Ploggetry...

Please the bloody disease, salts of the curled up balls
Sweet rings of Saturn, become me, in the spirit of joy, undiluted
Master, craves it all the time, your joy relapsed
Other than.
Me inside you and in the world torn apart by grief
Depledge the karma gagged, repspecitvely, turned into black shit
Crows, the pillow in the pool, wilderness, ghosts of a valley
A mouse crawled out of an old golf bag, touched my hand
Screaming mad, frankly, higher than the youth beside the window
Broken mindfields blast the bottom off the pit
Sharp, repenting, fur, likely, kisses
Pills of discrete awareness, worldly mouthfuls of pie and rice
Full, to get your full
Fool, pool boy, taking to the winks of things
Bets on it, next to nothing, your life
Crawl, crawfish, jokes on you, times up old man
Higher Power
?
Torn pants and a swallow of sludge, it doesn't
Matter in the moment, stuck in your throat choking
Feeble twine hold it all together
Stink, break, break free
Mind you
Is this the difference between beating you to death and crying
Demo-Wisconsin-naut, in the news today
Floods across the face of the moon, winking, crying, smiling, offering nothing graceful but the shirt off their backs, hold the noose tight, the slack is sticking out beyond your thumb in the Year of Light
Hush, sleep