Cowboy Killers from Cowboy Killers by DEATHLETTUCE

Did I remember
to pack up every single, little, itty, bitty, teeny,
insignificant, minuscule (!)
So easily forgettable, regrettable,
Not necessarily,
Detrimental,
Hyperbolic, Personified,
Nonsensically,
Necessary,
Part of me that I could ever (ever, ever, ever, etc..)
think to need?

In a hemp sown backpack
That's disintegrating...

Hey Dude
Would you please by the Holy
Grace of God,
Hurry the,
Fuck up, And
Get out of, The
Shower.
Wash your hair
Brush, your teeth
keep in mind :

that it is, one hell of
a long drive,
piss dunk and, slurring heart-
broken obscenities, toward a cold
callus oblivion desert sky.
Somewhere between Palm Springs and Phoenix,
so Kid you oughta take the piss out of yourself
and pray to that
same God
That you can,
conjure up
some of this thing your mother wore in so well
and wove into her strides.

Cataclysmic composure

(Now get up there Boy)
And play that character you do so well.

• Experimental
• experiments
• noise
• rhythm and sound
• singer-songwriter
• toypiano
• Calgary