Kevin broke a bloodsweat bead
above his itch to track between
both eyes with languor fret
once twitch at lip then quit
He thought it was a fly.
Palms wet but gripped stick
like him great big Danish HuskyDog
and stick was it.
(joystick : prick :: button : bitch)
Big fat firing weapon dick.
eVANGLE DU ARt
spoke softly into mic at throat of system covering skin,
urban helicopter flies
Kevin pushes the button
Pushes the button
Frank pauses in his drumming, watching the fireworks die.
with a voice like an inflatable-doll blowout
speeding in a grey-green 1962 Porsche
an alcoholic skier matador
above its icy wheel.
deconstruction cowbell blues