The balled fist of the ocularist
Unjocular mists made of mascara, jutting his wrist
Button it, man-mutton, shop/tuck, bring the ruckus
Loose labia loquaciously lure, lamenting manure
Gavels grind gravel, grab a mighty big handful
Chalices chase malice from the gates of the palace
Plates of the planets shift, shitting on the fortified
Tortured eyes flit, fires fly, cries emit
Dastardly masterly networks hurting at their essence
As good spurns burners as conduits to liquescence
But food eludes the spoon of the impecunious
& the puniest should be the most furious, but are feeble
Spirit crushed to dust at the molecular level
Strongbox body to protect my tender centre
Flames lick the middle, tickling the riddle
Evading the reluctant cables of piddle
Conspiring polylogues spike the swelling of craniums
Their yeasty spittle inundates the geraniums
Greedy corporations are just systems of relations
Though infidels will doctor this if we maintain some patience
Force-fire for the gauzed sires’ swords
Sigh: the same rhymes arise, trichotillomania or die
Engorged mites torn from celestial scribes
& unless you protest there’ll only be the bones left
Where is the fair lallare? Stares greet the simplest dares
Cares unhad, harsh hateful hands accost
Rudimentary seeds seemingly not meant to breathe
Sown desperately, with shaking hands, rooted by your static feet
Adapt, adapt, hack runcinate synapse
Perhaps the gaps elapse, grow fat on that velocity
& we only see the trickle of terminal adiposity
The nonvascular attack withholding the revolt in us
Things must come unstuck under makeshift adhesive
We make mad shit whose shrieks make nights sleepless
Sweat soaks sheets while wet clothes keep bile at close, tread nose
A new dark, few sparks, cells deteriorating
Chunks of history spunked up endometrially hating
Amino acids shamble to melodies flat & flaccid
My own ruminations now tasting like acid
I grab it like ephemera, retain it like an enema
Cart good days around like Helena, & pig out
Residue of many rumoured truffles on my snout
I grew blue to bloom, accrued bruises to stay stout
Work for the interlinear, search for whatever’s in here
I might swear I’ve already been here, but fuck me in the memory
Perception is the enemy, that & my erections
They evade detection but birth burning progeny
Sodden reeds like slimy fingers at your calves
Percussing skin, where are you held in its regard?
Beneath the shins are what propel you through the drink
& what it might do to you it wouldn’t do to think
So kick! Thrash unabashedly
Scratch humanity like a rash until they start to bleed
From my -pology I see their horrid –pocentrism
On their high –pomorphic horses they convince themselves are hidden
No more pores honed for war, imposed laws will crawl so legless
Choked on those Hippocratic oats because you never meant it
Age-old lulls formed a universe of imperforable bubbles
Years shorn like beards but some days catch on the stubble
Every fear relates to loss, that you’ll become what you’re not
That what you’ve got will be forgotten ‘fore you’re fit to find it out
I want to capture feelings like fine stardust in a bottle
But when dealing with the throttled song can only breathe so long
Before it stwitches from this state to another continent
Make your brow’s furrows loud, great & prominent
If you abandon sovereignty deem my respect set aside
‘Cause to repress one’s best is tantamount to regicide
Thunder wonders out from slumber
Spores of cause form doors of sound
Scream with trees, at paper borders
If we don’t leave we’ll make it go round
It’s the prime time for the cruellest most evil crimes
Songs about futureless worlds
But I won’t give up hope in people
Though I might live nauseous, tortured till I lie down & foetally curl