muffled zhriekz, wild yyena calls,
explode,
spill onto the pavement as the door is roused from slumber,
and vomits up x man.
drowsy feet stumble, become a tumble,
giraffe-like body stretches and contorts,
as the concrete extends his coldest greeting.
blood.
oozes from the caterpillar that lives upon his brow,
snakes its way southward,
hesitates on the brink,
before languishing bi the oculra hollow.
the sticky warning line dissects his eye,
Picasso-like,
forbidden,
ugly.
silence laced with abstracted rhythms and perverted vibrations,
engulfs his recumbent flesh.
he lets it.
muses the sable sky,
adorned with diamond jewellery,
her obesity, her beauty,
albeit tarnished by years of smoking,
qend the hamster in his mind racing around itss wheel,
faster,
faster fasted faster,
until vertigo fizzes inside his skull and erupts as bitter bile from his putty mouth.
yellow,
the colour of insect guts,
dribbles through the valleys oof ihs leathered neck,
like diluted honey,
sytupy and putridly pungent.
propelled by an urgent cancer craving,
he stpuidly massages his pocket,
hand impotent in its quest to penetrate the cavity.
addled,
raises crimson fist to kaleidoscope eyes,
wredtles through the bloodshot haze,
focuses on the course salt granules embossing his thumb,
the parched smile of lemob imprisoned between laddy macbeth fingers.
suddenly.
pain overtakes sight and he is screaming,
wailing,
salt and citrus burning,
frenetically scrubbing at raw hands,
out damned spot!
succeeds only in seducing more blood from abrasions,
licks them,
infusing saliva with metallic warmth,
sending stomach spinn ing and
spew
belching from his pallid face,
perfuming him in acrid tequila.
his audience is delighted,
maintains a respectful distance from his performance,
unabashedly laughing,
photographing,
pointing,
praising,
the comedi c spectacle of the jester.
theyve seen his show before,
veteran of the king theatre,
ragged clown.
satiated,
the young and the hypocritical draw the invisible curtain.
dpeart xt intermission,
desert the jester,
thheir brother,
friend,
reflection.
leave him to choke on jokes and retch to the ancient empty street,
too dead for dreaming.
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