eyeliner was so cheap it was free it was easy to steal because no sister would miss it really / why would anyone steal it anyway you can apply it with the same expertise as you have with yr guitar just a bit so no one gets too in yr face hit the street and go look for angela licking angela's thighs back and round + round black lined lashes is punk rock sex without all the hangups hits are for squares and so is money. burnt english muffin crunches nicely between teeth w/ still a whole lotta future to go bags of records as currency for rent and cigs (and electricity - shit: + phone). prostitutes on chrystie and delancey think i can afford sex in sara delano roosevelt park?? maybe i look like a rich kid or at least some kid w/ a bit of coin. they will take it / i can't even imagine it.
no where to go but the back door/hard boot kick to metal void. cold beer stench / speed plowed waitress some art rock types working our way to ice cream and thin sheet glory. a smile on the jesus freaked hooked on our show.
burnished hearts blind to / inevitable madness take care of the devil, treat him w/ embrace alive with mary magdalene's heart. her eyes light the screen, a siren. breasts somewhat buttoned/somewhat busting thru. next town over - and i land into /exasperated non-finish. deliver me into tour mode
fucking kids crashing thru the woods. stream language, resilient nature, ripping thru: stones, rocks, / fallen branch. the chattering skulls of adult nayspeak grimace. dead orange alerts annoy the bedroom gate. the poems, like text-straps, soothe and protect, and beautify the insect click. city noise, screeching car-things, grandmothers in fractured finery a perfect day to taste a dogs coat. / puppy lust, n' luck corrective licking strategies. she motion for a light curious / to the invasive fix. -- eyeliner