is this buoy

Tonnage Equilibrium

My sitar sticking
tonnage out in the dusty
airbus of chattering teeth
pulling the armadillo.

The growing dominance
of an eyewash bullfinch—
an open tinderbox—
the brews grow out.

The polity of deflection.
Remember my sitar scabbard.

Is this buoy equilibrium?
Is this lift-off?

“You cannot punch through the dry-wall twice, says Heraclitus’s contractor … “

— Eugene Lim / Search History

About istsfor manity

i'm a truncated word-person looking for an assemblage of extracted teeth in a tent full of mosquitoes (and currently writing a novel without writing a novel word) and pulling nothing but the difficult out of the top hat while the bunny munches grass in the hallway. you might say: i’m thee asynchronous voice over in search of a film....
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