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A Sky for Shoeing Horses Under

rain goes perfect with a nosdam mixtape the last streetlights stay on well after dawn kings fall to pawns he dropped the needle let the song say it the kind of morgue with a gong to tell you when but the room's rules will bend and the staff will make you l...

Gemini (Birthday Song)

It starts with you on a mattress in your parents' old room, clipping your toenails into the room like the room will fade and you will move onto other rooms and you will go to other places. Then the wedding, Then the woman passed out in the driver's s...

Good Friday

If you grew up with white boys Who only look at black and Puerto Rican porno Cause they want something that their dad don't got Then you know where you're at Mortaring your earholes shut in a rush with wet coke In a Starbucks bathroom with the door close...

Peel Free

I was born choked in a shroud of thick smoke I was born under a cataract from a cataract I was born swimming in that milky aura, yeah I was born in that old stretched out birthsack I'm in But I was born in spring The year Jupiter got its rings Singing,...

Proactive Evolution

I'd be white, weak and blind The opposite of oxen Feeling for an exit with Fingers stiff as branches Of a tiny bonsai birch Bark falling off in strips Leaving nude wood, white So bright in raw scar-glow Like a fresco angel, except Starved and deranged...

Simeon's Dilemma

Stalker's my whole style And if I get caught I'll deny, deny, deny Today you're twenty-five, I made you something fine It's in the palm of my new hand, it's out You're mostly what I think about and I'm proud I've been coasting on this singles route But...

Song Of The Sad Assassin

we lifted the body from the water like a gown you took off your bra to wrap the wound though the man was dead, and there was no need then your face turned red, when you said to me i'll suck the marrow out and rape your hollow bones yoni alone putting t...

Strawberries

Strawberries on your birthday, Shirley The shit I said to hotel managers haunts me Pall bearers of the first string ready Discretely gather in the second floor hallway And I am not okay boys No I am not okay No I am not okay boys Itching like an intern...

The Barely Blur

What bad storm We are, we're at Forced to figure for ourselves The barely blur beyond What mad stork Brought us, dropped us With no schematic and no map Where every perfect nest Disintegrates Into the barely blur beyond Hold on what's going on? Hol...

The Hollows

As I lay me down to fall asleep With my demons dying and my pilot light weak I curse the last six months I been hiding behind a moustache, yeah And to those last ten years I been howling a paper moon: fuck you This goes out to all my under done Other ton...

The Vowels Pt. 2

I'm not a ladies man, I'm a landmine Filming my own fake death Under an '88 Cavalier I go But-but-but-but nothing but the rear bumper's blown But I's born for this flight United 955 on the fifth of July Back to SFO I-I join the dark side In a thin disg...

These few presidents

at your house the smell of our still living human bodies and oven gas you pray to nothing out loud two first names and an ampersand embroidered proudly on a kitchen towel you're a beautiful and violent work with a skinny neck of a chinese bird in a fadin...

These Hands

i wear the customary clothes of my time, like jesus did, with no reason not to die facing history, with little to no irony like i'm some forgotten southern city Sherman razed still hid under thick smoke after all these years these hands, are my father's...

This Blackest Purse

i'm not who, with my eyes from stage, i claim to be, i've only cradled death in my own ending, flesh from far off and abstracted lit candle wick flickering and when a thing starts finishing around me, i faint or fake a moustache, an accent, or flee, in...

This Ole King

Untethered layers So thin as paper Let them all, like vapor Dissipate, integrate When they hit air (One thing) We laid in the parking lot Watched the stars And the shooting stars We know who we are From beyond to the veiled Intention between our c...

Twenty-Eight

tell me are you single yet my heart's as big as texas it'd take more than just a lingual threat to get this pest to let live at best he'll need a sedative and strap him to a steady bed at worst it's he's already dead the first time folks have heard this...