are you a famous rap star?

danto jocks phillo box project
project thought onto art object
object to discerning from import
import meaning for the word it

re-place word object with subject
subject the reader to construct
construct our very own present
present meaning for the word it

language must warrant this contract
contract the current hot content
content me with your best conduct
conduct meaning for the word it

confuse the meaning as abstract
abstract the terms of our discourse
discourse the texture as extract
extract meaning for the word it

what is in a question anymore?
compression? re-save the jpg
four or more times and view
at one hundred percent

record yourself singing
the trashmen
diving in dumpsters
surfing the web to
find yourself monthly

mega pixel brillo box
master pistel lip botox
misty plexel dumb like fox
maxi pickle dildo face

 

 

 

 

 

dear __________,
         “after you”

 

they call it a swirlie. you say swooshie. either way my face is in the shitter and you are flushing and you are filming. documentation we think is important. we piss in the shower our heads dripping and straining. and all i can think is your toenails are perfect. and all you can think is my nipples are perfect. two lovers perfecting the art of the phone call. and i miss you but you are here. and i am blending you not because you are the same people and not because i don't value your difference but precisely because i am sitting on my new toilet with my new pants on. and you are writing or sleeping or thinking about our last meal or our next meal and i am feeling like i understand better now. and i want you to know that it is because of you and the wedding and the blowjob and the keys are sounding like vibrations about to reach my fingers. and my hair is still crooning. feet sticking to the tile. i want this forever. and i hope everyone can someday experience what we have. not feel bad and smile in pictures. smoking and eating tacos and revisiting such happy thoughts while deificating.

 

 

 

 

 

engagement in paris

learning to tie a windsor...
her odd eyes crossed...

the imprint her head...
it is a wormhole...

just tickle the blueness...
a fowl flying in circles...

he loves commercials...
says it to hear it be said...

then he says it again
crossing his fingers...

a smile in hand is worth...
everyone singing together...

two birds in the bush...
no birds in no bush.