you like thai?

coming down tails and ties
I'm nothing if I'm not this high
there's an orbit to be made, languid and
crushed stinging
eye-shadow crimes still dangling
the 80's in your face
I did my time then - eating out,
taking in the sites
Leary would like it that way,
outer-rim spectacle an' all
Not like Stevens, nope, not like him at all
That's how I can tell, the chips, the metal
teeth
danger, danger,
circularities of wool, showing knitting's not
the adventure sport grandma would have you believe
she's nothing new.
so today's city scrappy, vengeful tiles,
the whole caboose-shunt-dodge no more
that's where I'd be -
hey don't you want to bleed?
there's all guarantees it's better than
a promise
where you been then, huh?
maybe better than the last, flick up tail
dot
for
dot
Noting how passing me makes the talk of drinks
sardine the time-line into rugs and dark-chocolate
I want to wear sandles and socks-
I had permission aged 5
a nod, a wave, a coat-tail flick.
Done.

titles

breaking the rules is harder than it looks

they're wiry and tough, more orange-peel sticky than banana-skin slick

how is it you found this place?

SaturnV

...rolling arches, a lit-stack datamatch made in heaven,
more slick nano than moorish goul...

I've made adjustments to the sync, it wont jam up so quick
Like ice-fire on Krypton?
Not this time, not this time
Something different then - an upgrade filament-boost
Tinkled with the timing, subtle but efficient
Interesting...
Nothing more than you would have done, in my...
Alright, let's out-face this and be done.

...skeet-pull acid triggers, a false-sealed double hull
of nomenclature and outdated metaphorics,
ringing heat-flares like a doublet in knife edge slack nights...

my, my - endless legs...
corporate biomeld - out of Seattle
pricey?
Not if you know who to -
Fuck?
Persuade...
Sure thing.
Same thing.
Not this gal

...movable feast, horror-box datacasts into hard space
out here, the time serves itself.
I've already pulled outer-time - drives you...

Away.
Something like -
On Stack?
Yeah.
How -
Long enough
See you in...then...
Yeah.
Yeah.

...lift out, gleaming haze and note-perfect slant,
Venetian interiors and mind-melds, nothing's quite
Saturn is it anymore?...

MH002

solar
inebriates -
portal grabbed a friend and swing
lucifer hops
new new new
novelty wine carved on tables where
children's conspiracies to frame each other
are ringed in ink
i was i was i was
here
on any tuesday night
I knew little of that frame
wood and wheel-turned acupuncture
do-it-yourself exorcism with
allen-key dreams
linked silk, tired italian whites
starched cuff-links screaming
i'm i'm i'm
that was just the chapel
night brings moody blues
midnight sea urchins
buried ancient monoliths
timbre drains upwards
slow slow slow
and each doorway is a dirge
to knotting little beaches
and flicker-map hurricanes
little did they know
up up up
i fought wet monsters
the kraken made me late
not got a letter
not this time
it's not that sort of date
low low low
several mentions does not a title make
lithe bodies, rimmed with squish
desperation pouring and pumping
make mine a double
*breathes*
that's not an option
until some dire alpha
numerous flight brings
archway curves to
my dark door

tidal

mute
empty whiteglow alphabet
take a photo make
practice tattoos
seething on
time taught syllables and
nappy-dark stains -
chocolate water and thawed muscle
and blood from somewhere.
how didn't the dust spill,
coruscate spiral fingers
wagging dissonance at figures
to long-gone character,
attempts at grass
white picket heaps
titter titter
mine and mine and mine
weep at buds and drip lush
chemicals - photosynthesise heart's
timetable.
forget a pair, shadow packed
like gossamer tell-alls in reading
trains, flush necks red in
sunday greens
how did this work
before?
after tidal lives found tidal ways to be