trolley       minotaur       gestate

I’m an action figure
with a vocabulary
and a serial attitude.

accepting

the suckhole

of civility

oops

in the quick

tiny worm

tang

peep

fingertip

spittle

 

sweet delivery

rain

 

 

“Where does the dark go?”

blissflit

 
pop a wheelie
coax frolic wreak
gravity patter

go hosts

dew

heaven
has a bottom

plink imbue

bolt

bifurcate

tapping out each pole
in a frenzy
of reach

posthumous
belltower wellflower
morning sun

memory swerve

porch swing

dripping

the next poem

Make me real

so that I may

join you

chrysalis hubris hawk saw dirge

we’re edible
constructs
waking

farts

bark stars

to weed the ponies

in their holsters
every fiend
grows a little moat

sprinkle axe

absence of what
to habit

abacus snuff
glass hour
spank litter whereabouts

equal gull
or glove

preen

circumspect

tide’s in

disfigured