POO B.A.L.L.S. (Winslow, Giffin, Cohen)

Passion fish, the prison of intentional misuse,
shake well, listen for agitator. Fine point,
reach of children, yet what correction knifed
a lot in Corinth? Tamper-less discounts for us,
again. Headlessnesses now loading contain tanned
millions. Marital intercourse must be tiring,
or the wife's precious garments squelch.

My number is Sistermouth. My rank is: Yours alone.
Combat me among perfect distnctnesses and presume
certain quantities of pain. Jewish-Christian
personal pan pizza. Garnishmy boobada with
appeals to sex. The shape of jazz to particulate.
Don't flatter yourself, I was looking at yo ur friend.

Lawrence Giffin
Northampton, MA
Jan. 25, 2005


Later on, a wizard
popped by nudely
masculine facemask

demansk

juicy forme
in form e
of crush
of in-built dick-pouch
seminal
quiet tiger
bidual
visual cat
weed makes me shitty
become above dancing
until you are in it outlive the giver
it felt like the bear was breathing
a hole in the bear
the bear insid e the bear stonehenge

Avance de l'histoire

Smarter than owl
turn into wine

Were you stabbed in the future?

Senators

Gold is growing up
her chest

it's getting dark so

Tear-away suits into the ocean

Light Recovery

Vanish. When snow hits the pavement it's smooth;
cool looks build little cubicles for us to move around in.
Every mountain builds little extra pockets of acreage,
the squirrels hulking, their cocks like the last husks of corn,
leaving rice that we use to cover ourselves over with. The room
is XDV6; there's wood in all the cardinal directions.

D207026 Vladimir Zhvyvniev

D207026 Vladimir Zhvyvniev, there are operatives and the masks that they wear. Behave, the streets would crawl up around you like matresses. Every dog would whiten, decorating the streets. Mists, then the trick of hordes.