Stupid kid,
with an arm full of dead relative,
[ greyscale ]
could you bet your whole life
on a feeling?
could you take the risk?
If you said yes, whether out loud
or just in your head
I respect you
fucking wayward, handsome gambler,
how could I not
bet
on
you
So you say,
I’m the jackpot
–LM
The new data also revealed a new mystery. The filaments are distributed in groups, or clusters, and within those clusters, they’re very evenly spaced – like the strings of a harp, the researchers said.
https://www.google.com/amp/s/amp.cnn.com/cnn/2022/01/26/world/milky-way-strands-scn/index.html
Almost like it was never a fucking accident, huh?
Authors Note: Quote came from another article on the same subject. ‘Modern art’ doesn’t begin to frame this.
–LM
I believe what we conceal
reveals our soul
& we put great energy
into keeping the lights off
[past due__________
on the proverbial
bill/signature required]
but
I’m all out of fucks, I’m afraid
too ready for quick endings
I am a poetry wraith
I am scarcely graceful
a lack of tact or timing
pink tongue glazed in hokum
Mother Theresa would’ve
given you a warning
my spirit is nameless,
but it reacts to sang-froid
–LM
the boar was only an afterthought
time stopped under your heels
& mine,
therefore transiting your ethereal gift
intravenously| to my ghostly soul
[symbiosis makes one psychotic,
sometimes…]
no matter, as if there was a stop to it
as if I’d ever ask for one
so barrels our [tunneling》 fate,
whimsically apathetic to consequence
for good or towards a trickster end,
calamitous
–LM
slow rotting like Mesopotamia
eyeing the pale blue sphere
and the flat planet stabilizer
enter random miscellania
enter uranium
[pocket your special license
keep it on hand & within sight
@all times of the government]
patient and daring for error
the sudden pallid absence
& salty dreams like fast food
spell/crafted by big dream teens
and lonely people
screaming it’s for commercials!
just not for you
I would|could I have spent my money
elsewhere,
I left a tip so big I could vomit
but I suppose it’s worth the service
I’ll come back again I just know it
–LM
Now that I know you’re reading,
beloved hapless contributor
I want you to know
you’re the only audience I need
the only devil may care I care for 》
[there’s a cypher
a blissful message
written
all bound by oath
to commemorate you]
These lines translate specialized
like Morse code &
I wouldn’t ever want to
go back|
I think we’re all here for a reason
I’m just writing my experience
wherever you are just
keep
the
frequency
open
–LM
these past few days
have been a threat
to my existence, they’ve
been a threat
every which way it stands
you don’t know it but
I
[I nearly lost you]
& I don’t have money for the hospital
I don’t have the money
to see a [grease] doctor
Fuck it, a little plastic magic
never razed anyone
it’s 6 am on a holy Sunday
& these fries are fantastic
–LM
ribs became my heart’s worst enemy
suddenly,
the world held a tumultuous shade
I cannot be without you for a second
where you exist, eternity stretches
& have you witnessed the length,
oh my lord, it’s endless
I damn near crashed my car
into concrete without paying attention
to the road
there was a swarm, there,
in my addled brain, noisily shaking
I death gripped the steering wheel
against the pavement
[ as a rattlesnake stirred
to fix its unsettled/lightning eyes
on me ]
–LM
Flicking like flashcards
the blonde in a blue dress
censored out
“fuck color,”
said the black Cheshire cat
grinning in the dark
throwing guts of glowsticks
all over the walls
like Luminol
–LM
romance demonstrates a fouette
under your command
[you barely have to whisper
it still listens
& without a doubt
I do]
day and night favor you
it’s unknown how it’s possible
show me how it’s done,
guide me along,
if you don’t mind/
people who mark you strange
tug all of the weight
maybe it’s the triumph
of harbingers for rain
turning
their
guts & riling
them
up
Swallows are swallowed
deep into black nets while they come
for you,
any & all air has left the room
–LM
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