Genre of Eat

I force you out

Agita

squirming worms at high velocity

trapped behind eyeballs

I can see you pacing.

You seethe about rain on nettles

I’m drawn to the wholesome shape

you let them occupy

intact spikes filled with glow girl aesthetics

no longer tack-y to h i t c h onto coats

of pass-ing animals

moving toward the borderlands

Spikes, the illusionist

is an Indian rhinoceros

She wears heavy armor on the shoulders

and trunk

Go for the underbelly- says the Komodo Dragon

The message rumbles low

from Indonesia

His secrets s s surpass e s his cares

Fiddle Leaf watches the fly rub

its antennae, furious

glee over leftovers-

horse manure

Steam rises from the teapot

pressure valve releases

a long yowling hiss rips my mind

o p e n

to plug the little bits of grey matter

back

into my mouth

dried splatters of diet coke inside wrinkly gum tops

a silver tin-

sweet juice-y s l e e p

a pair of raucous red lips

round an’ round a carousel

bloody knuckle bone

grinding daisy lights

headlamps tossed in Neapolitan pizza

this genre of sleep

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Tres nights

Tres leche cake

three

What are w o r d s?

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But. Minced. Meat.

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It's

homeo-stasis

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