“Cloud My Weapon of Choice”

2014/03/15

OK TV
against
the source my prime
sage said dot
comma of the weapon cloud
where nothing – move
mist turning love and clustered cords on
my beard
her ears, arms
recumbent continuous
pyramid

OK machine
whine backward
metals
tube /little blacketh
pushing spearheads maintained
concealed – surged patience
tangent short couples
thoughts; still away from this
sex

OK
thick beg boy
pocket secretive
she took him for fixed matter
me for drums
jilted children? language
scraping struggling listen! – here
flesh
horrified flush
toilet romance
this is your epoch
fight with your fingers
muted

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