[dead man]

check






sporadic at best. photographic arrest, developing sight
paragraphs parasitic to write. the bible mentions me twice
fooled you once. acoustic rhythm taps molecular life
bearskin percussive set in maple. rawhide, stretching it tight
til instrumental delight is something easily played
green serenade. kudzu vine, whip cracks, leafy meringue
minimalistic, semi-consistent, clearly deranged
sentence derivative like collective experience, deleted or saved
believing is pain. peace is the raindrops buzzing at noon
until it reminds us that we've got something to do
sunrise dusky as dew. hustler pursuits in a duster, adieu
i'm off to look for substance to use. to fuck or to screw?
taking life for granted like it's custom for you
while i try to cherish every single lunch i consume
lustful and crude, love is abuse. i've cued a diversion
to discover love is simply what you'll do for a person.
music is purpose, beauty to worship, chiseled in stone
all we ever needed was a picture to hold
impressionistic repose. print still-life digital prose
watch it come alive. then kill itself with a rope
it's sacrificial, it's bone, dynamic socially strained
built an empire in my bedroom just to throw it away
microbial waves. throne in his grave, growth and decay
scribble multiples on multiple pages. but only today
i don't mean to be meaningful. just composing in vain
zirconium blades, open my brain to let neurosis escape
floating parades, globalized like xenophobia, AIDS
Alice's hole was her slavery, now she's holding her Chains
smoking flame, opiate-based, glass-blown bowlful of haze
behaviors trace what biometric coding engrains
total disdain for methodology, dogmatic determinists
chaos captured Copernicus. a field of wrathful conservatives
passing for rational persons, nails scratching the surfaces
soon
there will be blood
better fasten your tourniquets.






A. MADDEN