TMI

Tight pants
Reveal old man
Junk offended punks snort
At leaned back display corded nuts
No salt

Senses

I curse

my weak as fuck

memory it fails me

and I dont remember the sensation no

recollection mention

my weak as fuck memory

always failing me

On the Hood

I smoked before and after,
the heavy hands.

the not quite relaxed enough front seat finger fuck.

But the words…
the words…

Who’s pussy is that?
Daddy’s pussy.

surrender.
surrender
tender.

three sixty to the real red.
more the years,
more the tears.

you are going to remember this day,

and who gave it to you.

yes, I do.

Precious Reunion

No precious reunion
with all that is lost.

A laugh.
A touch.
An itch,

dont scratch!

The skin broken and life chokin’

you
are
waiting.

But there is no precious reunion with all that is lost.

How a Mind Works & the Unknown Variable

I

From a place behind here,
a brick wall suddenly clear
its quite simple
(yet I’m gesticulating)
you X
and so I Y
why why why
if X = my heartache
would you ever cross

the street,

your t’s

your eyes,
empty and wide

II

the man I knew
now
the unknown variable.