HEAD JUICE

Behold the silver river of head juice
plumb line who is privy to secret love

i pierced the sight of diamond dust
kissing the white peacock as she spread
her tail beind the crust of acid lies!

it comforts me / so relaxing i smoke
her smile full of lip stick sketched
backwards to have never been sensed
but by me ~~~ an atonement for false
wittnesses / of pearl fishers whose
feet are full of beach sand
— their faces turned into a coral pink
their breasts swinging around the shop
window greeting men with coffee and no
milk

i voiced two worlds and even without
purpose served a two-bit thug stealing
my verse —

A pendicle from the central chandelier of
the Earth.

I refuse to feed them!

:: 07.02.2022 ::