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Starring Jonas Tobias
and
Featuring Lisa Noops
in
FORKED SNAKES IN TARPS
a mystery of the European disco, waifs in train engines
scooping coal with their arms and hands attached to shovels
like an opera.
This bacon is suffering from lack of iconography;
naturally, it’s all shelved. Been there since the mid 30’s.
In act IV, Tobias sneaks off into the graveyard
to find his rust remover and loansharks.
They find him first.
Open steep caviar nights.
Exeunt live entertainment.
Tackled by apples and their caretakers,
the moist air smells fine, all is shaping up
to how it was meant in the track and field thrash records.
Oh you’ve changed, a spiraled man says.
Lisa Noops is pregnant again.
Heavy cream settles in her funded braids.
Her neck is pirate worthy. The sea is shelved.
The caboose flies off the tracks,
creating new geography for pork products,
as it be, in essence, that were to arrive
on your doorstep.
I guess we’re relieved that you put away the Tabasco.
Then Tobias and Noops
fall asleep in your giant wingspan,
feeling growth spurts every minute.
Sad metallic canisters
filled with fish eggs under hot tempers
coordinate semblance of overjoy.
Big black Alabama skies, ok?
It’s a worry that all space
it oats
climax at the bottom of tape
fracto mack
Jonas splits Lisa into eighty.
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