nietzsche

clotted cream.

reptile in focus
split tongue dances
slink through the sewers
new
orleans
smog
industrial skullfuck
beat back fear
in
se
cur
it
ies.

left open
sliced 8
she
peels back
her scales
meat wet
slick
red oil.

beautiful justice
elevated whore
infected
envious
claws
needles
she
inserts the points
under (just a touch)
his bones
scrapes
dry
numbers
numbers
spilling everywhere.

carpet cleaner stock.

slaughterhouse
inside
fragile
windows barred
walls
cut/copy
orange blisters coat
the beams.
pop
goes
the
embryo.

(mother's milk is stale)

i know
that
you know
that
obsession
eats holes
through
your insides.
(like I once did)
little
breaks
inbetween
pieces-
don't want to
digest your divinity
too quickly
when land
is so far
away.

(sink/swim/drown)

she
was singing today.
saw the robins
in
the
park
and picked daises
from the sun's mouth.
the petals fell
onto
her white dress
and were stained
with
the little bits of spilled red milk
and blue
clotted
cream.

red and yellow make orange...
red and blue make purple...
red and white make pink...

fingerpaints in hi-fi.