Inquisition
1.
Did he posture expression selectively?
He
stained himself along what passed for night until architecture was deemed blasphemous.
2.
Dressed up little slogans and named them boy?
Universe was the
blindfold of his decapitation.
3.
What criminal requisite did he envision helping mankind self-exterminate?
The
laws by which his image once was feigned.
4.
And did he mistake the screaming for a marriage proposal?
He
filled a carriage with calendars—a collective diaper.
5.
Why do you drink the hydrocephalic runoff of your loved ones?
The
color of my hand is really just a radio. My radio is radio-colored. I put it on
a trampoline instead of voting. Because I have a background in pornography.
6.
Did you get your hysterectomy at Toys R Us?
I met a girl who
danced like a rare disease. She unwound masking tape in place of any drum. She
whistled like a grenade in bed. We used a stove timer. Now we are in love; our
bodies no longer require food.
7.
A dog bites its own tail until gangrene sets in—is this how you make love?
Love
with more pigment.
8. Some
girl’s face convinces you to throw milk at a wall—is portraiture happening?
Another
whiff of sainthood might kill this flavor.
9.
Is your life the mistake of a sob for laughter?
Seems like a
technical problem or maybe I am lonely.
10.
Is beating my wife good for the economy?
The first contraceptive
was old age. The second was your face.
11.
My blood pressure is your daily news?
Let me explain. Your face
is a trampoline for syphilis.
12.
Was that you impersonating insecticide by Third St.?
Your face
is the eulogy of our generation. Your face is a port-a-potty for the mafia.
13.
Why do you make a habit of corners and excuse your tardiness with lewd photography?
You
engrave intention on a wet badge of ancestry.
14.
Why can’t I stop touching you?
Because you are disgusted.
15.
Why do I let you touch me?
Because you don’t like being touched.
16.
Why imagine a nuclear power plant when I go down?
Your underwear
runs like a diseased egg through the humidity of my palm.
17.
I sleep with your father. I sleep with your best friend. I fellate your assault
rifle. Do you announce your candidacy for president?
You love
me with too much of your history intact.
18.
When you close your eyes, do you see a war zone – how many war zones do you see?
Children
holding fish build deities in the snow by accident. It rains. The desert burns
us. Neck high in swamp. We lie down and are silent but alive.
19.
Which physicists endure
anemometric digestion for machines that imitate sleep?
Gravity
will be substituted with Reaganomics.
20.
Did you then administer
electricity to improve sub-atomic structure by testing weight?
Gravity
will be replaced by AIDS.
21.
How has nanotechnology
revolutionized the enema?
They pretend to be insects, but are
really the veins of your eye.
22.
What recommends
invalidating time with stochastic hotness?
They fine you with
pink ribbons. They rub medicine on your house. They know how to stage a good sex
crime. You wade in thievery. They surgically remove your suck. They travel up
your daughter until she accidentally expels an older version of herself.
23.
Do you express
joy by accident?
Traffic, by the way, is how you were circumcised.
24.
Reflective surfaces
have always been a problem for you. Are accordions involved?
90%
of the time. 90% of time does not exist.
25.
I conjure
machine and here is a girl swallowing the globe with formaldehyde. To cure what?
You
miss her. With limitations.
26.
Her self-inflicted
birthmarks on continuous display. Do we know death by kissing telephones?
You’ve
been loved with such perverse generosity you assuage nothing.
27.
Lost in a
forest, I address and bow to each tree like it is my grave. Lost in a supermarket,
I am born so much a second belly button develops. Where?
You
apply ether as lipstick and call make-up another dermatozoon.
28.
I conjure
pond and go to sleep without ears. My kissing her is interrupted by rigor mortis.
Say what?
Stop puckering, you might evolve.
29.
Who likes me with
finer precision than anyone has in both our lives?
No one likes
you.
30.
Help me go
down the slide of my own weapon? I need you to revive me, periodically, all night.
No.
