Category 5
1.
little baby beast
boy
sitting on concrete
eating skewered
meat
this is the way we are
were
have become
piling concrete upon a living being
crowding in front of bowery mission
clapping our hands for universal peace
waiting for the doors to open
this is how the view is
captured
built
the strafings
odd moments of clarity
bygones going by
yet not forgetting the residue
not collecting the residuals
these people
all want to give mew something
before i dies
then take it away.
2.
there i’ve said it. now hush.
3.
mush. slush. rush. flush.
4.
walking thru universe
wandering
grilledskewered
distracted by menusstreetsigns & the moon
rollicking envygone ’fore you’ve arrived
capturedbeforehatched
defrocked angelslost little boyswaiting for the doors to open
searching for lost entrances
camouflagedbullypulpitscreepy tactless oratories
amongst flat landscapes.
5.