Wednesday, December 2, 2015

The Black Friday Ferret

A dirty mind as complicated as the snapchat sheriff's will:
a three-way sea eats both and falls on top of them like a prostitute.
A ferret cursed their bedsheets into large carnival tombstones.
Shit in Donald Trump's hair and killed a puppy.
Channeled the pigs' tangible faggot obsessions
through static electricity's split atoms.
Invented the Black Friday lie to reptilian crackers,
figures with the eyes of the dead.
Flesh separates from bones sitting in a chair.
The white flesh of a cat walks over a rose DeLorean
driven like scrap into the power-marsh of paradox
and its magic subway underneath that superheroes
go to to go crazy in in secret.


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