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THINGS THAT DO NOT MATTER

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THINGS THAT DO MATTER


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roofies for a dead corpse, bennies for a live one

you said something about me and i have a right to know what it was
not this, not now, look here
all i have to give are fragments
mostly disconnected, lest you take the bird's eye
my insecurities are hanging on the outside of me
like the intestines of a disemboweled corpse or a baby
whose cord's not yet been severed
continuing to suck the life
what are we for?
that squirmy worm, that ratzinger
swings onto the dance floor and promptly disappears
with good enough
hanging off his arm
i shimmy up to the one
who buys the most drinks
what care i if they're spiked?
that someone would go to so much trouble to catch me
is heartwarming
such a coup deserves a fuck

On my way to the shops

I puked
In a hole
I fell into
The hole

I was stuck
In the hole
With
All of the puke

I stared
At the puke
Until
It caught fire

Now I am
Burning
And covered
In puke

My own puke

the roar of tomorrow

in the bathroom

taking a massive shit

i hear the yip and yell

of a distressed pooch

i finish and flush

only to find

the pup

on kitchen floor

bathing in

window sunshine

crying at

its own shadow

"silly little dog," i say

while smacking it on the nose

shut the fuck up already

you'll have something

to be terrified over

soon enough

The Lost World

I know something about Pterodactyls

The 'ptero' part means wing

The 'dactyl' part means finger

Wingfingers

From now on, you shall be known as

Dickdactyl