"after the cock gets swallowed
the heart follows"
"[he] wins again
because he's not even thinking
about me"
"the contest of dullards"
"i drive around the streets
an inch away from weeping,
ashamed of my sentimentality and
possible love"
"here comes a cunt carrying a torch
a grenade
a deathly love"
"her face was gloriously
indifferent"
"I am sleepy at funerals
I puke at parades
and am sacrificial at chess
and cunt and caring"
"green eyes
blue bedroom
bright machinegun sun"
"but one can never be sure
whether it's good poetry or
bad acid."
