28 June 2012

come on in and take off yr skin and rattle around in yr bones # 3

upholding & destroying sonnets w/ hermeneutic treason

the tuberculosis of a broken heart
w/ a Vidal Sassoon foundation of tremendous splendor
i came to you w/ schizophrenia in my art
fancying a train ride around the Island of Sodor.

forthwith, the treason of a clock on the wall:
personified by nine birds on the roof of a submarine
twittering a tumbler of irrigated absinthe, in thrall
to a dry dock of aforesaid whims & dreams...

O love, let us estrange ourselves from this apocrypha
w/ a jigsaw puzzle & potted ferns
as a bolt gun whispers, silently, ----------> Hosanna
whilst we adjourn these soap opera nocturnes.

i believe there is a meaning and we needn’t to go to the extreme—
something-something-something Love is a Many Splendored Thing

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