The Lizard's Part

ET's badly jerking haircut.

100% defenestrated cornflakes.

Glowdick's passive-aggressively broken fingernail.

Mall-murder's blade-interior's claw-feel. 

Hunts in a tantric onesie:

Big slick runs hearse-like. 

Down his buttock's solitary.

Turning armpit in fragments.

Of what's rejected when –

Hobo-ET flashes:

Ass-cold Axe-cloud auto-

mainlined really invisible.

[In fragments] only by mounting quicksand –

Deodorized lizarddick sleeping.

On weird structural supports:

A Target is where the moonlanding once was.

For there's slapstick, much.

In cattle-corpse nostril mooning mooncrater,

Exploded elf-guts. 

Atomizing on the lizard part's plywood facade,

Caped grapes. Crepe grudges. 

Erected in the image of the mythical cheerleader.
Piloting crime-bones.

Then switching them off.

With heavy shoes clutching at straws.