to rescue to operate on
the marks of infinity to be
transcended against one's will
time rubbed into lather
for your opponent every deck
underhanded or made gape
i'm less
jorie grammatically
buys a vowel
your immediate opportunity tomorrow
fidget spinner i promise
it's not you it's me this working problem has
your poem
wants to be bleach with its brief
heavy handed whitening as declension
suicide i'm still
novice be let bezos-loose
keep it just write deep mystery
new tooth shapes become octuplets
holding hands ripe bipedal feelings
unbruised "skin the concerned"-essential
is this how surprise
tastes? great
all my new deepstate teeth
shaping edits
a poem but
it has a point: threatening
your own image/experience of the stuff
and when i wouldn't make your art form
how weird
to be bleached
on the castle keep
for posterity
