kept inane by higher powers,
I crept from vault to vault
always distinguished, confounded by light
sired by a linguistic demon
I bled sourly onto enunciated cliffs
crowded hours jumped blithely
strangled by hope, a euclidean scream
a pride of jackals - clowned sheepishly
drowned scaffolding , plowed by rain into
nothing’s aftercare
stolen milk needs no graffiti on the incline
avoiding wilting
by changing dusks
half the entire world is now dreamt over
Demonspeak 1
or something
feeling old entire things growing out of me
a new language
and healing of wounders
2
sleepy bitch translates to a a long night
eat dinner
refused extra options - entangle
meet a cool crowd
a beautiful womerns
maybe someday wife
but must be let go
walk home drunky monkey style
in some ways , healed
hoping the gal is wifwe \\