Obliquely

Obliquely

hum goes the wrong word
begging for redemptive sky
the night alone, dies

how on earth?
how how on earth
ni hao on earth
"how" on
earth kneels onto itself
suffering from bigness
and emergency payphone calls

uninfluencabowl lights
smoker's choice
what's my next line?
what on earth how.

the moon kiss itself
"I, god of winter" so say
sunshine is a sin

all that is was even, but
the most unkindly feeling
until the day unsmoothing sway
generals sell firewood and dust

Renounce virtue

all that was is never touched
symptoms of emancipation

victims of, victims of,
loitering and, loitering and,

Renounce sex
                 virtue
                 fame
                 and tissues

teeth made of snails
hair made of weights

"Let's all try to get along."
"We really should treat each other better."
But I suppose that's not enough for some.  Or maybe it is.  Ought we find a hundred different ways to say the same or read and reread a quasi-nihilist's airport romance novel?  Ambiguity is a teddy bear.
Since nothing ever solid stays but whips the wind 'til it decays and something something, off the chain, runs back home, missing its daily beating.

Why not what is the only way?
stay in bed, blame overstimulation

Congratulations on your suckerpunch,
the amount of gaiety.

Truly do not

Truly, do not care much what you do.
...he don't make his living doin' nothin' proud...
A whole goddamn.

If I was discovered,
I would surely die.
Cannot do nothing but you,
so do not try.