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Watermelon on the face in May

They figured out
All you gotta do
Is drone them
& they’ll come back
They’ll come back
They figured out
All you gotta do
Is bomb them
& they’ll fight back
They’ll fight back
Watermelon
On the face
Watermelon
On the face
In May
They figured out
All you gotta do
Is send them off
& let them back
Let them back
They figured out
All you gotta do
Is let them thru
& they may want
They may want
Watermelon
On the face
Watermelon
On the face
In May
They figured out


The inbetweens

Light a candle
Put a stop to them
Put a stop to them
Put a stop to them
I like to sit
Watching plants grow
From a window
Scrolling down
Down
Down
But it lags
It lags
It lags
It lags
& I know
Somewhere inbetween the I
And these requests you sit
Collecting
& I muse
Do you feel a pang rewarded
Like I do
Like I do
Do you
It’s sticky
Like a web
Like the cum
On your hands
Little humps
On the top of tinted SUV’s
Watching screens
Watching screens
Watching screens
It doesn’t matter
We’re the inbetweens
The inbetweens
The inbetweens


Zeno of Elea

The rains come
 It changes
It changes
The window
 It opens
It opens
Particles entangled
 Like lovers
Like lovers
Two times
 Is curving
Is curving
The rains come
 It changes
It changes
The window
 It opens
It opens
Particles entangled
 Like lovers
Like lovers
Two times
 Is curving
Is curving
You want back in
 But you gotta give
 It up to us
Up to us
You want back in
 But you gotta give
 It up to us
Up to us
The rains come
 It changes
It changes
The window
 It opens
It opens
Particles entangled
 Like lovers
Like lovers
Two times
 Is curving
Is curving



The gimmick of time

Sometimes

I can feel you
coming

how come we’re
the ones
that can 

Sometimes
I can feel you
coming

now the outside
is inside

Sometimes I
can feel you
coming

even when you’re
not around

my baby
is a spiral
staircase

my baby
is the center
of the maze

no one could believe
in their shallow misery

I can feel you
coming
baby

Lookin’ for what

How come every
time I see you

with yer
flashlight

and yer peepin’
‘neath the wheelwell

’cause you got ’em
in the back

separated with
the gloves on

and you’re tearin’
through the bags

lookin’ for what

Valentina 

                    My precious
little arrow
                      slingin’ booty
        bangin’
                      Got you
    senseless
                       Holy—
this suction
                       of nothing—
 Sundown—runnin’
          thru it—
                       Your ass is
     probiotic
                      O baby
It’s psycho-
                       biotic
         O yeah 


Anytime

An engine
                                      in the distance
is it coming
                                      from the sky
the protocol’s
                                      in place
deep breaths
                                      to slow the heart
not until we’re
                                      further
not until we’re
                                      free
an engine
                                 in the distance
is it coming
                           from the sky