MAD SCIENCE

coarse 50-fishfinger range 
to capture

free drift tennis ball derriere

the pig obsessing over its

function as contact lens

time machine spew

composting into
parallelograms

of yeast infection

Muppet hair gel, 

seamless whorl 

a bit  

intimately 

the story of its leak

is 100% true – the Milky Way

is prone to

getting broken, so

we retreat to its

gruesome spare room

dilapidated cartilaginous:

spiders conducting

elaborate snooping

in our stride sacred

old beer in an

attitude of skin

cell bumper sticker

meat goes bad

chronologically, under

the Salmonella

spray can

giving Bela Lugosi

a mild, hokey

stroke uniquely

holiday-themed

the stages of grief

in a psycho whose

quill dwells in

seawater

ink can photoshop

fade throughout

delightful dildo

calculations

wanders back into

the Bic blimp's

abandoned,

alluring

plastic ribcage

tally-ho, mad science –

repurposing spacehumping

with the yaw

of your medication