her drawer pulled a plateau

Antioedipus had enuff of that shite
busted his gape
won the gurl
riddled her shoes
with bellybuttons.

Anti anti wont wear her playtex pantie
nor her textual undershirt nor hang
its offal in her drawer dawning for
time her enjambed piece of furniture cloth
her repetition machine's oiled as geese
teariing up thee treat that clamber at the teat


Something wearing its click clack round gown.

ya dig you big schIzIo PartIcle

next we hold memory to be a curse
hoping yer trident can treble clef this wrong


ive drunk the cup half full ~

you'll make yer mends and ill make mine miennes