me it was made

TWO, three, YOU

it was nonsense

I'll shake your wrist

to make you feel

awkward and I'll drool

on your fingernails to

raise eyebrows

and (maybe) a fist

if

i were to

salivate

on a red-faced body competitor

Foolish

In S(hell)s

|\____00000 00000 /

| ____Discombobulation /

|/ 00000 00000 /

liveslivesliveslivesliveslives

\___________

The Blinking Light
Is the 21st
Century's
Beating Heart
Scratching The Attention
From my
Worried Eyes
Above My
Drooling mouth where
Three Grams of
Pineal Relief
Have been Swallowed
in Attempt to
Regulate
Confusion rates
and Increase depression
unintentionally.