first anacreontic scrawled in dior addict fuchsia pink on fair skin in alice, tx
If God popped
into your Master
and spun birth
$100 U.S. currency and water?
One week of being
set upon nonstop
each time we clear out,
before we even clear the door.
from going so long
punch-drunk on locker
confiscation bonuses and nothing dirtier
than flow from the tap.
likely. God manned
a tower for just such flutter.
second anacreontic scrawled in dior addict fuchsia pink on fair skin in alice, tx
I debate circumcised
guy, he wrings out verse.
I wring out verse, I’m child preacher.
Just break down your Alpha Kilo Juliett Victor,
circumcision is nothing, uncircumcision is nothing, He’ll
give you all you need,
give Him all your worries. My bed is in a room, the room
flesh made by hands, in the
long hours alone I practice forensic in recliner.
What am I in this proof. I’m mute and I barter at the door,
and let us not be weary in
well doing, for in due season we shall reap.
Nor is uncircumcision anything, this is the
counterbalancing assertion, for neither is
circumcision anything, I’m untouchable like a distant
diamond sky, I’m not
insubordinate in the service of the enemies of bigotry and
The confounding calm shatters
fear, complacency. We restrain ourselves from each
encroaching on the other. Was anyone called circumcised.
Let him not renounce
his circumcision. Anyone been called in uncircumcision.
Let him not be circumcised.
It’s like poison to me not to triumph in debate or even to
leave the wrangling