softly, nervously from Accompanyments 2 by Big Kitty

Where do you start when you don’t know
what you’re looking for?
Just ask questions?
Like who are you and what’s your favorite color?
Why was i born with
impossible ideas,
Eggs with sharp points?
car horns with antlers
Antlers with switchblades
Hamlet’s beanie baby stall at the flea market…where did it go?
it seemed destined for success
now it seeks a new port
Tacit voyaging, left long a golden age
All the honor you can smoke
rolled up in a Bible page
all the horror you can hold
in a dirty crescent of your fingernail
Little left little soft
But look luck is flooded with flesh
flashing for cash
shaking softly
oh the best of em
shaking nervously
In the enclosure of the worst
with chests puffed, blinded by their industrial eyebrows

insightfully sightless,
cause a few things do peek through reality's knotholes

not a shred of fabric on their bodies
a slingshot tucked between the butt cheeks
groveling on gravel
bleeding and fucking in the heat
vacationing in cyclical time
the hot perfume profusion
the official oracle of orifices
slipping on liquids red purple and putrid as
I remember when
sinking ass into slinking as into mud fogged up window walls
nothing outside
something is happening
under tough circumstances
altitude attitude had its expected but not desired effect
cell phones are not allowed inside
inventory
diamonds check
stones check
checks check
cautiously, meticulously
shaking on it
it’s done–a rare view
nervously, softly
barely audible

• Folk
• cantautor
• pop
• psychedelic
• theater
• Toulouse