Monday, August 8, 2011

texts || John M. Bennett

shirt clock mutt nor blab
shimmer lofted past the
ab cess door your ticking
leg tk tk tk tk tk tk tk tk
the steps clown ed with
grass a d i s t a n t
bbarking and my
throtttled leg s s s s slaw
W





nut luggage grrunnting
leg o slab of ants in
freezer where his walle t
stuffed with hair a waits
your microwave in
plosion ))I was knotting
my shorts and drooling
in a sssssshhhhooooeeee
N



your fragrant hamster
rolling in the steel wool
your la p whistle’s linty
queen you fogged my
shirt an slotful shaped
your climbing clots of
fortunes soaked beside
yr gums your furry legs
my bulging cheeks







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hamster





leaks and storms the
rabb it locker ratt ling in your da wn П )))smoke
mumbling((( that corner
trickling in the base
meant to craw my cheek
do wn there’s a linty fork
sh ining in my wallet
with a gnat






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