Apes’llcatchacoldya
Thermopylae ocean potential
evacuates in valid situational duress, pressing smiles of mild tentacular imps
across larvae, pupae, and utterly Latinate construction zones, seemingly
oblivious to the needy needles in a hayseed’s dermal undertow. Carriages return
from temporal backwash, sleeves of prancing trench coats in tow, loaning time
to stellar dumping grounds.
Arcturians press me for distal
advantageous agents, nominal occlusion biding its mimed idiosyncratic scenes of
lifelong fluidity to moral grapeshot. Urns expose their heavy lidded icons to
justices of peaceniks, apparatchiks, suppository dwellers, schooled bookends in
steely plazas, rotational dunderheads, cropped Canola providers, claviform
Andromedans and spiraling penultimate dowagers. Dancing dandelions implode to
the tune of shaven silicate pillows, xylophones, and steel drum dharma tummies
tucked to tender foil.
Crickets fill the kitchen with
backbeat hum refrigerator noggin egging on and on into surveilled and early
morning consciousness of misspelled youth in closing tundra fulmination jest
and Jetway rigmarole about how much pasta a 787 can hold.
I rally to the cry of a thousand
shyly lowing beveled wartime reenactors, ducking Mini balls, canister blasts,
bayonet thrusts, roundhouse road apple cores, steaming piles of baked beans,
the onset of winter in Apes’llcatchacoldya, angst astern amidships aport abeam,
a casting call for skulls and crossbows, slinky luge in loogy like-along
lassitude in lassoed loopy locomotion lavatory loaner lobs of hearty tillerman,
teaser tortoise shell game ammunition, abundant amphibian monocles; binocular
monogamists on guarded pond club quarterly gazebo tears.
Ringo Tin
Long dazed eyeballs opine with
silicate of glassy earshot standoff in wooden vestibule of summer morning
turned to ash. Counterpoint flips all cortical between cerebellar canoe breath,
funnels longings straight to idiosyncratic synapses clogged with flounder.
Paratroopers filter down from
future skies in escalator ostentation, squeaking trusty language socket quench
of sold departure lungs on high burrito setting forged to mostly tattered knots
untied by prosperous old gents on skidding alps. Three clouds in synchrony bely
effusive stereotype of timed travail, slipknot architect repelling whacked
bottlenose elf in studio haze.
“Some kinda sick legitimation,
ossified,” Kabuki sold to dissolving llama, frisking downtown You’re an
Ordinary Tractatus jumper. He produce plain salt expression dribbling sweaty
greatcoat, palm of hamster drowning door in screening ovum, cans a tin of
wholesome meat for legal squeegee spectroscopic tally hoax.
Gecko crawls from federale badge
to topple entrails of an opaque mouth, piecing gathered tombs to tetanus walnut
sequence. “What’s that smell when combs elide elusive sidewalk?” querulous emphatic
cistern pleads gotcha nullity.
Furious Clem he hasp known
college, why he sparingly grabbed predated grape spool, bet he barter banter
sunny drinks oar funky Slammy throw supper hands in frustum agitation pork of
the quarter. “Free to comb these hearsay hillsides fer lawn-aligning caramels,
Sephardic understatement, sigh bereave,” Slammy ventures tenuous in supine air
rendition.
“Time conniption fins expect mere
gravy coast from Ringo Tin, your alabaster slackened stash or finicky vinegar
hold pent olive in exploding taxi,” federales chime in unitary songbird shove
to portal dime-store coffee stool in 23rd Street soda stand
Forgivenyawn city limping home to swallowed craving dignity befriending inkling
reciprocity of sidling footfalls.
Within a Winking Wombat
A cacophonous calamitous
concomitant sea of pilloried pillbox hats ties illegal shores of lewd illicit
batsmen in foxtrot caramel conundrums, fallacies dribbling down the stubbly
fairy tales of mired thematic thunderbolts in lightning laundromat design to
rowboat thugs and ghoulish grams of cochleae born from barnyard bullock
barriers of bastion swine tureens immersed in swollen chaff.
ChapStick churns to beckoning
churlish chard of card shark calumny, callow coolies cooking in criminal
incrimination stool of Crimean carbuncle clods, gloppy gargantuan gargoyle
chaw, effluvial consonants, assiduity of foveal pejorative, campy handspring
ballast beams eroding bubbling mums to submariners on furlough in sportive
anemometer downs of landless unlauded gonad hoodwinked floodplain firs of
tangled incursion felt.
Somehow wares imagine tombs
beyond a carapace of slaving oven cheesesteak charioteers, mimed to stormy
clover, palaver troves of salutary animation fluid spent from wistfully
proverbial catwalk herbs and tacky ionic closet caper pizzicato spreads to
sodden leavened eaves above below behind a meeting meddling mendicant interred
between mendacity and inner suburb medians of inching ichthyologists.
Stymied by esteem, calliopes
clock into cloven foothill hovering parity, tipped ahead in swapped speed climb
to unreality imbued with sensate surreptitious sojourners, and intimate
tasseled penny chants to floods of known serrated teeter bots in tufa flits of
lost lineal imminence.
Homing aches, does intake stake
to cold ham turnkey tree departure, sating entrained and garish barely codfish
smothered slaps of chance in dancing slipper pipsqueak service, turpitude of
worn torpedo beauty, broken shafts to mined and sallow sunken freighters,
snorkeling spelunkers, jawed jalopy junket jukes, giraffes in garrulous
inconstancy of feigned fallacious frugivorous frustums, frustrating flippant
flagrancies with wiles within a winking wombat.
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