Hung out much until I fall to rubble
out lock the door hew no spout
from this claw tree
half manger polyp
does it beside yourself often ?
raw casio divot i can have
a million numbers in my
lungs at once
that fannypack goes in
could’v had a true sprocket
fig no fortress differs
greatly
gonzo diarist
28 foundation piles
where there’s smoke there’s
us inside it fretting
wouldn’t want that printed either
looks like pigeons ate the squad
glib antique mob boss
has work lunch with sad bob from high school
while i could eat flowers all day
and not get sick not
counting pre-existing
conditions often this is teal
you don’t have any reminders
about ‘wasn’t talking loud enough’
for ten minutes my destined friend
woke up and liquidated all
primary assets for fun diet
lozenges
i face the spigot with my palm
what if my face were imbedded in
my chest?
i would have to wear mesh shirt
or cut eyelashes etcetera
takes two to know one kno
terrific joy is horrific
every time i come to paris i am five years old so far
let this note be first in the catalog
of failongs
wiffed ruby unbound pellet
probably made and hucked by gnomes
credits
from Moods: Recognition,
released October 29, 2019
Poem by Nate Ingham
Vocal Recordings by Nate Ingham
Composed by Nichole Shinn
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