Tyson Bley

 
FAKE TAN AT 3 A.M.
 
oh insectoid butler
such crisp discretion
 
yeah
oh
deep-voiced poop
Warcraft-containing-bulb
 
burglar killed by Angry Birds
hurt and mangled on a single mood the
Stacey I know who likes to
on occasion politely
tea-dunk Casper
 
litmus fetish -
a pale amorphous unbaked rather delicious
pie
 
supernatural European sometimes his
morning erection complains
about having no life job career friend car money
 
sonnet catches
up
to
dildo
 
fingering vanilla leftovers the flytrap which
needs to be replaced every week watered dusted fed Igor's
growing asthma heckles
 
what the plot
of Natural Born Killers centered on:
she said 'the unbelievably hard to find home depot'
 
it behooves you
to know
this: the plot
 
the mold underneath the couch
the shade underneath the fake tan which floats
 
what I trapped in the corridor
in my nightgown with my paraffin lamp
did not fit in a
big enough power adaptor
 
ATM atmosphere
levitating on pools of dust makes me weep
the skin on my
rapacious muzzled pet ferret's elbow
makes me weep lust-howl
 
the smile of the screaming banshee's cheeks carved from
green bone cocktails sneering quotation marks sibilant noises
 
that
eschew plectrums

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