Cornered

If I'll be seen

in a corner

slowing my pulse

discoiling your skin

in my hand

to let it leave

let it be

and alien beings
taking from me!

jet haired pigeons
always taking from me!

If I'll be seen

walking out

I'll be leaving you to eat

while,
I'll be wired outside the shop of your fancy

the walls that hang the stuffs

that lure you in-- 

fine strings of the deli
hang-ing

presenting to you,

an array of
tings

unwrapping themselves to give you wings,

disloyal lodgings of other craving beings

and silvering...

go
find your other sightings!
dig with a pick

And if I'll be seen,

in a corner,

slowing pulse,

discoiling skin,

then you'll have unwrapped

your tinny tin tins -

come back to me cornered!

with entrance fees in

to a cave all stoned up,

to your booted feral whims

...................

The Phase of my life

what you see in me is 'one of the same'
but for me this is simply a phase.

Do not venture too far

Truffle

a frop of auburn head

rest on the side of a thigh

that was my biggest delight

slapped up, mucked up. slappers fear. the slackers brigade of meerful cheer. and near it, knock it, face it down, the slackers brigade have found their gear. and speed it up and knock it down, and your profound!- head in the ground. And lolly lopping. started STOP. slackers here, slackers here. pock a poch and poke it in. slappers fear slackers near. and longing lobside, wake it up! you've had enough! you've had enough!  

Rushing there to touch the skin
sensi, done
sensi, done
souly, softly
quiet eyes
gentle lip, and smoothly thighs
gently there
gently there
grab a wrapper
wrap it up

wrap it up

who gives a fuck


a breathy freeze or quiet sleep
cottons down
half way down
can't you hold it?
can't you dear?
so wrap it waist it
give it here

wrap it up
back it up

slackers here
slackers here