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July 14, 2023

No More We

Sean Kilpatrick

No More We photo

each morn we slither reborn

from escort suns

towering ginger poon

a Lyme disease pronoun

anything plural is unforgivable


we are animals chased forever

by reloading caca

Gundam splats hissing fey

squat boinkers in the rah-rah

double down on none get laid

we evolved from piss inside a lobster


photosynthesis sprang a dang environment

the gap between transitions spent

designed outside time

we’re what our pinworms mine

baby-lorded proof of strife

an escaped cramp pooped on kites


our gallbladders come from soot

booty slack peepshow pouring through

gloryholes on the moon an alien formality

snout against trawl spiked like loot


mankind’s a big top fertilizer

culled from lopsided wizardry

we are rife with amenities

so ladies won’t amscray

but they did anyway

they spat in our air conditioners

and we liked it

worship the blowback


we put a varnish

on our abject obliviousness

varmints in denial

exonerated nigh


eloping with his hemorrhoids

reciting chemo and sarsaparilla

parsing dung into Shinola

to kiss the compass on its void

a farmer teething the machinery of lakes

settles scythe to cuticle

the hiccoughing Gaul

biked inside a hospital

where ink-drunk parvenus

tailgate him to the loo

corduroys beeping

off-guardedly he rose

to touch his scalp to those

plankton so arraigned

like another crapped terrain

his daughter reading Milton to the crops

karate-chops gore beneath a cow

and keys the wind into a chore

her lips run right off her head

she wets the bed in stereo

the farmer rides his residency like a shrine

where hunters used to hide

and misses men


the architect fucks

shadows of his draft

into a sun dial edifice

cucullated tetanus

Cthulhu on the rag

an innovative nag

minus sign horizon

on his back a million flies holding Oscars

with the plumbing of their handshakes

rally round a blotted roster


a doctor is nothing more

than a serial killer in drag

cystoscope with a brambling fan

androids hungry for a tan


the censor exhausts causes

with the bloated scythe

scribbling him alive

torpedoing limp ogive

heavyset caskets

dick hole thrush

measured fuss

he owns the age


the critic is buzzard

to his own burial dress

pettily nestled in IQ

Harvard bench press

pettifogging kazoo

he contributes malnutrition

and stinks without volition 

typhlotic quidnunc

a reprimand enfiladed

fellation remanded

tarantula endite

ineluctable smite


art is a parasite that offers visions

it remains unextractable regardless

of however poor a compensation

you may find the exchange

art is the religion religion bows to

always baptized against our will

baby’s first ceremony up the ass of goals

thrashing in the drink

indulge the splooge nudged from rue

art is a sneeze without the boundary of a head

bonking off in your toiletries

art is ‘take it or leave it’ in bright lights

commie mob vs. fascist might

those who hustle and thrive

all hate art

left right ding dongs

underwing penguins

epheboi fuck boy

bull cock water closet

teetotaler from athlete to lawyer

art is a big yes to death

raffle tall in ooh la la

buttressed falderal

all systems despise art even art

humming opposition to every theory

artists exist to breed feeds

down below where trash settles

the issues of the day look like frosting to us

empathy upside down

peed-casket sympathy

art is the tyranny of none

of cum

black-winged scone

eyelash in the milk

molested on silk

barebacking diamonds

autographed hymens


we’re just the mares beneath our craft

ants can dance on the calories of their collective tum

we gotta hate something to make more

we gotta toss our salad with a war

for greed for steed for ovulation ovation

we put the baby in chlorine

and flushed its ducky inside the scream

and here was art charcoaled tendrilous

rolling the contents of its diaper into a cigar


we very simply must

cherry pick our pus

and get thanked for trying