4 from Wander Rooms
store euphoria
into your fur cup?
Or tally the human to
rat ratio, right
this minute. Now,
this one. The trailer
park earth mysteries
are earth mysteries
without taxi cabs.
They mean that some
feral readymade is
coming straight at us.
Some feral
readymade is coming
straight at us.
What don’t we aim
at night? Prosthetic
dawn hand-held
and overhead, we’re
asked to imagine
a brighter life next
to this one. You’d think
we’d think by now. We
buy and we buy
and we buy now.
Interbirth
includes the SA-2 RE
surface to air missile.
Meaning puppet enough
in the thought
house, it turns in
everything’s already
something else.
A sort of beef/oil trance
or a broth
of gala brain cramps.
Hope would now
like to introduce
the newest animals
with the best chances.
To reattach
the top brain
to surround,
I seek: OOOOO
[as in childlike
interest] or
a clutch
of leather eggs.
Thusem splang
this retreant gallor
into a fifteen part
garbage aria: enh, enh,
enh, enh, enh,
enh, enh. enh, enh,
enh, enh, enh, enh,
enh, enh.