(end of the) conspiracy aka rat fink

20130724-184321.jpg

Advertisements

5 comments

  1. multiplemichael

    IN THIS WORLD OF NAKED APES
    I AM NOT THE FIRST PERSON TO SAY THAT YOU COULD SMELL
    MARILYN MONROE ON HIM
    LIKE A HEAVILY SWEATERED WOMAN IN A SAUNA
    A THOUSAND MILES FROM HER CENTER OF GRAVITY
    HER SPECIFIC PARTS……….THE TAUTER ZONES
    EACH PING OF FRICTION A QUAKE OF CARNALITY
    WORTH EXPRESSING IN MULTIPLE FOREIGN TONGUES
    TWO SINGLE SELVES FITTED AGAINST A STRUGGLE OF LOVE
    “BY GOD I AM GOING TO KILL YOU WITH MY GROIN”
    SOMETIMES HE THOUGHT ABOUT JACQUELINE
    OR HOW HE WAS GOING TO ESCAPE SMALL TALK
    HE WAS NOT SHY ABOUT TAKING SHAMAN PILLS
    SO VERY HELPFUL FOR NONLINGUISTIC MOMENTS

    Like

  2. multiplemichael

    THE FIRST BULLET ENTERED AT THE REAR OF HIS NECK
    THIS BULLET CARRIED THE SCENT OF EARLY SINS
    BOYHOOD RAPES AND POSSIBLE RAPES
    SINS HIGHLIGHTED BY THE CAMPFIRE OF WEALTH
    THE SECOND BULLET STRUCK HIS HEAD IN THE LOWER RIGHT AREA
    THIS NASTY FATAL SHOT WAS THE SUM OF 100,000 ADULT SINS
    RELEVANT FACTS WOULD FILL A SMALL LIBRARY

    Like

    • eatmorewords

      the scent of Marilyn hung heavy over Elm Street – her secrets were buttoned down under Mormon guard borrowed from Howard Hughes –

      you could smell her in the crowd – perfume and cordite as his last thoughts were blown clean across Dallas skylines – scattered

      his bad back sex acts small facts

      no longer relevant

      white blouse red specks half a head – what pattern did it make? What do you see when you look at it? Tell me…

      …he was a full stop

      Like

  3. multiplemichael

    poets copy the warren commission word for word
    southeast sixth floor Sylvia Plath
    Lee Boy Oswald was inside her
    he had his rifle
    one shot one shot Lee Boy
    kiss kiss then run
    you got 45 minutes to kill Tippit

    Like

    • eatmorewords

      the Gideon’s have replaced bibles with the warren commission – all hotels were sent copies – all homes had one -children use them as steps to reach cookie jars – degenerate husbands beat unlucky wife’s with the heavy words –

      a book so big that when you get to the end you’ve forgotten the beginning – a repetitive cycle –

      Little Lee –
      unlucky Lee –

      white shirt black eye picket fence the book doesn’t mention his Russian bride who wanted to taste American meat, to
      listen to jazz

      (there was no jazz in Russia – Stalin burnt all the trumpets )

      mathematician Lee calculating trajectory – wind speed

      in a book depository all he saw was RED

      Like

Leave a Reply

Please log in using one of these methods to post your comment:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s