Into a Sandpit

I'm sinking
 but my thinking is sinking
into a  quick sandcastle on the brink
with the quick stabbing
keeping me not thinking
nothing completely
 each evening I keep trying
to keep me completely here  this evening
seems peachy
 not easy as pie
bit the guy right in the back
of double white wide
track mark line art I'm alive
 and at the start of carnage
 artfully deprived
blind night slightly off the timer
 from the ivory sundial
 in my rhymery synonymous
anonymous symbolic empty symbolism cavern
depth in windless schism crackers
missed their shattered darts to fast
and left the arms in tact.
  While I on the other blue hand
had just marveled
 at the anti over focus blaster
powerful impact the dart had!

What is a floating poetical zoning
 dispute doing so close to home
 of the free flying dumb stupid
 dudes who remind you
 to come to review
 run on bundles of word murder
sentenced to life in this prison


And to that just slightly ambiguous  question
 we have not a single amphibious lesson
let alone even beginning to answer
 the serious  spectrum of lunatics
blessed with the answer,
 at least to the even numbered chapters
cause the odd ones are just too fucking odd...

so as they say back where I'm from
twiddle dee and twiddle dumb
Is  what it means to more than some
 is simple me likes  simple fun
some in the form
of schedule one
clandestine  mental festivty
chemical chemistry weaponry therapy
care for the recipe?
quit staring at me.

oh hello,
I see that you've just
snugly pushed in that  plunger
 back into its tunnel
of 1 cc fun,
well how is the rush
when the tip of the spigot gets emptied,
sending that quickening
 chemistry specialty recipe
 carefully heavily
  never hit gradually
 manually fed to the river
 that  goes to your head?


Intent on scooping
two or several
modern level pressure metal
 garden grove abusive garbage
 to misuse as artists
 we confuse
the drive through pharmacist