BAGGAGE CLAIM
Emma she from Tokyo.
Yvonne she from Madrid.
Sipping iced flat whites.
I remember the airports.
I remember the pussy.
PRIVATE CROSSING
Radicalized and italicized
A fresh take on my oeuvre
A powerful moment
The end of an age
Too many railings
Too much celebrity
If shallowness were depth
These would be 20K under the sea
20K under the Holy See
If you were baptized Catholic like me.
THE SUMATRANS
Humble and trendy.
Destruction you can trust.
But we suddenly had to like run.
YORICK OF LA FRONTERIZA
The fuck, you’re smarter than this fool
This skull merely a destination sign
Proving you’re going the right way
But hella smarter and better prepared
Ain’t nothing gonna stop you
You gonna make it.
Or, B, you’re just as lost and fucked as dude here.
Two things can be true at once.
A VAST AND HOLLOW BEACH
Super minus tide
Low gray ceiling
Like a bowling alley
Before the lanes are installed.
(HORN HONKS)
Notice went out today.
Inactive people will be purged.
One good thing about that:
I’m totally ME coded,
Keeping my profile lit online
Like I’m beginning my Vegas residency.
So while I’d like to die
With dignity and style
To self deport in my sleep
I’ve never known when to quit.
And now I can go to Predict-o-cize
And monetize my own demise.
THERE’S NO GOING BACK
Prepare
Find
Consider
Choose
Set
Hire
Begin
Close.
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