Priority

I used you as the pen to scribble out my fantasy
I use tear drops to dot I's and eyes
Because I am nobody's priority

I used fear as the light atop my worldly peak
I use dark oak to lean my body and encase my heart
Because what else is priority

p. 4. Antibiograms

you said S. Pneum. should be italicizing
I kicked myself for rushing and gushing
not for impressing but for not Latinizing
and excited was I, To please and please please Let me please!
I licked each bug fonting wonting haunting to squeeze and wheeze
not for grammarizing but for romanticizing
and said I, Pivot Tables

you have not yet seen yet should be shown 
I picked my chances and by chance
an antibiogram tailor a one man champ
not for big conglom shoo sham but one woman heart dam goddamn!
I tramped Excel and VBA, a withering foray guising to soirée sans bay
yes with sparkly tricks of a stable ivy livet gable  
and you I, Turn heavy bourbon'ed tables

pg. 3.

what I do with her I want with you
pull and push so as to pull closer

pg. 2.

I don't have a good reputation
for which you fear the truth of
I want and don't want to disprove
for when I fear, there is untruth

I don't have a good expression
for which I suffer aloneness
I want to show you some possibilities
for you fear, and I want to unearth

pg. 1.

little pieces of velcro you throw at me
i stick and unstick to stick again
along the x-axis of Time 
patches of existence non-existence
each second each void

i hold out my open palm you land
don't twitch but muscle does not listen
like you feel my grasp already
you flow and fall through spaces connecting  
each finger each beat 

you land and fall along the axis
i stick and unstick what you give me
what you take away
and i hate you for it

i land and fall along your whim
you are so stingy with your velcro
enough just to keep this alive
and i want you for it

twenty. aight?

twenty I ate
twenty times too late
twin finds twine 
twelve is twenty
and twenty twelve is past
but twelve twenty is tomorrow
as twenty is thieved
thine fines entwined
twenty twines too soon
twenty eight I

tBwitch

the nerve said to the muscle: Twitch

and twitch the bitch sure dint ditch but he who is so kitchy cant in no form or shape let his britches be ditched

The Uncomfortable Comfort

Nothing is left inside here outside here
Or is that so
Everything is created for distraction detraction
Yes that is so
sew soles solely so
sold of souls

Tolerate I do this authority of foolery
Or should I
Pursue I do authoritatively of fools
No not quite 
quiet quits quite quippy
queues of quests

All things left is but bred from Trueness
Or one thing
Lean cuts leave hard metal Comfort
Yes hard soles
soles tight tread quietude on quest along and of / hard True non foolish non detracting ground
sides both fall cut authority souls in queue upon queue into /  fools moat soft putty comfortable Lies