shes

shes a hot head

a hot head.

haahahhaha


hot hand

1964

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She was a hot head

a hot head

hot hand
hot hip

speakers
falling from her ears
'missing speaker
ears
earrings
hanging from her
delicacies
she's death's best bet
her best breast

its hiliarous
around whatever time it
was sitting there
in the Studio

the bass player's back
we go to look for the digital takes
they're gone .she start s to sob
the engineer is out for the week
the bassist stares
& I couldn t help but laugh
my head off
my knees are so sore
my sinus nose whatever polyps
deviate septum
vanitias of vanities
the recordings vanished
to thin air
think fair
fink fare

besides which Ahm sick, of
excuse me, Glenn Gould.

So then its not the first
keyboards break
type writers get hold
bloggin is tobaggin
gin.
a
a friend calls to say
hes drinking . well you know,
for a sec, I forgot who I was .
amneisa of the button.
almost saw a floating beverage there
before me eyes.

what I cant figure is thi

I cant smell a thing, right,


Suddenly, the smell of Mustard
in the air
weird bizzaro
spooky sense of
ghosts in the cluster

.



or somethingelse
a body before me
floating
grasps the air.

she's waving to me
fromt he other side
as if she's a frog
forgetting her hips
come to me and S__
and other thing s
wareof bodies daring death
to speak its

. hoof hoof hoof.


now shes crying crying
cryin'

cause shes sSappho
.
what inversion of fingers.
wisdom is this.
speak of . to .


we went for tea.
early owl in the morniing.



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