Thursday, November 2, 2017

Blade Runner


A coke machine releases a stick of dynamite…
aquamarine gushing sex computation imaginary 
godless…
hideous mystery blender abandoned junkyard…
hyaenas blaze absently in noon sun meat dream….
elephants take a large powder…
ambient grid cortex amazingly plays vampire.

A wolf bursts into flame…
alienated awakening herd doubtless insane…
too late for anything but patient nuclear unliving…
a bellyful of hoodwink doom.

How am I doing so far…
pesky atrocities continue to bumble…
flaming hearse almighty…
don’t I have anything nicer to say…



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