the limitations of the angels

white and creamy bride
situational politics grabbing into the air
killing off the last identity
there is a shovel in the trunk of my car
screaming oh Jesus
the writhe target speaks to the narcotics agent
face is more than mouth
I knew that we could not trust her
charred upon the grill
she had green eyes and ruby lips
always a deadly combination
light headed
tears and teas swell

she claimed that they were only talking about how the vultures
hot and wholesome
can pick the winning lottery numbers
I am warping reality in my vehicle
pipping hot steam
will you play with me and my quotes
a beautiful trigger, do it now
the convenient bomb

drug crazed search, take it
eating another hit of acid
the elder search at the mall
take this gun and make history
I dreamed about you in the papers
you chasing them around the car
a twenty one gun salute
they were there in their green jackets
all of the dents had been hammered out
the one with an eye patch, spoke some words
hired bullshit

empty crust bitten
swollen and thrilled
the limitations of the angels
drunk and crazy
a hole in the ground
nasty jack
whiskey sour and apple pie
the invisible hand
sitting cross-legged
shivering apron
wetness plastic
choking upsurge
my rib

friday night, lotus man
eating the pumpkin woman
thick slices
second slices
watching me drink tea
Walt Disney noises
the neon light doobie
quiet money
hides in the nutritional values
high space and huge slackened roots
dancing Shiva
full moon and inspired meat
cheesy history
it was a timid scheme
laughing gas and exit signs

army saigon
hitched and polite
candy corn
palm out flat
counting the money
flat tortilla
come alive
wound up anxiety
flower power jazz
steaming long
king kong
banging bomb

sad fool
footlong turd
presidential race
monotheistic soliloquy
a national trait of repugnance
insensitivity

white rainsuit

a unique device
punish me
with open eyes
Laffayette avenue
the bridge to the other side
where we bought our weed
and made plans of discovery

on the planet
pursued into the garage
get back
auto inspiration
my idea
gray skies implies

on the hill
we roll
left to the dream
american sprouts
lamp shine
the dogs whine
with sharp teeth
they don't know the way
to the promise land

the doctor's house
crowing cocks betrayed
30 silver moons dancing
the music said hello
and welcome

words and bodies
the state police
sourrounded the house
bullhorns and guard dogs
the railroad cop
with his thermos of cold coffee
they could only talk of eternity

mountains

these lucid lines
this dream torrent
dream and horror
removed by obligation

needing an old man and his wife
awkward laughter
footsteps
nickel beer and lemonade

becoming the bird
the taste of young flesh
a version of a comic strip
the American dream

fumbling salt shaker
dressing up like chickens
with stolen credit cards
the desert started taking hold

sweeping and holy jesus
your turn to drive
soon enough
it all goes down the drain

tough with one leg
pushing my luck to the outskirts of town
beauty queens and bong hits
some asshole is selling papers

I have seen him before
last night's chicken bones floating around
it was a universal plot that he was selling
a good job in prison

ancient bites
run away with your anger
hide in a hollow tree
nostalgic backs
broken again

this is the way of the world
all shadows interpreted
badly and with reason
tincture of poison

betrayed, waylaid, misanthrope
obscured hands catch the wing
you improvise at every turn
last night in calcutta

awaken the itch
nakedness and desire
run your fingers through my hair
whistles and dog barks

the tranquil dissolves
into the night
trembling belly
willing smile

tonight we are planets
you could dream about lovers
the pain in the kidneys
all too famous for your misery

this imortal love
sticking the morphine
I awake in your dreams again
my effort to move

mountains