Jargonne

Best laid plans make best made man

No lesser man, not your average diamond wedding band

Master all meters

Master raw ether, false lever

Trap door—horse fever

Not for false believers

Shoo fly shoo and my shoes fly too

Black Audi scoop

All star all weather boot

Whether we sleep or work til hands touch high noon

I'm typhoon, my natures to reign over crews

Winds in the distance push hard with persistence

I resist past tense, write never-ending sentences

Lend me your pen, mon frère

Pull up a chair

I'll teach you how to fish

With the diction air—Easy

My eye comes after it, castor swish

Oil taste like sadomasochist

Pacify a pacifist

But still smack a track back a bit

Who lacks abyss

I start deep

Go past the rift

It's the tremor

Light shimmer

White river

Flip the gas, we'll simmer

All summer, all winter

Tension in my neck

Cause no pension with cassettes

Work to get the check

Check work to get respect

No work in birthing text

Just flex with the bic body

Bass hobby, flight suit, space lobby

Bid farewell from the captain's chair

Baptist choir, Passive heir

Happenstance—aware

Massive pyre in the evening bare

All failings shared

Grace moves without broken shoes

Locus point in dunes

All praises due, broke in two

Nature swallows whole all souls on a dinner plate

Handles all hate, finger's placed in a figure 8

What's your fate?

Keep the aggression in my engine grates

Push the coal into my mouth

I'm taking shape

That's when the violence comes

I heart silence some

Dear diary, my heart believes I might be done

Death stares from the windows, at me