the lies in your bedroom, spanish harlem
to communicte with the unknown
the unseen
unspeakable
tread upon
each soul's
hallucinating hallways
in the midnight
speak, oh jezabel of your bustle
summoned the dead
leaving us uneasy
moving between worths
I saw you somewhere outside
it was lunchtime
a mutual surrender
to speak the truth of the future
of all futures
pecker check
with pliers
cherished scraps in their drawers
that you can't decipher
a snowy landscape
unfiltered by the mind
just stark and bare
new minds
we will soon have to corrupt them
make them usless for their mothers
wearing out their shirts
in a room
the clock ticks
hands and knees
to race out the door
with tears stinging their eyes
saying their prayers
a little town main street
it once was a forest
a home for squirrels
popular tongue
stainless steel
errands under blue skies
fish jumping waters
bumble bee wings
run Esmeralda
seek that which you cannot find
with your wild hair
and bony legs
all mare
and no nightmare
to the crimes
rust polished off all my instruments
the love letters
and fat cigars
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