Tuesday, September 30, 2008

abominable snowman

an abominable snowman riding an asteroid waving a cowboy hat heading toward iran singing joan baez songs through a tracheotomy hole

Wednesday, September 24, 2008

abominable

i remember only our time apart, an abominable mud lesbian, a brainchild in a duffel bag made of gasoline-soaked rubber ducky feathers

A-bomb

what I have to admit is an A-bomb with only one sock still on fantasizing over your stocks in the fireplace

abolition

a sober face to replace the abolition mace in the taxidermied place of forensic-proof pink lace

abolish

and the night were universe to abolish the microeconomics of the soul's wide wine glass

abode

she had to more shapely define the abode with less redundancy than i could ketchup

aboard

if i could a pinball machine i would be aboard a catatonic swaying birch petrified by a coltrane taunt

abnormal psychology

I will trade you these blue pistachios for a degreee in Abnormal Psychology from the University of Pecan Fuckers

Tuesday, September 23, 2008

abnormal

abnormal, peccrazy, quadjuicy, bicepticklish, gluteuscalm

Thursday, September 18, 2008

abnegation

i smell on your tattoo the abnegation of a kiwi-drunk red-headed albino

ABM

i'll tell you what: i'll work nights, and days, and afternoons, and buy enough ABMs and you can set off all your ballistic missiles and i'll knock them all down and call it a day, call it my presidency, inaugurated on some other day in july

ablution

what therefore benefit the whore but ablution in a yoga class full of frogs

abloom

dipshit abloom inside the grain cracks of trials and troubled relationships

Tuesday, September 16, 2008

able-bodied seaman

i'm no able-bodied seaman (in a bad haircut) but i can walk this whole whole earth barefooted with no wince or winces if only you all everybody refrain from any argentinian askances

able-bodied

the smell of you on my able-bodied finger; the taste of you on my able-bodied tongue — not mangoes, i want to say mangoes, but that's not right, it's, well, if i had a metaphor, the perfect metaphor, i would be wallace stevens junior now wouldn't i?

Monday, September 15, 2008

able

am i able to love you (or have you at last finally exasperatingly love me in turn instead in stead in lieu of); am i capable of cloves and doves and mansion-building without slaves of any kind?

Saturday, September 13, 2008

ablaze

are you can you abilify the walking cane on the eve of fruit ablaze with stale suburban mind tickle-fuck?

ablative

your thunderbolt beer helmet is offensive to all Ablative Americans

ablation

through one tiny square of a screen, witness to the ablation of dignity

Wednesday, September 10, 2008

abjures

frog abjures injured smog absolutely too wishful

abject

these mcmurphies sire abject adjectival poor archival apostrophe abusage

Monday, September 8, 2008

ab initio

in the beginning, granted there may have been light; ab initio, the potential for darkness, and now, the storyhogs own one while spread the other

ability

wup and nup and up startup, the ability of yer nobility to billet and fillet and will the funk of the function of her frog curse