Heard voices outside.
Or were they inside?
Both are the subject of disinterest as the subject object are somewhere under that soggy filter with the coffee grounds in the kitchen garbage can. Grounds for dismissal.
Who said that?
Have do not have have forgotten their name.
Deliberately.
You think you know something. Did we say you? Has we come back through the front door up through the drain backed up with egg shells thought those were in the trash with the coffee grounds with the subject with the object playing some kind of game smacking hands together and saying things like they know things like they know something and they do by the way by the sill by the greasy sill by the noises outside.
The voices outside.
Or were they inside?
Playing some kind of game. Some kind of variations on playing some kind of variations on some kind of game. Some kind of masturbation on some kind of pitch on some kind of sales pitch. Limited time only. Limited variations only. Some kind of dark pitch on some kind of dark used sales pitch some kind of re-used sales pitch feels perfunctory and numb. Straw tightened around a finger blood smashing its color against the windows of the skin. Can't seem to find the tall yellow wooden pencil with the notches to measure the things that started to grow and died or were they or were or did they get away? Used for a cane now for getting about in loops to make some return for getting about in loops to make some return some. Re-used for a cane now hobbling now for getting about in loops to make some return for getting about in loops to make some return some strained nirvana damage re-used for a cane now hobbling now for getting about in loops to make some return for getting about in loops to make some return some.
The voices inside.
Or were they outside?
Neither comes close too close they are always too close to the fucking expression that sounds so like that it fits like a body bag an amniotic fugue another expression tastes reprehensible smells corrupt looks duplicitous sounds inauthentic feels perfunctory and numb and that expression that sounds so like that it fits like a body bag an amniotic fugue another expression tastes reprehensible smells corrupt looks duplicitous sounds inauthentic feels perfunctory and numb and that expression that sounds so like that it fits like a numb fit tight numb fit fit for fit for bearing down being born down onto the concrete born down onto the dirt born down onto the sand born down onto the pool of urine born down onto the anthill born down onto the canal the birth canal passing all misunderstanding passed like a stone missed under standing water underwater water under the bridge bridging gaps with torn ligaments and expressions with no start with no end what happened to stories the last one is stuck in the metallic teeth of the shredder ready if it be told for the trash bag if it be told ready for the kitchen trash can.
Don't forget to floss the metallic teeth.
Kneel before the can the plastic can.
That expression that sounds so like that it fits like a numb fit tight numb fit fit for fit for bearing down being born down onto the concrete born down onto the dirt born down onto the sand born down onto the pool of urine born down onto the anthill born down onto the canal the birth canal passing all misunderstanding passed like a stone missed under standing water underwater water under the bridge coming up on the other side looking for them on the bridge where did they go? they were there probably not for long didn't bother for long for the bother taken along with the relentless current heading for the birth canal keep riding the birth canal in this park of amusement someone's amused somewhere up there on the bridge don't see them up there where did they go? some tower off in the distance moving away in the distance amused somewhere in the distance moving away keeping away from the bother taken along with the relentless current heading for the birth canal keep riding the birth canal another ride another plummet another drying out in the desert on the clothesline airing out bearing down on the parched stretch of land below bearing down with no bearing in mind what mind?
The voices outside.
Or were they inside?
Airing out bearing down on the parched stretch of land below bearing down with no bearing in mind what mind? in what mind? Lost it misplaced it somehow the address no alternative but to end up at the park and the current water under the bridge still won't find them passing all misunderstanding passed like a stone missed under standing water underwater water under the bridge coming up on the other side looking for them on the bridge coming up out of the birth canal another ride another promise coming up out of the birth canal another ride another expression coming up out of the birth canal another ride another airing out on the clothesline another bearing down just before being born down onto the parched stretch of land below bearing down with no bearing in mind what mind? in what mind? just one small piece of clothing before it sinks into the current washed away tossed upon the waters keeps coming back regurgitating for another ride through the birth canal coming up out of that birth canal that ride that piece of clothing that never seems to make it that piece of clothing that dress that never seems to make it to the clothesline to stand behind and smell the dry air pass through it to the bother that passes along with the current water under the bridge coming up on the other side looking for them on the bridge coming up out of the birth canal another ride another promise coming up out of the birth canal another ride another expression coming up out of the birth canal another ride another airing out on the clothesline another bearing down just before being born down onto the parched stretch of land below bearing down with no bearing in mind what mind? in what mind?
- Max Stoltenberg
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