For what would you please

T.S. Elliot: The poetics of 2004.
Transcribed by Courtney Jensen...





lacerations accumulate on my knees
for no unseen reason
and seasoning dreams

incisions split decisions to wipe
the subsequent smiles from piles of
dipes who's neighb's are yours
pooping behind the scenes.

please stop it.
stop it.
for what would you please.
for what would you please.