head in the ampersand

 

does the dust does the devil does the door swing open wide on rusted hinges until everything sings syllables angelic ebullient dripping tabasco dripping tamari skulls suffused with light in glastonbury the day after beltane flowering holy thorns magnolias eight the number of saturn carved in medieval stone alone was my portion as the millstone turned the moon burned the sangre coagulated the ravens molted in my anchorite cell prayers offered up to metatron raziel zadkiel summoning a kind of spiritual salon with deeply felt karaoke daniel johnston townes van zandt billie holiday amy winehouse janis joplin praying summoning singing affirming i am yes i am was will be roxi xmas forever as owls lamented wolves stayed away the dice weighed heavier than pluto on choir girl shoulder donde esta laura palmer bitch knows everything now that she is no longer local stuck in pretty white girl drag and what is the secret what is the answer what is truth enough for this bone china teacup hiding in knickers drawer

we do not know but with chisel and mason's hammer we endeavor we attempt we go there harder than diamond bastard son and idiot daughter of saturn despising so much rejecting the follies of the ignorant and entitled spitting on the stupid dead intoning nada nada nada you were so much fucking nada and we are better than this babble this politicized trash the rah rah whee so good to be me rally always in session count the lesions count the scars we are bitten by that bug few dare name we can name it for them the bug's name is legion and no smiley face mantra will make the bug disappear we are here maybe to experience the horrific the abysmal the unacceptable ecstatically in each other's arms absolutely hurrah to harold salud to sally random mcnally scrounged up in dallas barbecue bar on a limp dick coors from the can night everything right about your hard cock in my tight cunt as buttered popcorn becomes something much less obnoxious