suntanned kilroy wants the best for you, too!
saturate the doily's unusually tempermental police
with the onus of thought that pickles thine spit

frame a billowy skateboard with the woodwork of them
so it stacks elastic lugers on a skimpy cd cabinet
gawking to the buzzards eating translucent femur

stink my glossy piano in the echo of your vacant basin
and breakfast empty lust on last night's voyage into
silent chambers of concern and motherliness ahoy

in some city where guys brag nipple rings and sticky fingers
i give valentines of egg, zebra meat, and best wishes for 1994
and i receive exotic coffees crucified under rigorous laws

precise stamina scampers oblong tossing dull junk
and exalted kitsch will communicate the balance of
everything