shaking in our own booty shaking . . . (a tonal drawing written in poetic form)

shaking in our own booty shaking
(so this all it seeming warming
as we’re spinning to conceal )

now we’re here surrendering
surrendering on in this when
and us screaming so loudly
we aint even hearing
us here surrendering then

blatantly we’re wantonly raping ourselves
ensconcing in colding puppeteering arms
of our public auctionationing ‘jaculations
!so howcome it is we aint come-ing!

and we keeping on pretending
like as we’re all we’re just pretendings
at being what we’re pretending
that we ain’t wanting
this what’us wanna gone be
wallowing over and over
in this darkening light
of brass mas-tur-ra-bationing mimes
in line behind our own hypnotic rimes
so making just like “it aint so really so”
how we’re all swallowing swallowings
of our own mis-er-rationings of us

touching is . . . (a tonal drawing written in poetic form)

touching is
a longing alouding
of whispering soliloquies
softlying enfleshing
with no trespassing
a sensuous promising
gracefully consuming
nearly ever swallowing
a hungering caressing
with no fingerprinting
wantingly entangling on

**In a quantum/cosmological context, entangling is a most beautifully elegant and timeless concept.

hustling our absurdings in place (a tonal drawing written in poetic form)

hustling our absurdings in place

this enlarging letharging retarding em-barge-ing
is sopping my blood!it won’t leave!
how come this is that it lasting
when everything else it all changing so fast
just won’t you try and suppose too
that what if i’m still just might be left
some where here in here too screaming loud!!!
wanton-ly silenced . . . silencing in our never ever minding
just like we all made making us all coming to do

and so blatantly we letting us plundered
fetal cowarding in grand pretensious flauntings
plundering on in public vicarious fondlings
en-strangulating as we’re swallowing this tail
of our own beguiling serpentining guile
just won’t you try and suppose too
that what if i’m still just might be left
some where here in here too screaming loud!!!
wanton-ly silenced . . . silencing in our never ever minding
just like we all made making us all coming to do

and we’re all just rainbowed colored desperatings
peeping out of each other syncopating in laughter syncopated
posed posing posed for disappearing on
in the bubbular pits of our own omnivorating arms
waiting scared! with nothing else to make last
‘cause everything all it all changing so fast
just won’t you try and suppose too
that what if i’m still just might be left
some where here in here too screaming loud!!!
wanton-ly silenced . . . silencing in our never ever minding
trying to making just like this all gone just be lasting
‘cause we all made making us all coming to do

choral-lizing juba-lizing a stultifying dis-synergizing (a tonal drawing written in poetic form)

choral-lizing juba-lizing a stultifying dis-synergizing

coffling eyes numbing in the humm drumm sunging
of clamorous hustlers pluming in talented tenth–ing clubs
this ancient hubris  still scheming in gangs gangling on
leeching the blood of us all   spilling here looking
it mo’ insidious now nesting in nefarious vocalizings
anesthetizing synthesizings   of old rhythmating charms
dissolving all of us denying on in our rusing refusals
to just pause while here inside   and reverently muse
scared   we all stumbling running ‘round trying to hide
from this colding emptying  swelling torridly inside us
desperately fusing   propagating on out here all around
aloning is eroding the sands of our beaches
swallowing ourselves on in our own entangling arms
playing to the blaring sirens of this persistent dismaying
coffling eyes numbing in the humm drumm sunging
of clamorous hustlers pluming in talented tenth–ing clubs
this ancient hubris  still scheming in gangs gangling on
leeching the blood of us all   spilling here looking
it mo’ insidious now nesting in nefarious vocalizings
anesthetizing synthesizings   of old rhythmating charms
dissolving all of us denying on in our rusing refusals
to just pause while here inside   and reverently muse
standing up leaning we feeling around on our knees
snorting vain delusions of masturbating hands
shuffling our scant aborting ponderings of why
consuming all everything grabbing way ‘fore it comes
there is no anchoring ground to which we will bound
hypnotically sucking our dry brittle bones of renown
and rehearsing our vaunting howling enthrallings
so you knowing my face is the one that’s in vogue
just in case it be the case that we come to be found
coffling eyes numbing in the humm drumm sunging
of clamorous hustlers pluming in talented tenth–ing clubs
this ancient hubris  still scheming in gangs gangling on
leeching the blood of us all   spilling here looking
it mo’ insidious now nesting in nefarious vocalizings
anesthetizing synthesizings   of old rhythmating charms
dissolving all of us denying on in our rusing refusals
to just pause while here inside   and reverently muse

lonely-ing-ness (a tonal drawing written in poetic form)

lonely-ing-ness

for way long too long
you been never impounding
those pleasing surrogations
teasing in the lap of your wanting
that keeping on sipping you slowly
from the same cracked cup
of all your stone grey mornings

en-wantonly
you’ve went going bemusing on
in desperate machinations of momentary ruses
as cold armbouchures of this numbing reposing
they swallowing you up erasing you on
in dark vicarious doses
of fondling schemata

and you abiding a little less
each time than before
regressing over and over
in your own behesting
there wrapping up inside all
your pretended pretendings
of what you thought
was meant for you

you all alone in there
in all by yourself
with nobody else
not even you

help! is a most aloning call . . . (a tonal drawing written in poetic form)

(aloning aloned we’re wandering
wandered on in this just wandering
on the edge of our beach
by the stones on its shores
knowing knowd un-be-knownst the unknowing
where now that it’s was this there)

*help! is a most aloning call to ever be trying to be making
(requiem in purple for Vi and Maxie)

“to what do we wish for you my friend to be blinded
in a innocent most kind of your never even minding
what do we wish to be lost for you
so politely that it be be never ever founded . . .”
that no end knowd us then for us to be bounded

“laying here in these bed sores   mindfully sequestering
trapped inside this traitorous body   despised
way beyond the pale of any surmising . . .
damned so-called friends going on otherwising
i’m holding on to your voice in our memories of you
all alone by my self in a veiled demising
like our Dr. Maxie in there   he’s en-festering too
‘tween the neutering walls of municipal-ling halls
swaddling there swaddled just swaddling on
then going home to the family of a stranger’s bed
where he died there all alone by him self like me
in the plastic charms of another armless wife
—his own children they left    there standing outside”

“all themm-d infantile whims we wedded
when we knowd they were all just greeding
breeding rows of thick vixened brows
that we cuddled too close to our bosoms
servants we were to the toying behest
of their plundering bedeckoned calls
now we both of us here all together
in the wake of this confess
and the resignating plea
that’s all that’s left of our selves
. . . there just won’t enough time
just won’t enough time . . . for us left”

now then in here wave-ing here when (a tonal drawing written in poetic form)

if when is then
and then is when
and now is on and on
what then is now
what now is when
and when is ever then
and where in when and in what then
do stories we tell they all begin
and do they ever ever end
and what it is they all intend

now then in here wave-ing here when

in here i’m bound then for most never found
‘mongst a public litter that’s more renown
and this numbing i’m feeling in here when
keeps being spreading on out all over
dissipating your children aborting them now
raping us all on deeper mo’ deeper mo’ deeper
in the languishing retard of vicarious simulations
and you keeping on marching on just like you told
never minding ‘bout this something
you done’n’nicknamed it me

crowded in crowds you aloned aloning all alone
syncopated hallucinating in your own plastic arms
advertising patronizing emboldened perverse-nations
leeched you leaking on into a same one another
you wanting other but you scared you so scared!
of the feeling little left that you feeling it’s leaving
and you never ever ever make’it so you be seeing
what you wanting i’m always waiting in here waiting

but you keep on sucking on them-ed used sugar titties
cunningly consumed in the daunting consumption
of your own hypnotic and callous-ive consuming
you hallowing the hustlers desecrating your time
swelling your heads with masturbating rhymes
auctionating in palladiums of a popular clime
and you erasing me on mo’ furthering on away
smothering in spells of a boundless dismay
then sewing up into things of animated clay
as nows and thens and ever whens
keep keeping right on entangling

tha-inged-ing -duh-ing (a tonal drawing written in poetic form)

tha -inged-ing -duh-ing

in a grand mastu-r-bation
we all us all con-trivialating in ethnicized configurations
that “it’s just all about me”
pander’n pandered hip-notic panderers
pump’n like this is all that’s real
. . . but the coffle-linged eyes en-still-ing
they still betraying us all
prancing stones we marched on
in a hummed-drummed marching

and every body hustling shuffled on in the hustling
knowing that we knowing that we knowing we all whores
rehearsing for the selling in the sale sold selling
drivelling mouths scrolling fast our consensual snide
in farting words trolling out some big protuberating ass
propagating this numbing perver-se-nation-ning om

swallowing all and we all swallowed-up in the swallowing
he-s down-lowing him-s just like the same as with her she-s
rainbowed feeling-s ‘round in them-ed shadows
trying to pawn forbidden things
painful gnawing coalitions of this unknowing retard

we all us all we every thing-ing
just trying to come back here inside
and always through an other
that’s this some nother body self-ing

entropy-nate’n syncopate’n . . . (a tonal drawing written in poetic form)

entropy-nate’n syncopate’n
(aint no body aint they feel’n
what is it is dat is dey feel’n)

shaking rainbowed colored asses
all up they is in all the faces
con-juring mixed con-jur-red mixing
there fingering here
in all the places begging
tongues waggling up
they on the stages
wet poot’n louder fart’n louder
fart’n louder fart’n louder!
fart’n louder!! fart’n louder!!!
strategizing hypnotizing
abortionating paralysing
desperating desperations
perpetrating perpetrations
impersonated flatulations
inflation-nate-ting personations
distorted ego ‘xaggerations
filled fulling fulled
of yesterdays
of yesterdays’ invaginations
dull shining canned mastur-ra-bations
engenderinged-ing
pronominals profoundly bound
sancti-fi-sighing ‘side the sound
that sanctified here humping ‘round
harry pottered elaborations
juvenilla fabrications
increasing in the crouch
of wall streeted perver-se-nations
us simulating emulations emulating simulations
snapping fingers auctionating
trying to sign on time
shuffling lips kaleidoscoping
so make the motherfuckers rhyme
shaking rainbowed colored asses
all up they is in all the faces
con-juring mixed con-jur-red mixing
there fingering here
in all the places begging
tongues waggling up
they on the stages
wet poot’n louder fart’n louder
fart’n louder fart’n louder!
fart’n louder!! fart’n louder!!!
strategizing hypnotizing
abortionating paralysing
desperating desperations
perpetrating perpetrations
impersonated flatulations
inflation-nate-ting personations
distorted ego ‘xaggerations
filled fulling fulled
of yesterdays
of yesterdays’ invaginations
dull shining canned mastur-ra-bations
engenderinged-ing
engenderinged-ing
engenderinged-ing . . .

intussusception-ninged-ing . . . (a tonal drawing written in poetic form)

intussusception-ninged-ing
**(rivers us known-ning bent pulling pulled
bending ‘round the ‘lan’ic ocean
for making mo’ us all should
oughta done be seen seen-ing)

aboding dark mattering imploding on
through in the middle of this passing on
feeling ‘round in them borned forbidden things
spawning on in the holdings
of this swallowing dark womb

stole! pour’d on this journey sowed
by some them who us! by who’us sold
herding dark bodies herded there herding here then
there tied one to the scared
trembling here in the other

in’us self !throwd bound !
there squeezed down in here!tight!
undulating notions surrounding and pounding!
rubbing titty nippled ‘rections
warming hardening there harder
‘gainst the hot protesting breathings
of lil’l round titties bare
scrotumed logs pinioned thronged
there wedged there bumping
in wet creviced rows ‘gainst
bare naked buttocks’ backs
who ‘cause they scared!all they scared
they all scared yearning home
in the thick sweating rushing
of hypnotic body odors

us fed feeding here feeding
on this what here in there swelling
lip twisted ‘round and ‘round
knotting ‘round in’us head
gnawing down on inside another on inside
this some other some ‘nother body self-ing
here swooning rhythmic enfoldings
of them dark fleshing walls