for paul

stroboscopic, for Napaulm




also like blood on the sheets in the streets
daybleak no light no heat blackout
sidewalk sweet and cool tap the empty
music's the rule the bottle chimes
she a kaboolanichtinsstoolha wa wa wa wee word
in scent he make the bottle chime the lady climb
she sent to hell a love divine as easy as blood    night    booze
just the topper slack on that a while full throttle
the on the off we got'll blind the joy spasms
now on the street and blotto and the fools    shed    tears
whoever gets 'em or has 'em
takes red beer and pills just to freak the dance
piss pants by chance not ill, yeah    by chance
all the sorrow the minutes of piss and how
there's no sacred fight from the will
poetize sacred prize cow the now's the all
motionless through motion, this
       until we hit the wall



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