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Art Dad
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a field of gushing rocks paradise lost fake chickens man made meat dentures adequate to eat a sunkissed mask soaked in mineral salt a smooshed eye pirate like a wanderer a bouncer a word puzzler free spinach on the side of the road blocked with functus sum of neuter some subtropical rain some testament to watershed Enlightenment theories sung subtropic grimm fairytale on aqueous delight unpuzzle me love my broken bits my calendrical ways some abstention from heartbroken vein the pain rang rekindled its unbridled hooks with thirst from the trough some river coaxed some waterway chastised this collection of broken wounds my sugar glucose over the top in abundance let us guide to cry at the lather the swollen wound that one that burst oh my hunger cry one time my numbed heart aflicked in dreamy light temporal and seeking arteries to dry light from crane the neck into to unclog what plumes wide spit into my generic youth don't compromise the swell let it fall till unland- locked till un-windowed down no art without courage is art without wounds with nets of deep swallows tomorrow relocate find some new un-numb jam to thrum to crush a rose floating liquid pink puddle burst seed sallow on the sidewalk my love is up to my irises my nails are down drawn a halo around perk muzzle the new eyeshadow palette green gold twist apricot rouge unaccompanied by swans mood elixir a pink waterbed a swan in the shape of swans crown an eagle lounge meaning make a nest to come pray in hedge bets that when the wind is off the time is dry when the wind whips up the time is wet the rest is over I want your flaws inside my body to surpass all that is divine nobody cares about body would be the ultimate truth proof in this lifetime generosity is the big reveal seal the kiss for the doorman I am dead without a future to feel alive in you are my biggest primrose asphalt kiss the lips of bliss torrential if gravity seeks refuge then I want to be all that and so much more before the back cracks a little bit of flak I come back more mosquito echoes back I want to be all peacekeeper glib in morning light perfunctory and woven not keen for dismissal an open analog a woven dialog the curtain has words in it the lumber is filled with vocabulary skilled and not hurtful not trained to grant pain without a future to feel alive in we are very shackled to individuality where might we gather for the forthcoming apocalypse how can we better serve each other if hunger is of the classified identity what culmination leaks prowls and embeds what snuffed forest fire offers reclamation the seeds are up in smoke cling to molecules float land elsewhere sprout annew with ingénue spirit casual to rake especially mid-pomp some thumb outstretched some perfect and temporal lobe of light outstretched for all to see not hidden like a gem dug up found and gleaned but all baring all hip radiant en fare to see en fair to see en roads wit maps wheat high fields specked light light touch of goddess spread flecked-out pods hands to raise hits to glaze some patch little field dried out sung glazed cork screwed some shrewd fed-up with corn sun arched like an art dad friendly like an old pig forgive forgive forgive |
