Fairy - Thought Industry

I) New Minneapolis, Sea of Tranquility on Luna

You can’t walk today.

Purchase and obtuse

I will melt and flow a mile, but what sees Earth move when you’re dead

One vein flowing violet lead.

You’re dead.

Two veins spilling violet lead

Head wake with fire

Sprinkle candycanes

Stick on everything

Concealed and naked

Liquid floats and conspires

One chance to lose

The cherry syrup provides a line

It’s funny how you can’t move

II) Only a Sissy Would Live

Blue cat walks through ocean rooms

A wall of glass to crumble.

I said, «A string around and arm invites fluid to

fall down

To soak and tire.»

Ice with practical mind.

Numbness

Limbs fooled.

Extremities forget to tire.

A palsy lasts beyond use

Lord.

I’ll sear

«My computer is an ice cream scooper, and I lovedairy.»

— Laughing Man