On
the sides of our mobile home
my
precious bug collection gets its stew on.
Looks
like it might cause corrosion
as
well as being unsightly. Wigged pinheads, etc.
Such
an effect takes time to dissipate.
I so
like the numbers that emerge from
everything's
life cycle, although some
could
be softer, some bits.
The
enema ladders a Happy Meal.
Molds
beard from turd death.
Medical
waste necessitating the purchase
of a
diaper that throws you to one side –
gives
a numb leg!
Designing
more from within its design
rolls
my melt from a lock.
Especially
on an electric chair, juddering.
A
snowflake's fat-shadows need me.
A
nightmare blocks my skin.
Talking
about myself when talking about myself.
Never
done that before. A slicker technology.
From
the time of the release of the condom
to
the time the lumps appear thereon.
Like
a foreign body underneath my scalp,
burns
alive. Never done that before either.
My
suitcase's cannibalism restricted
by
suddenly relaxing the stapler.
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