abrogate

crack a cracker, plum a plumber, jilt a gyllenhaal, bring a grain silo, and abrogate an automatonic and gin abigail while she smiles at the little nothings in the corner of the jalopy bars swaying inside the tornado of bestial encumbered yellow jelly frigates

abroad

approach the panoramic abroad with sea kelp vicissitudes equal to that of young paul's waxwanewaxwane ecstatic crayon-mashed potatoes mix obsession

abroach

an abroach penguin skull leaking jesus bile every time Reverend Certainty farts and blames it on the heating ducts

abridge

your thick dillinger-fucking black lines abridge the bridge to bread crumb details adding taste to the conspiring piracy of silicone chicken breasts

abreast

does the left breast know what the right breast is for of in store — is this chest abreast of the predictions of this parting of the thighs?

abrasive

is there such a thing as an abrasive nipple? ask the word suckle about its birth and immortality

abrade

i was chilled; absinthe made me warm (this was well after the wombwarmth, only hours after being close to another womb, knocking on the door with my tongue, ambibalent about getting back in); i was growing a beard to warm my pocks and scars; warmth abrades softness; warmth warns the womb of a hesitant returner; warmth is a war; warmth is a whore demanding lifelong monthly installment plans; Warm War: i'd shave my beard for you, but you'd just call yourself something else entirely next election cycle

abracadabra

speaking tongues, automatic doors get stuck, stay stuck, and orchids become the new gold standard; speaking ears, the labrador abracadabra barks twentythree times and shits out prescription telescopes for defrocked cardinals

above-board

the only above-board person in this room: the imaginary demographically-challenged Inuit-looking aborigine-smelling stupefied lotus rock you assume isn't worth reaching with the long arm of your boring burritos

above

above us only hats;
above us only dangling sneakers;
above us only broken water water slides emerging from diapered tortoises;
above us only star wars you cannot resist sticking tongue out at, tasting like testing the positive end of a battery

about-face

i saw the thrice-faced blinds of your generation about-face when Drill Sergeant CracktheSky belted and bellowed a simple command: "Be." Do we have a learning disability, maggot? I said "Be,' not 'Seem.'

about

about a churl: let the toads of deception inside your cadaver-blue lunchpails; let them eat the mcdonalds-laced lettuce inexplicably sandwiched between peanutbutterandjelly; let the nauseously satisfied toadies free when the prostitute teacher asks where the progress left off

abound

chocolate spaghetti abounds in the ear piercings of winking street lamps, crooked as the reply from a kitten cat told i love you before going to the vets in a schrodingers box