Is it gauche to post two poems at once? Also, is there a nifty word that means 'to see through'? Sorry for all this work! I know, lazy-puff, it's summer. Finkle me a dinkle. Go shave an asteroid.
a hollowed head-
light, finds the
fine dust, this
One Last Note or Two or Wet
Thunder scoots against the riffs
that eke from such a dimebag balcony.
- He plays to prove his t-shirt,
its logash logo of The Doors.
- In his family, things are assumed fucked
when you spring for the pre-slated motorcycle.
of "first in the family to graduate x" --
not a neat forked choice, just a skylark plunge
for "volunteer jawbones on the Reception Battalion bus" :
- comparing pink-tubed and cornpoke routes
against his hopalong mytholojerk,
a clank heart and that later go! crokd fingr
trigger flang scuzz thud finger but oh now just
near the shower knob, nickel hussy Mazda gurgle --)
- He has seen Val Kilmer fake peyote bolstered cum
and dreamed to jump hard from his own face,
losing sweet ass riff shit to wet strings
kinked and fried (what is it five seconds)
by a rain that you can lean from or let spread.
- He tries to keep the guitar under the roof slats
and knees the amp against his goof flesh.