abyss

something is amiss, you see something is driving me in a subsidized bus toward a retina-scraping abyss - bliss for all those who miss beach ball and trumpet trysts

abysmal

your pretend demon dreams are an abysmal breakup remedy and i don't mind no matter cuz i got oblivion on my side

abysm

i threw a penny into the abysm and crow cry called back, all echoey and i chewed on a piece of bark the rest of the day trying to get that sound out of my timpani

abutment

city, oh city, your bridge abutments are made of marshmallow and your leaders are laughing at you and waiting for you to drown so they can stop making speeches and start fucking peaches

abut

abut your butt to my butt because spoons are snoring and because john and yoko were oh so precious

abuse

kitten qua noddle niddle riding the caboose of aboose - hey, stop that, there aint nothing no cutesy, now curtsy, about abuse. yeah dare is, when magpies find bits of brain after car bombs go off and they make a nest of skull and broken consciousness

abundant

she wore that thing on her head for so long trying to cover her lady locks because the gods yelled at her, or those that try an proximate the gods, or at least the gods' toenails, it left a bun dent, mistaken for forceps dent, but how is her womb supposed to be abundant when you and you and you and him over there are turned off by her bunion dance?