“He described an erection as like lead with wings. I thought that was apt.” -Fred Ward

(third take canto, subtitled:

el corte Ingles conf en España

-dedication coming soon…)

ENTWINED WITHIN A DREAM
WRITER AND MUSE

                        TO WORK THE POEM
AND NOW SERIAL KILLERS DO NOT NEED THREE NAMES: “MEXICANS AT GALA HOTEL, BABIES ELEVEN SENEGAL—(HOSPITAL FIRE CARTEL  TEXAS”
AND I CLASH: “KILLERS IN AMERICA WORK SEVEN DAYS A WEEK”
(IT WAS THE END OF MAY AS PUTIN VISITED THE WOUNDED)
THIS WAS NOT ABOUT POLITICS
                                        OR EVEN PRICES
NO COMMENT YET KNOW
                ING WE CANNOT ESCAPE: “HE WAS TRYING FOR MONOGAMY”   TO BE HONEST THAT EMILEE
AND GUITAR SCALES
                                        LEARNED THEN DERAILED BY SOURCES UNKNOWN
(FAR FROM ATLANTA
                FAR FROM ATLANTIS,
FAR FROM ALTERNATE THEORIES
OF BAAL,)
                         CLARA HAD A GALLON OF CRAN’RASPBERRY JUICE,
I PROMISED HAVANA THE FOLLOWING COVER
       (BECAUSE THE BOOK OF THE DEAD SOUNDS A LOT LIKE VAMPIRE FICTION)
I STUDIED WAGNER AND BIZET: “NIETZSCHE RIGHT HABANERA CANNOT BE SURPASSED”
NOT A MIGRANT BOAT BUT ISOLDE WAS PISSED
                        (THE PEE FLUSHED OUT AT THE IMAGINED KIEV FINISH LINE) SHE WORE A PINK AND WHITE SATIN CORSETTE BRASSIERE
IT SEEMED FRENCH TO ME BUT I HAD TO FIRST LEARN THE BRA VOCABULARY
BRAVO AT THE NORTHMAN AS STRONG AS ANY DREAM I EVER
I NEVER WEEP EXCEPT AT THE MOVIES
               DECEASED TOWELS AND SUGARED ORANGES
                DOG AT ANKLE BY A GAS TANK: IMAGINING IT IN VOLGOGRAD
DID HE DIE AT SOME EXPLOSION
                 (THE MAN WHO SOLD THE W BUSH)
RUSH AND PUSH , WILL NOT EVER RHYME
I HUSH MY PLAYING UNDER AIMEE MANN,
        TUESDAY’S NOT GONE , LYNYRD
“WE NOTE THE PASSING OF ICM’S FOUNDER”
SKYNYRD  LET ME TELL YOU A MINOR SEVENTH,
                C MAJOR, G MAJOR
TO HEAR HOW THAT VOICE CARRIES
WELL I NEARLY SANG ALONG TOO
                 (MY SILENCE)
IS TO AVOID CERTAIN LOCALS…
BEYOND LIFE AND DEATH WYNDHAM EARL HAD STUDIED THE SECRET BOOKS THEN LEFT THE GOVERNMENT BUT WHEN HE TRIED TO TAKE A SOUL IN THE BLACK LODGE
IT WAS HIS THAT GOT STOLEN INSTEAD – YOU SEE I MASTERED CHESS IN CASE OF A CONFRONTATION THAT ACTOR KENNETH  WELSH NOW IN HEAVEN
                SO HELL IS YELLOW GLOVES…
THE LATEX CALVARY SOLUTION
                 MANIFEST DESTRUCTION (GAUNTLET AGAIN, MACBETH)
“INJUN” SAID NOBODY NO MORE,
ARABIAN PERFUMES NOBODY HAS SUCH S&M ALL HANDS (CRYPTO AS A STOCK ENGINE)
LUNATIK TOK CANNOT EVEN EXPLAIN
                        “DOLLARS ARE NOT BACKED”
                        TETHERED IS CONTRADICTION,
I LET GO OF ALL ETHEREUM FOR 34B
YET FOREVER DID NOT TOMORROW
CRAYOLA REVOLUTION CRAWLING THROUGH MY BOOK OF LIFE
         IS IT HER AT THE CONVENT
(HE HAD KEPT TWO GAVE HER ONE)
SACRED THEN EVEN IF LOVE’S FOOL A FOOL FOR LOVE:   YET ALSO HOLDING AND STAKING (YOU KNOW IT WILL BE ALL RIGHT WHEN THEY REQUIRE YOUR BLOOD TYPE SAMPLE BEFORE ALLOWING YOU TO PURCHASE)
I KNOW MY RIDER IF I SEE HER IN THE DARK
               GLOW IN THE PARK
“NOAH IN THE ARK”
                              “THE MEANING OF FL/A/CC/ID”
OR HOW TO NOT DISTURB THE HAREM
SOFT AS COTTON DOWN THERE NOW SAID SOME ANCIENT MUSICIAN
                                      WHEN EXCLUSIVE, IT MIGHT BE A GOOD EXCUSE HARK
“I SWEAR I FELT INTRUSION
       NOT EVEN MORPHINE”
’NINE CHORDS.  .  .  .  NAILS THROWN
OUT ONTO A RAVEN BLACK AVENUE
        BLUE PEOPLE DYING 
        “AS THE PICTURE OF A PREGNANT MAN CANNOT BE PURCHASED”
                     I HEAR HER VERSION, OF DRIVE  AND RECALL OCASIK
“STANDING NEXT TO ME ON MADISON”
                      SOMETIMES EVERYONE SEEMS SO TALL…
AND THEN OF COURSE THE ELF IN ME SEES
THROUGH THE SMOKE
AND MIRRORS, HE IS AN ALCHEMIST, WEARING A WITCH’S HAT,
ALWAYS FANNING
                      A MYSTERY FURNACE,
ELEVEN IN SOME TRANSLATION
SO PARANOIA  IS POSSESSION OF THE FACTS AS IGNORANCE IS BLISS
IF BILLED HOURLY
                        THIS MACHINE KILLS FASCISTS
THE LAND IS NOT HOURS
NO WONDER THEY TOOK NO NOTE WHEN
              I ASKED FOR THE MINERAL
RIGHTS SIGH
WELL AT LEAST I GOT MY MOTHER A CONDUCTOR’S BATON
ROUGE (BLANC)
SCATTERED NOTES ON OTHER MANUSCRIPTS  – HIS RANT COULD NOT HAVE KNOWED THE DECAY CAUSED BY HER SENILITY (PERHAPS ORCHID WAS CHRIST’S  MISSED DOORWAY-MERCY)
BUT THE MARIA ALEJANDRA ADDRESS NEEDS TO BE EDITED WHILE THE WHITE CAT MAKES ME WISH I HAD ENOUGH FOR ALL THE FERAL STRAYS
AS BRIM IN THE END IS TWO BOOKS, THE SECOND UNTITLED AND A SCREENPLAY

                        TWIT TERRY
MALONE HOW OBVIOUS DOES MUSK NEED BE?  I THOUGHT ONLY LADY GAGA WAS THE ADMINISTRATION’S HOOKER –
       HE WILL NOT TWEET,
UNTIL ELECTION OR REVOLUTION
               
SELECTION BOND WAS ON BROADWAY
            WORLD STILL IN CHAOS
            HE WANTS TO PLUG IN AND
                                           BLOW THE ROOF OF THE JOINT
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WAS THERE A POINT
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APPOINTMENT
PH ! TRIED TO LYNCH
GOT ME DIZZY (DRIVE ALL
NIGHT) WORSE THAN LIZZY GIVING
                               HER FATHER TOFU
                               A LAWLESS TIME!

NOTHING TO DO EXCEPT HOPE

NEON DEMON DOPE YET SAME FLAW-
WHAT IS HE TRYING TO SAY?

                               HE IS HESITANT
                               AT THE DOOR
OF NEW ROMANCE,
       IN THE PROVEN SLAVERY OF ECONOMY?
AS IF IT WERE A SALAD, ORGY!
        WHERE NO ONE SEEMS TO COUNT OR CARE!
           
                                PLANET OF THE MONKEYPOX, STRANGE DREAMS WITH WOMEN POSING AS INTIMATE MUTUALS
                                 PERHAPS IT IS THE PRICE AND RECEIPT OF SOME SORT OF FAME,
           
                   LYRIC BY BOWIE: BACKUP VOCALS BY LENNON –
                    WHEN OUR WOUNDED RETURNED WHICH LEADER HELD THEIR HAND?
 
ALL WE HAVE IS EACH OTHER, MAKE NO MISTAKE THOSE DEAD CHILDREN WERE YOURS AND MINE
 
NO WE CAN’T DANCE AT ALL, CUERVO GOLDENHAIR INSPIRED BY IRELAND’S LAUREN WAS RELEASED ON BOB DYLAN’S BIRTHDAY…

        I USED TO BE PROLIFIC BUT NOW I AM TOO CONCERNED WITH SOCIAL MEDIA PROFILES – PORTFOLIOS – AND
SOMEHOW STILL THE MISSIONARY
            POSITION
THEN STAPLES  MADE PORTAL
                                  MONEY TO BURN
           ANOTHER TURN 
KDK EXPIRED AFTER A DECADE OF DECADENT NONSTOP ACTIVITY
      WHERE WAS I
   I WAS WHERE THE WEREWOLVES
STOPPED MAKING SENSE TWILIGHT
DO YOUR PANTS VANISH
      WELL YES SOCKS
              DO SEEM TO GO MISSING
              BUT NO
              NOT LON CHANEY NOT HULK
              NOT EVEN TEENS IN LONDON
YET WE MIGHT ALL AGREE
                                                  THE TRUTH IS SUBJECTIVE
ESPECIALLY WHEN IT IS REDEFINED AS A FREE FOR ALL PLATFORM –  TRUTH IS SOME WOMEN HELD BULLHORNS TO AMPLIFY THE REQUEST TO KILL BABIES OTHERWISE KNOWN ASAB ORTI ON – OKLAHOMA DID NOT APPLAUD – ROVER WEIGHED
I DO NOT LOOK AT MY HANGER AS I DID BEFORE
NOR DO I GAZE AT MILITARY PENSIONS WITH ANY SORT OF UNDERSTANDING
                                            I REALIZE SOME DO NOT CONSIDER MY WRITING WORTH A PLACE IN THE LIBRARY?
YET, WRITING IT IS WHICH MAKES THE PLAQUE ON LOST BRICK HIGHLY IRONIC!
         OF COURSE THEY WANT THE POLLYANNA THE PLEASE US SNEEZE BLESS THEM YET YOU KNOW IT BEATNIK LIKE A STORM HORSE STRIKING RICHLY AT THE POVERTY OF DIVERSITY FOR ANYTHING OUTSIDE THE ESTABLISHED SHOOT EM UP SHUT EM UP IS BASICALLY CENSORED -IN MY CASE MOVED WITHOUT FURNITURE…
I ONLY CONSIDERED IT TWICE IN PASSING AS IF OH ANOTHER HURDLE
HUDDLE BACK IN BLITZ REVERIE
SHE IS NAKED IN THE WATER
MY REACH SUBMERGED
AND I ASK, ONLY TO HEAR A HUM-
THE RESPONSE TO A PREVIOUS
QUEST, QUESTION
QUIETLY I QUIT AT THE LUNAR ECLIPSE
TO TRY A NEW ATTEMPT,  AT LOVE
I AM TOLD THAT I CANNOT KEEP A CAT
AT THE LAGUARDIA STALL
I TELL SKANKBANG THAT I STILL LOVE THEM
BUT I REFUSE TO BE A SEX OBJECT
THEN SURRENDER TO THE CONVENT
PIGGY BACK MEMORY THE PICTURE
                                        THE PICTURE
THE MONOGRAMMATIC PANTIES AND THE OAK BENCH
 
“PROM SEASON NIGH”
       SOON I WILL HAVE IT ALL TO MYSELF

IT WAS THURSDAY,
THE NIGHT UNCERTAIN, IDIOTS SURROUNDING
IN FINDING ADORATION
I ONLY SEEM TO LOSE
                      MY SELF
WITHIN THE SHADOW OF DESIRE
                        A DRAWING WITHIN THE LINES
HOMOCIDAL AND HORNY
NO DISGUISE
                       I AM GIVING IT ALL AWAY
EACH MASK, BECAUSE
                     THERE IS ALWAYS MORE
TO QUOTE HIATT THE FIGHTING AINT NEVER DONE
OF COURSE I DID NOT MEAN TO MOURN MY PALACE, IT IS ONLY THAT VINCENT GALLO
               MIGHT NEED A HAND
WHAT IS IT EXACTLY THAT YOU DO?

IO RICORDO

I’M JUST LIKE YOU IT IS TWO IN THE MORNING AND
I DONT KNOW NOBODY


WE SHOULD  NOT HAVE THE BURDEN
OF STATECRAFT
YET THE CRICKET CRIES AND THE OWL SCREAMS – TO AVERT THE HEARING GLANCE CAN ONLY RUIN THE WORK IN PROGRESS DRAFT…

AHEM.
          I HAVE TRIED FOR DREAMS AND LOVE –
PERHAPS I HAVE DIED FOR THEM…
OVER THE HILLS AND FAR AWAY, FAR ABOVE  .  .  .
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