Germ Philosophy
Attics of incorporated sound tweak motif
and I candlestick the foragers for canvas forgeries
where those birds end piercing evenings in lyric's torn sky
the coffers stiff as ventholes in a masked array
benching mums for connoisseurs of humdrum strum and stress
arcs in eclipse, heterodox in spurs, o doctor!
If the land is mined, hove in ambience sticklers
in suspense of matted action automatically suspect
the rudimentary as a grandiose incline, work the highway,
the thoroughfare is thoroughly your affair, constant magnet,
strew your jets through a torrid wilderness to rid it
of circumspection, deltas of light full of it, full of it
thirsty night, jeweled amps and anthems
silt through the overt as time's vertical greensleeves
confuse the chameleons with the sham icons of helicon
wasted on the autofocus of vamoose nicked in the vanish
of words policing words for policies of neglected fizzle.
I like your music better when you smoke cigars.
It helps me concentrate my emotions on your green-yellow
color blindness. Colorfast tears soak through your sunglasses,
more concerned with what you is than who you are,
hip-hop bunny with bellicose bellies spangled for manx,
manipulators and idolaters, lollipop gags, sight's gag reflex
of eyes for throats behind the scenes where helicopters
go uphill, and when I see you again in Cocteau paradise
they'll show movies till there's no more dark for the sun to mar
the margin of the horizon, tickle for sticklebacks, cuckoo for cocoa puffs.
You, scratching mimes, adoration at a thousand flippers per minute,
how much did they charge you for that discharge?
Disgorge, you discalced, shoeless in sox, intoxicated.
My blue sky sublime as your black sun, color my world
reduced to the universe of Toronto, Toto, still not enough
to see through "white people and they cigarettes," a blue
workshirt and an anubis advisory, bored with brilliance.
Catgut your karma, cello my word, necklace for lungs.
Catgut your cultural capital, mummified in toilet paper,
better your nape than the guillotine, bactine for hurts
band-aids for the crash and burn park.
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