(a)
yer all cu/tu/p.
(in st.op.-mo.ti.on.
/ st.op. th.in.ki.ng.)
counting clocks on
amputated fingers.
(there are eleven of them,
and they’ve all got hands.)
...you don’t (have hands, that is). they’re off shakin’ and
bein’ shook
(and everybody’s <i>so</i> pleased
to meet you).
(b -- break out that dictionary, this one's got two languages and very little fluency)
il y a des blessures graves dans ce cerveau .
il y a une blessure grave ici (,<i>ici</i>) .
le cerveau , mon souvenir
(not properly assembled)
(not yet disassembled) .
le bruit est brillant
est inferme
est mourant.
( i’ ve like ened m’self to carb on mon-
oxide )
(c -- not so much a poem as a piece of shit)
easy to think this convoluted without the pills. when the yshow up (thick sticky mess) no thoughts not really. really. what i did: made you what i THOUGHT you should be. what i knew i could handle. asked you nicely (with fucks and don’ts) not to call. not to (don’t) [fucking] call.
wrote you a six page letter in headaches (mine. not yours).
done. i’m (dead and) quite possibly (buried) somewhere.
yer (blood alcohol content is through the roof) fucking everyone you know (not me not again).
sorry this is how it comes out. grammar fucked (spellin’ all fouledupanyhow, these synapses (open circuit failure) switched to ‘off’).
least i’ve still got my head/pills (and the parenthesis within parenthesis (see; misuse)).
<i>ceci n’est pas une fenetre</i>. it’sbrokeni’mbleeding. put my hand through it. shouted yer name watchin’ bill cosby do his thing (you always liked the huxtables).
conclusions are lot like breaking plates or shooting birds (or shooting plates and breaking birds). feel SO FUCKIN’ bad for that bird (brains in hands on dirt still warm). not so bad for the plates (no brains, lot like you and me and them).
this conclusion’s lot like breaking bird with plate. not so upset ‘bout the plate (my side my lies my dementia). (not so) upset ‘bout you (yer side, yer lies, yer brains all over the floor still warm). that bird, though. shouldn’t’ve. shouldn’t’ve done that.
(can’t find the glue for all this skin hangin’ off.)
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