(un)titled thought XLVI

is a bridge
made out of weasels
that squirm
and seek purchase
where ever they may

is a bowl
of dead octopi
coated in soy sauce
and dancing
still firing nerves
no sense
just manic twitching

is an iron fist
in a velvet glove
that has been coated
with rusty strands
of razor wire
and malaria


it sure is intoxicating

for such a bastardly thing


11 thoughts on “(un)titled thought XLVI

        1. have you ever watched a video of a dead octopus with soy sauce drizzled on it in a Japanese restaurant? it is lovely.

          as are weasels. maybe not as a living bridge. I’m not making my point clear. Lol

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