in the even channeled stupor

in the even channeled stupor
do you feel drunk sicker lighter
echo on the pushes through the
pain within the hale and mirror
drizzled flection intro//

//outro arrow through the firma bleaching
powder posies giggled-swallowed
eaten taken eat and take and
sits and splays the fingers twitching-
grinning mono slight between
the eyes and sinks into the sharp and
stretches furrows
pops the joints,
all akimbo jaw atremble,
kill the mantras, bagger-tagger