maple-flavoured beef jerky
and a cold without gloves
the "ain't no match for"
that kind of match, that day
some dallying provided for
by all unfamiliar space
and seasonal inflammations
of the overcoat industry

we walked
and where and when we walked
into what and who we walked
abreast and unaligned we walked
debunked and demonstrative

such that significance
became a signifier for
a fire for solicitation
so illicit in extremes
whores heave in the seams

going on and et cetera
the wolves were skinned
pinned through their noses
to decorate base instruments
with shock therapy

pulling them together, arms around
pelts and fingers
around quartz crystals
it could be the jungle or
your receipt

i love you i love you i love you i love you
i love you i love you i love you i love you
i love you i love you i love you i love you
i love you i love you i love you i love you
i love you i love you i love you i love you
i love you i love you i love you i love you
i love you i love you i love you i love you
i love you i love you i love you i love you

see it
but is it
to be what it is
to be seeing it

and we began and we
began and we began
what do i need to press
three little flash movies and one
helluva global myth you can
stowaway in an airplane

the war in the hills for the hills

good taste is a gold medal
black around her like a sponge
she, the air and a monster
that belongs to both of them
say that was beautiful
then there's a lot of standing around

the coming at the end for the end

if mother wanted you
to hide your tits
you would have been
born in a t-shirt

make yourself easy
all of them act poor
when you get there
it's bourgeois as fuck

mountaintop sweet silence
rural and sweet and silent
the perfect amount of mustard
percolation confused for thunder
the first time surprise
the ride all the way up

when there was no ear to lend
you sang to the dirt
as your mother sang to you
you to your body
your body to the earth
treatment for a patience
the skin and the blood
one life and what is beside it
besides life what is it
that stalks behind the day

skin and hair at the finish line
skin not enclosing but enclosed
hair like weeds and cuticles
the parade makes another circle

My heart my mother my heart my mother
My heart my coming into being
My heart is mine in the place of hearts,
They gave me back my heart, it lies in me

I have gained mastery over my heart
I have gained mastery over my two hands
I have gained mastery over what is over
I have gained mastery over what is

I open out a way, they have covered my sky with crystal
I come forth by day, I am born a second time,
I force a way through, and I know the gate
I shall journey over the earth among the living

He shall not be diminished, never;
I shall give a mouth to my son
It was a mask when I wrote of God
It was myself unable to speak

sometimes nature says
relax, don't you know
it's only school after all