To coexist with the spring in a christmas shoe

to coexiest with the spring in a christmas shoe

walking with the tremors of a catfish

doped on the Marciano punch in the seventh round with a parceled rum and black

my sordid eyes settle on a glimpse of the sea

as the seafaring queen buttons her corset and shaves her butterfly arms.

butternut beans in a squandered levine

swims the articulate tide with an heir apperent guest of a shepherds eye

as I sleep with my sister in her orthopedic socks

so rocks the adulteress mistress on her silent night of mistletoes seasonal scam.

shaved ham and grated cheese of a mature cheddar with painted nails

blue whales whiskers tickle my throat and tasting of nicotine sticks.

pricks from the aardvaks teeth

bites into the heaving of my bleeding flesh of nonchalant screams

love is all, and

love is all it is.

tarrogan thighs in beds of aluminums stockings and lace

traces my footsteps back to a prehistoric morphine pill under a covid sky.

why does your wire cut so deep?

I am all alone with my xylophones lemon and south facing port

as I export my times squared vision of a summer fruit frozen in a winters grave.

flared trousers and my fawn suit

gluten free intolerance on a bed of obsessive roots of a purple squash.

sell your soul and quash your terminal and derelict forearms dinner and dance

slant your eyes to the coherant lies of deaths abnormal love

dance with the doves diseased offering of christmas in a shoe.

walking with the tremors of a a catfish in a shellfish stew

I am in love

I am in love with only you

and this one goes out to the one I love;