Rumor Has It

to say that rumor has it is to say that the World Trade Center collapsed silently and cleanly like oppositely sexed Siamese twins who discovered they could mate I had all channels going full bore aiming at involuntary insemination with the aid of a two-handled clam rake now there's an archetype of malevolence just how many categories are there anyhow an infinity an eternity you decide rumor has it There may be more than one infinity however eternity is but an extrapolation of the next 10 minutes who would want to spend it only there a money robot trapped in labor dead in a puddle of break time jism insert your domain name here a world gone heavily annotated yearning for the dagger of love whine your last you holy landlords at a time when rent is the anomaly where anomalies are just signals this isn't a broken hearted paperback or a lightning burn to the head the big eye on the horizon says he's trying to figure out how far to take the next extinction but is unsure whether to come to us again as a mystic philosopher or a yodeling yokel we've come out of the dark place into the frozen lips dimness looking for aids to navigation having discovered the secret entrance clues were left everywhere let's hope it ends with clean sheets because I just found out my guardian angel is a rottweiler with a missing leg and just as many teeth one eye is a ball bearing the other a shotgun barrel loaded with pillow mints he rides a mean skateboard propelled across a landscape of food and sex smells no wonder I'm on the run from my own mother From "Engine of Didactic Beauty" available on Amazon Artist Portfolio: http://walteralter.byethost32.com/