Cul du sac

cul du sac

the westward movement has slowed to a trickle or a nickel a point &;
30 bucks a game... so keep it all close to the vest for the rest area
is just over the hill &; once around the park it in a secluded
street but not too far from a street light flashes &; party crashes?
&; secrets stashed where the last of the pink pills lie in wait for
the eye balls to be way laid &; forced to do penance for the sake of
geek control... fluffy mice bodies? the heads removed during
intermission between the ACTS OF CONTRITION &; REMISSION... due to
high potency cocktails taken in well timed doses precise timing &;
time steps down the hall &; into the open air stare focus your eyes
2 feet from nowhere...

ping go the eye balls... squish goes the nose against a plate glass
window to the soul doorway into the forbidden fruit dangling from a
paring knife thats looking for a dotted wrist to circumvent the lay of
diminishing returns in scratchy 16mm black &; white all done up in a
masquerade ball sequence where the PRINCE OF DEATH... ala Poe...
waltzes thru the wombs &; rooms with the LADY FORLORN in his arms?
starry eyed with well plucked brows &; silver rings coming in &;
out the flesh &; dotting all the eyes &; crossing every t...
while the RECTAL COLON spews the RIGHT OF THE FIRST NITE into the
crotch of MISTRESS MARY quite contrary your legs will be spread upon
the bed of some one elses cul du sac &; pay them back with micro
biological warfare or war fair is as fair does cause the rabbit died
for all our SINS...

pin another metal on the chest of GENERAL FOP &; crop it so there is
no tell tail evidence remaining to remind us of the salad daze in
questioning eyes that will not believe in the QUEST... this QUEST that
QUEST any old QUEST that comes down the pike at 85 mph &; smelling
of brake fluid splashed over one &; all from a ruby encrusted
ASPERGILLUM? it will not relieve the give &; take of BREAK STONE
OYSTERS on the half shell with just a squeeze of lemon to kick in the
death throes of agitation in the third position... but don't be greedy
&; hold back the hand that rocks the bivalve as the tide plays dipsy
doodle in the mornings after birth...

there was a time to get ready for sliding in home is just another way
of saying that the rest will be will be cast in stone or lead or bronze
or maybe just a plastic cast of a pink flamingo for a serviceable head
stoned you came &; with a little luck it will be the way you go down
MOSES &; build a couple more highways to escape the dense &;
stench of hot summer streets waiting gingiviticly for an awkward smile
on the facade of FLAT IRON elegance... who was it that said 23rd STREET
RUNS INTO HEAVEN... or was it the evening fog rolling down the HUDSON
with NEW JERSEY in its teeth &; the sounds of a train making its
tortured way towards PEEKSILL while the crimson sun inches towards the
horizon for some well earned sleep...