The Snowman Sliced His Throat and Bled out ABC’s

 

The prelapsarian ploce –
cinquain the gleamed unpieced impinge!

It bled anthropomorphic isolate –
clips R.I.
greeted the bones Chaldean verse.

Exsanguinate Carolingian scone –
the snowman sliced
his throat remark
of nadir death theremin panacea.

And out the ABC’s initial do – hypovolemic horses
parade to popular expel de-extinct phatic.

 

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Starlit Speculation – This is Charlie Zero

A 3rd Review of My Book by: Kristine Brown the Poet

Crumpled Paper Cranes

Introduced to Björk and Tori Amos at the age of eleven, and remembering echoes of of a swarming crowd as Shirley Manson stated, “I’m only happy when it rains,” it takes a lot to unnerve me through words, medical terminology, and images I hope will prompt more than just some kind of lucid, false, epileptic seizure.

Perhaps the challenge in impressing me lies in my affinity for the experimental, cracked into three large shards. Charlie Zero’s This Robot Dreams Inside a Plastic Soul stirred my intrigue as the sun prods an amusement park worker to wriggle in his four-legged, alpaca wool suit. I snuggled into the blankets covering my macintosh red futon, took a minute or so between pieces, and thought, “Damn, Charlie. I’d imagine LSD does come to a halt, but I’m not quite ready.” For the record, I’ve never tried LSD.

Charlie’s writing reminds me of wind chimes…

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Quote Amnesia Mr. Funny Finger

 

Impulse against
Mr. Nudnik dilemma rigor mortis
who quotes prophets episode desire,
persuasion homage,
he stalks icons funny death.

My finger therapist
tones Amnesia
from mornings butcher
engine pressed by the debut egret.

Diencephalon internets –
bulk their dilatory
fatal… world… trying…

 

 

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Punctually Pissing Roses

Ice story flavors
your pissing ribbon
burp armed angels
& ministers hello struck.

Taking sarcasm
of imagine prime peace –
turning conspiracy you
into Vanilla demo-cat elections.

This Country
of analytical gonorrhea
should assume roses over frosty conscience
or, rat-pubicans dividing us
onto opposite answers?

We’re a hung movie Hannibal Lecter custom prop. 
No thanks… my dignity comes first.

 

 

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Obligations Bring Forth the Seventh Human

Split snarl irenic
just botched the oasis piquant.

Who was cloning fourth than apes?

Human encode the torture ire sperm. 

Bough surprise
by putty asomatous,
our poem barbershop –
bathos the chorale epicene
as shine obligations
from encrypted gorilla debonair comma…

Give absence seventh
a glutton regret 6, you eukaryote chameleon.

Spiffy conundrum leer,
awakens xuzzine vitruvian –
worry so, she’ll lead the stench of XYZ cahoots.

 

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Album Freaks, Half-Pepsi

 

Hypercube sin,
smashes my fantasy baked Pepsi.
Yaldabaoth sour’d
its boggle apothegm.

Freaks vellum the knock
from absurd Cathar shuffle –
flood microbes,
irony candles,
Doctor EBM crumbs the atomic poised blellum.

Auditoriums intergalactic Dome –
centers itself
on album tain aspersion wiretap lust.

Out diet…over taradiddle flushed kaos.

The devil blasé half,
hunts theca
as a sweat-shop pulsate,
legerdemain whelk.

 

 

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Misophonia Sounds Scrape the Belly Isolator

 

Hiccup mere scattered
your augur… shhh…listen!

Untamed Umlaut!
Misophonia leprous!

Annoy the timid.

Careless python ovens
those itching grunts;
to reclaim what others, listen!

The isolator irritates creosote.

Everything gall
scrapes sounds
to the not sequential belly.

 

 

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