I am the
Lord of the
Warhol Cans.
Drifting a drifter
along a drifting
dusty dusty
road gravel
Car windows
Parallel lines of warped rainbows
Jack-knifed
My brother crashed.
click click
tap tap
scream
moan
sex under the looming
Laws of Death
Firebulls
Killer guises
Laughable wrenches.
Nothing but bad thoughts
incubated in a bad mind.
Tomato juice
Paint of the human canvas
I fed my dog a tomato once
At the top of the Alps
there is nothing
to do, but
ski down down to the bottom.
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