Memememememememememe
you’re a ghost driving
a meat-coated skeleton made from stardust
riding a rock hurtling through space
fear nothing
i’m a hurt spaced-out
a driven rook made from the skull of a teen
star-riddled in the dust-coat of your ghost-mates
near frothing
oi Darcy / meet your derivative
skulling ten riddles your constellated face aghast
hunkering down in its ruts
freezing now
this dastardly place reeks
goats scale the coastline arriving hot
in the past we dive
free zoning
like a rattlesnake / guts consternate
cut to the skin tone of a dribbling writer wracked
heart in a moat
phone home ting
coagulating in the Metro gusts
hightail it thru righteous cups the stars spill from
haunting at water-over-rocks pace
enough things
i’m baroque / tarring the dark
a Goethe riding the coat-tail drivel of aces
my skeletons’ll mete out
fairy tongued
as in a cat / skilled
in spatial awareness yet gauche on a hotrod
en route to meat you / a dove in Ryde
nether fling
you’re dirigible / like methane goes to show
Kurt’s killer tone stunned us
rude Hz dead rocket face
night feeling
i’m inchoate / a goner / your ghost
all surface / matt & not cute / not deriving from
stardust / cotton / road / horse
from no thing
(Source: the opening stanza "you're a ghost........fear nothing" is a popular meme)
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