metal nudge

• metal nudge

  Tack thing, exaggeration alright bye                                                                     
                   drag that thing, claustrophobic...rectangle... room...on a cart wheel..okay give                     Five Thirty.......white and orange...             Everything goes out black...

  
  You just left.
  cold heated
  wheres those?!
  UMM
  line back to the wall.
  I thought we should.
  NO!
  pay for it.
  RipppOff
  They gotta
  owe me thank you.
  
  

  Next thing I know I'm there with coffee...see ya... later...CYA!! !noisy hours later       
                            Thirty feet long crew is framed for delay. the real steel wind            labeled...or                                                                                                           
                                                   Fifteen hundred here's how it works. fiery river of ha.
  
  

  Metal bit off extra heal, butterfly struck by civil war bullet.

  neat pockets, hands in pockets.
  
  

  Zato eee

  BBB lips
  
  corm studio

  
  lice offering
  
  the black and scope
  
  cold hands with a vagel
  

  hum zzz and the raddle gates
  riddle beum
  
  embalmer coffin

  
  slam<><>
  slums
  

  the right
  eous
  
  soux,<><><>
  
  bankwet
  
  lien
  
  line

  
  linen barrels.
  
  (0(0)0)
  
  the lens.
  
  been bo
  crime tans
  
  in the black
  

  sandals
  
  window faker
  
  likes balls.

  
  noir
  
  clammed up
  

  claustrophobic in your face wide angle soft link to the riders of the purple sage.
  ah
  ah!?
  think you got him,, KILT HIM!?!

  
  

  INSIDE!
  DOES!
  IT!

  
  
  
  
  

  two types of them.

  Land pasteurized beats no food, lonesome dove pray home lordy dolls, a crotch given named ham. some day! all of us come home! sweet tasty ribs... salmon on the side river flip flapping good times with the roll over minutes scratch the ticket, with the real someday name on the envelope didn't like the movies, popcorn frenzy grease lighting sheen baby hows the kids? watch over the reruns ran over, babies faith wheel white tails, deer tails calls the Gaul and the hole in the wind. stick with you in the house clued in whether the nylons were tight buttock showing in a striped thong, when the windows clashing feud between two types of birds, and it's mother hen calling washing her hands, fence the berries be gone, bygone the gong of his house rang but not..he is phony looking on looker, with his feet six feet under, with the babies scream, the Kyoto Blondie runner, tilted breast become begone. see fifty types of the same river, closing eyes close-up paint me van hogs portrait in a bathroom stall.
  
  
  

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  Sun reel halfa taste.
  Real sons backs tacked on waste/link lowered.
  Lament some phone, home phone.
  walking pastor when then windows close.
  have a meat stick, last days on listening in.
  peephole, clown hole, gotta wake up first thing.
  Lake water singing, tall boats tipping in the river.
  Sperm whale, half of a rail.
  
  Guide wandered, lost.
  pillowing up in ashes and cream,
  lashings on the lips.
  Join the band with it's soaped up broken instruments.
  this is what i do late at night, hammer away at the keys.
  Jabbed me in the knees.
  
  Late Sunday, the week ending.
  why was his home black and white, blood was black.
  ice was melting in the walls bubbled plenty of spring water.
  late night working in the dark, butt glued to the chair.
  no staring out across the moonlight, showing me dramas unfold.
  listening rainbows, struck by the lingo and language.
  sat down with a fire.
  how many fingers am I holding up? on the side of the road the side walk disappears
  fade out to all the hungry people.