I Opt To Press / In 2007 Three Poems Mardi Soir a 8:15 PM On Arl. Blvd, VA. Enjoy ...

These are my Three Evening Poems driving home on Tuesday, June 26th, 2007 at 8:15 PM. Cheers, TONY


I Opt To Press
Give A Rest To All
This Friggin Blood
Curdle Wet/Stain
Girdle Not
Make The Hurdle
That Press Into Guts
Suck Dry One Two
Three No Cares For Any
Whether One Weathers
Well Or Not Whether
One Shrivel Up Die
Go To Sky Hot Hell Or Not
Snot Dry Up Stick To Up
Upper Downer Lip Crust
Crust Rust Bust Over
And Out Heat Win Dry Up
Moist Oist Oisture Care
Not Crush You Flat Lat
Latten Matten Ka Pow Patten
So What ?! By Product Of
Sun And Water And Stale
Air To Empale Derail Flail
Like Leper Seize De Hyde
Hide Yours Rate Ate Spit
You Out Bad Taste Only
Muscle Gristle Bristles
Useless Struggle Muggle To Fight ...

#1A Le 26 Juin, 2007 Mardi soir a 8:15 Pm en voiture en Virginie on the way home to my family. Cheers, TONY


I Squish Uish
Squa Squa Qua
Hushed Hushed Hushed
The Heat To Drain My Brain
The Press Press Essure
Of The Hot And Heavy
Like Metal Burn Churn
Char My Body In Out Side
Sad Lad No Way Fight The
Contract ( On Me ! ) Ract
Ract Acting Serious As
If My / Their Life Depended
On It - Like A Mighty Boa
Squeeze My Life Force
Choke Check Me Out
Expand Into Over Me.
No Room For Me My
Breath Chocked Chased
Put Me In A Bag Death Grip
Pull Chords Tight Watch Me
Suffer Spasm Shake
This Infern ( Make Me In
Ferm ! ) Fern Burn Up !
Forn Pourn Bright Up Up Out
Of Sight No More Fight No
More Life Just Silence
Beastly Hot Brutal Ally Cruel -
New / No Rule ...

#2A Le 26 Juin, 2007 Mardi soir a 8:27 PM en voiture en Virginie heading home. Cheers, TONY


I'm Crushed Crazed
Ray Raised Raised Up
Thrust Bust Usted Down
Spinter Splatter No
Long Longer Be Flatter
Lattering To Anyone
Cept My Mom And Even She
Cruel No Beauty Just
Batter Atter Smatter
Ring Ring No Sing No
Song Just Thump Bump
Stump Stifle
Stiffen Strange Wrang
Rang Angle Knee(S)
To Belly ToChest Mine
Body No More Moist
Up Hoist Mine Bod
Bor De My Hide Not
Drated No More Water
Concent Pent Double Over
Be Refted Evapor Rated
Frus Rust Water All Gone
Soon I Be Crated
So Hot So Weak My Body
Feel Like No More Want To Fuck
Like To Be Lack Of Water Cast
Cussed Rate Slated LIfe Over ...


#3A Le 26 Juin, 2007 Mardi soir almost home en voiture en Virginie a 8:39 PM and it was hard to see and to write like this in the dark. I must have really wanted to write - it must have gushed-tore-spurt out of me - no holding back! Cheers, TONY PS : It's a two years later as I type these Three Evening Poems here from home in northern Virginia at 4:49PM on Memorial Weekend, May 24th, 2009.