it has many levels
but doesn't make sense
on any of them

Dillo Fenderson

blood rushes through
my ears,
wherever they are

Asuguo

good to know
that he is
still around

Dillo Fenderson

we have different reasons
for keeping our nails
trimmed short

Dillo Fenderson

pardon me
for not being
impressed

Dillo Fenderson

the wind blows
the garbage
through the streets

Asuguo

back to zero;
it's taken me
way too long

Dillo Fenderson

the skater follows me
like a
heat seeking missile

Asuguo

I'll die
from suffocation
by shoulder

Dillo Fenderson

and again: saturday
morning innercity
vomit slalom hustle

Mrs. Bigglesworth