my dreams

find no man
itoba, no cal
gary colgate smile
no west coast

just dead water.

Gibbering still, sans Jolie
I’m a student of unharrowed
arts, an orphic
orca in the oceanic raw

my mouths 

full of coppery 
		flesh
deathmesh 	hutters in hetero
				deontic
			
						ontic
antic	
	tance
		tanz
			toten	


			totes.




absentuate. zero shimmered where 
there had been nerve, ravening never
evers den of gars unfed, unsaid, McTurated  

now phretid buzz of hausfleisch morphing
out sub-gabber nab, mothing for my last 

lepiduchess, my ole CNS trusty
 as a whore's promise
		 in a musty proverb
			in a hardboiled-noir
		
	
empty bottles by the door
pronouns for the sick
faces that you met, or dreamt of
meeting.

© Sean Moreland