every motion a twitch
in prostate
every motion a witch
squeezes my tit
and tells it
to bear all the gall that milk can be
calcium for her cranium
hormones for her bones and boners
phantasmagoria for her stoners
who dote upon the moat
that surrounds the palace
w/ pictures of Alice
and the waterway is filled with
rains of malice
a painful chalice
that will cure the ills
of dollar bills
which turn green
cuz they’re sick as a bitch who
takes the volubulous snitches, the rats
that attack the cats
who spread their legs
in heat and urge
surging dogs to come into
the heat
uncle toms stand aside and
Beat
OFF
like a beatnik like a beat-on
like a baton conducting
an orchestral orgasm of life
crooning to the wife
of the fork and the knife
that cut up the steak
the fried cow that the farmer baked
the squirrely chicken that we forsake
when we leave the lake but don’t leave the pond
which we urinate upon
w/ splendorous showers
of gold
of silver
of givers and takers
of the LA Lakers
of the Kobe, the cow
the beef the steak
stores in a shack
that will not break
unless you smash it with
a battle ax
a crash a conflagration
burn down the entire nation
trials are wasted on your patience
co-opt the cops and
chill in the station
grazing donuts with your tongue
licking off the glaze
and breathing with your lungs