Alex Davis

1. Alex is sitting in a box of black metal, and is sure the acid has eaten almost all the way through.

2. He'll: stop being a cop; pay the stack of bills on his desk; get that crick out of his neck somehow; thank again his mom.

all the words are other words for want

for christ's sake if there's no penance for suffering for fuck's sake there's no love for the love of god we've all had about fucking enough

mayflyone t'ruelove i come un ne'err of halo!holy a ghastly or wholly er lastly then,then thou,thou sand amen s and you thoughtso 'tisthough

Through the door: a bulging white membrane filling the frame, synthetic and flexible, my cheek sinks in, synthetic but warmed as of the womb

Through the door: a dark hall girded into reality by dim orange splotches of sconces between doors that can't be seen, the end can't be seen

Through the door: a bombed-out upper floor open to a wide sky thrust through by smoke columns rising sporadically across the bombed-out town

dear sir/sirs, madam, concerned--thank you for reminding what it can not be the case that. your counsel's so readily dispensed--with regards

try your best to remember: not everyone else grew up being wrong about everything all the time and also being so excruciatingly aware of it.

this stage of the production line, the alarms allayed, our rhythm on, limbs swung up aloft at ready air, has come to be called the ex-static

i compare you two a soulstice a dilemma the alpen mounts up above sun twin atop serenades our utter antsy yes a shudder depending or evening

I do not mind much I am so liquidly betrayed. Pouring out slow over the silver rim of our eyes locked your half-surprised manner of a poise.

it is funny but in repeated retelling a bore to lipstick the pig which though remember is smart as us or our dogs or our dogs are or smarter

no two infinitesimal moments differ: so nothing happens: befell our instants swooping slow circles: always look back: threat-averse-inclined

looking good and feeling looking good and less and botox feels as looks good less lookgood gool likinggod betroxed and feellike loox lessing

Today, a Wednesday, multiple of two primes, weather warm but cooler, I am to believe all people (altogether) good and (distinctly) afflicted

I was overwhelmed by representatives of the service authority halfway back up the driveway not having formally applied for all contingencies

in stopping you stop starting; you can't stop, the solution's to stop; which is to start on a road; a stop there; the there is no other road