I.
Dimly lit tunnels evaporate in passing
bouquets of plastic roses wilt in forced heat
Nothingness cloaks being human
my own absolute value of zero in duplicate
Lying barren, slowly ostracized on two quadratic shorelines,
surrounded by imaginary hyenas limping silly from the Viagra
I laugh but don’t point

II.
Shivering alone in my platonic fetal ball
Emptiness ending
Closing time ringing contrary to church bells
For whom they toll
For whom they tell
Perpetual isolation this oxygen mask
Warped in a fire suit with solar panels
Baked in a microwave my hand is frozen

III.
Raising the ax
We scroll out the arms
Watch them flail like the sperm
That prizes the crowbar so spastic
Gleaming outside the cube shining bright
Why is it always too late to cure the triangle?

IV.
Pewter dashes of sunlight open the cave
Latex rivers dam the arches
Two broken bones and a coupon
Lamented, the souvenirs are hallowed
Burnt to a crisp these two mornings collided
With knees drawn to elbows, just to beg the pauper
Poke the blue thread and execute the humane
Fuck you…
I’m not Texas

V.
Chained to lime walls, strung and hung upside down…
Fed polarized nuggets by the Austrian Incest Dad…
Denn Herr Joseph fragt:
"Whose monster pirouettes outside open closets in shame?"
"Who mocks the whip and carves a pie?"

VI.
Indolent, the incontinent forces recommend a sea change
Their expenditures becoming four years of tepid harvest
Reaped and it sowed…
Deleted and it stored…
Temporary slivers of time this mercury
Bleeding in the paws of six wounded animals
Much to the crowd’s delight
Just forget about it...
We’ll all be searching for an exit soon enough