Donut Duty

Pineapple shell

of rum in coconut

the realizer

pocked with visage

by looking term

and fed through

the drunk.

.

Out in the outer spy

city, the camels hitched

outside the donut

emporium

mellowed in the

cold night air.

.

The herd were

on at sun's cruel rise

spy city does

well for its climate and

fluctuations of

populations.

Sal

.

Paradise gave up

the road and speed

was the infernal obvious

.

the wood was quiet

and his pup knew

the real gift of

mindfulness

.

Bird and Dizz

tossed out bullets of the

new jargon.

.

it's in the blood, an energy

untamed wild out of the

night of jazz and highs

freeloading the road's

infernal beat hero

to lash to the woesome eye

and banging freight cars,

the year to Dean's smoke

like spirit trails in the moon of

Han Shan's Cold Mountain blues

"Johnny's"

Influence puller

drag the reed across

the causal flame.

.

Flim flam

artist scratch lines

on the harvester

bridge.

.

The tuck necessary

to function

stayed hidden.

.

It was cheating

when the bar was crowded

.

And the "Three Notes"

were the last band.

.

One guy was

even called Ringo

Warm Bench

Well it's been a long time
I must humbly apologise.
how are you?

Cone to the spheres of the dunce nebula
is there a stitch on the Raven bones
con of throes, fly by recognizance

hum of woooden pieces
the truck lands in its pile

outside the bangles plummet like comets
the jury west was pulling frost July 9

heat of the shine could you ever dull
riotous thrush, calm before dawn
she is the apple past your eye.

not much ado

Half stunned with all cheers and threat

you wrap the continent contently.

old forests corrode LSD remains.

and the walls to your voice subtley

crack in hairs and fissures.

a cold visit to a wine shop full

but all the bottles are empty.

.I see you again in the flowers

and foam, freelancing acrobatics

and your universe is gold and clean

the tether balloons in macro evidences

;

business affairs creep into the nights
and fold origamies of failing heart

trying to kiss from a rose as swift

lines fall from the graphics drugged

the psych change of mental rindes

juicy colesterol wickets drip oils and

grease into politics of boredom

while treating the hour as a fried small

fish, not much ado, "who was that?!"

Secrets

Fury night

Sirens louder through

the wind.

.

Whispers of

the grand secret,

just a mistrust.

The falconer

and his dangerous

servant.

.

The clove chokes

the plucked

announcement,

the wide sort is here

to take over.

.

Deluxe

Moondust

civilization moon?

how the interpreter's eyes shine,

exclipital space craft?