Tip

Tipped into dirt, these vestigial remnants of memories,
Murky (physioemotional definitions both),
Existent in only indelible pulp.

Wise Words

Histamines and hesitation,
Allergies meant for dandelion children
Who expect (frustratingly) to find bell-flowered
Skirts waving at their darling faces.

Early Morning, Early Night

Two hands on two creaking eyes with four thoughts.
"Why the fuck am I awake?"
And three others:
"Cross-sectional area is a critical parameter in determining the strength of a bone."
"These delectable crackers are an expertly paired combination of crunchy sunflower kernels and fragrant basil."
"FULL COLOR UV COATED FLYERS PRINTED ON PREMIUM 14PT THICK CARDSTOCK"

(Reading labels, counting thoughts.)

"Call it Rocktopus's Garden. No, that's stupid."

Love, Beetledee & Beetledum

Toast One to Death

It's new, these aspects. Here's one suggested:

An ode to those discussed, extensively, with strangers.
Vulva flaps.
Vulvular flight, revved up and glistening.
Oft-lofty expectations of hermaphroditic platypi (platypussies).

Beetlewar on Last.FM
Have a go.

Entry of a beetle

I thought there were beetles. There were beetles in the bathroom. Instead, a reptilian beast scurried along, beetle innards trailing from his depths. Strobe upon strobe of jelly intestines. What else could anyone possibly hope for? Greed. Dignity. Bacon.

Comment and I'll write you a poem about anything you want.