Thin skin pulled down

a clown stretching retching

at the smell the hell

swell, we've met before

the door opens and

alliteration walks in and

says, "what?"

look, we've met before

at the store by the beets

or sweet meat we shared a

joke and coke a smoke then

flash, we broke into a run

for the sun won, no longer

a fun game with the same

plot, the same shot used in

every show, the glow the

burn of a mean screen dream

hello, we've met before

obscene said the stand man

a clam adrift no ship to shift

needs a lift but waves passing the

island, don't give a shit

the kid lands down

on a frown crowned land

hating the sand

the sun and the gun

hating the rivers that run by

Hi, we've met before

remember the store a shop

a sudden drop then

bang, we die

a fly a flea on the wall or a

hall of echoes

voices and choices

leading back

walking abject

a derelict vessel

floating celestial

the rotten special

organic matter spatter

where the first is silence

and the eighth is a compelling

swelling face, the last space race

put a man on the sun

a motif chief, a star our star

and definitely

not a snowflake

ab me

Scott the Ridiculous