Scratching your nose because in this game
i can see your guilty tells even if you
Think others cant as you wear
your pendulums in sunken frames
which are dilating in the dark of alarm
calls for early rising fornicating apes that
Swung out into the world looking
for like minds.
sabotage the breathless automobile
Shutter speed eyed starched paper
arching to salutations
the agents of thumbed hands in saline.
The ideas of dignity found more in keeping
with a beach of Magician tricks
And did the learning curve ever look this bleak.
What blend of Latin is artimouse teaching
The wired jawline to talk through straws
crawling through the knee’s of faust
theatre binoculars released to see where hands
Laid out the book on estuarys and trees.