Exit wounds

From the pits it erupts again

The telling stains on shredded trees

It’s taking time and it’s a loosing battle

The body’s a creature of its own 

Can it not just keep it in

Save the crevice another crack

The control’s all gone to waste

Fumes from grains long gone

Sinews from beasts mashed down

Fuels the day’s scarring ride 

Tunnels and lights and cold seats 

Shifts n squirms and spent up meals

The exodus is mine to keep

A muted prayer to heal

Jump cuts

And I pilfer my needs
To please my dichotomy
Then stand back and ponder
On the sense it’ll never make

Swing at my dummies
All tested to a crash
These catatonic times
Got more minutes to mend

The reverb’s back
To take me on
Maybe hang around a bit
Then make me one

Tonal shift gnomes
Get high on arsenal 

Sold and locked on ticks

 Waitin’ on a Neuron rush 

Time to whittle it down

Little by wit 

Maybe none of it 

A pause cut time

thoughTrafficking

Is this place 

This whirring oneness 

That’s clogging me up

Making me sway 

A flatulent sigh 

Has it been heard 

Announced me in

Ponder my existence 

There she is again

A smile out of line 

Running away 

A trail of sand 

Man seeks a mother 

In every thigh adorn 

Then looking up 

The faces are fine 

Let it all be 

This is the here

That wells the space 

Of a lost detour

Need and supply

Little worm needs a knead

Hands and then some 

Just a little swell

Please treat it well

A little game to

Fake a know

Turns up true 

Cold and blue

Laid up good

Follow the cue

To build a start 

Tweak up twins 

A little above

There there now

A little more need 

Rim is good

Go with the flow 

Some touch control

Then it’s time

The business end

Tug and grind

Ebb and burn

Shoot up fine
Tide is good

Stop rewind 

Swan song

You’re so wiped out

Thinning out like crust

So out of fucking life 

But still sucking on

The slime of two bit luck 

Like a paper whore

Down to the last wrinkle 

Get a low down

Just lie down 

And let it pass 

You’re way past sell-by

Let it go

Let it slip 

Slow burn beam

To the butt of hell 

You’re twitching again

Twisted out of hope

Waiting on a want

What’s keepin’ you here

Two testicles out of time 

And you still tick

A little out of line 

Now be gone

Become undone 

And let bygones be

Not worth the stretch 

Let it out

Let it blow

Helium lit halos

Hallelujahs to a tomb

D(e)ad-end Signpost

I can still touch those arms

So strong and reaffirming 

Nothing could get to me 

Then there’s the day where 

I sit and listen to the medic man

Lay it out in black and white 

Just like the text that proclaimed it all

Nothin could get him from outside

So the plot was hatched from within 

And his body turned rogue 

I want to touch those arms now

Be strong and reaffirming 

Everything fails me now

Now here I am the messenger 

Ferrying the word to all out there

Of stages and a little secret that

All know ‘cept the man who holds it 

Could not break him from the outside

So it had to be an inside job

Just a little swell in time