she painted animals with big ears.  the absinthe was flowing and there was a psychedelic klesmer band playing out in the driveway.  she liked my surface and asked if i could show her how it was done.  i wondered about what she would look like covered in grass clippings.  it was too cold for that. 

i had a small robot in my pocket that shifted its possession. 

there is a future in magnetism. there is a even larger chance that i will be sitting around doing nothing for a month.  the radio is eating my head so in defense i stuff my pipe with yard and avoid cleaning the house.  lover on a plane.  there have been lines drawn in the sand and i am blurring them with my heavy breath. 

seduction of animals.  on my tongue and in my nose.  the golden liquid makes my blood glow and i sprout antlers that get tangled in sheets and undergarments.  i have little monkey teeth all over you.  if you would just get out of my nose everything would sleep.  i am leaking.