Not helping

50 ft. peace bond -
you directed it at me,
but you stay away.

Holmz
Sunnyvale Trailer Park

Like them

Paddlin' that boot
up the Dum Dum River -
too often my course.

Holmz
Sunnyvale Trailer Park

Puppet twin

controlling my brain,
that cotton-clothed parasite
forces...me...to...........talk trash

Holmz
Sunnyvale Trailer Park

Back to the cab

Ray finds new shelter -
familiar metal cocoon;
he did drive trucks once.

Holmz
Sunnyvale Trailer Park

Certain jugs

converted liquor,
color of liquid sunshine -
tossed...sloshes and froths

Holmz
Sunnyvale Trailer Park

Rotund friend

gentle Phil Collins,
hangs oot with dirty Randy -
they're burger addicts

Holmz
Sunnyvale Trailer Park

In your face

(fingers extended)
I'm gonna give you right now
some homemade fuck-offs!

Holmz
Sunnyvale Trailer Park

It begins soon

time to bail us out
a couple of shit-puppets -
parts in our shit-play.

Holmz
Sunnyvale Trailer Park

Pet vacation

tickle their bellies,
get'em down, spin'em around -
fun at Kittyland

Holmz
Sunnyvale Trailer Park

Shoulda known

you fucked up again -
normally I'm not that guy,
but atodaso

Holmz
Sunnyvale Trailer Park

Putt putt putt

Cyrus spies trouble:
Hubble bubble telescope
with fucking fruit cart

Holmz
Sunnyvale Trailer Park

Recording

Check this shit out, buoy
("J-Roc, baby" heard two times)
shit's been pimped TIGHT

Holmz
Sunnyvale Trailer Park

Mentor/apprentice

See this Trinity?
I call this the "train technique" -
two carts go at once.

Holmz
Sunnyvale Trailer Park

Real space words

the carbinator,
fucked over by aliens -
refuckulate it

Holmz
Sunnyvale Trailer Park

Break then repair

he doctors their wounds,
twisted metal carcasses
exploited for cash

Holmz
Sunnyvale Trailer Park

Flesh pillow

the bus gently rocks
her peaceful, pensive commute
gut-interrupted

Holmz
Sunnyvale Trailer Park

Over

breaker breaker, Earth,
gonna land on Juniper -
cravin' some space weed

Holmz
Sunnyvale Trailer Park

Wearing blue

number 420,
representin' with the "C" -
mad hash hockey skillz

Holmz
Sunnyvale Trailer Park

Who's car?

clever dispenser,
delivers rum from the dash -
drinkin' and drivin'

Holmz
Sunnyvale Trailer Park

Cowboy in white pants

bare-chested stallion
pimps himself for sustenance
...to gut fetishists

Holmz
Sunnyvale Trailer Park

Shit's ripe

The boys were released.
Ready for the shit harvest?
Get your shit basket.

Holmz
Sunnyvale Trailer Park

Aspirations

Yeah, I have golds now -
to grow clones and sell some dope,
which is no big deal.

Holmz
Sunnyvale Trailer Park

Dysfunctioning

Awright soft serve,
you in this greasy skin flick?
The girls are ready.

Holmz
Sunnyvale Trailer Park

Ends meet

the crash of metal,
carts bouncing end over wheels -
soon...reclamation

Holmz
Sunnyvale Trailer Park

Rick does good

Pompadoured mall cop
now busts his coke-bottled friend;
he used to be cool.

Holmz
Sunnyvale Trailer Park

Master plan

freedom 35:
break the law a few last times,
then we're retired

Holmz
Sunnyvale Trailer Park

Alter ego

soaked in swamp water,
my plastic Doppelgänger
decants sage advice

Holmz
Sunnyvale Trailer Park

The boyz approach

shitnami threatens;
don't drown in the undershit
of that great shitwave

Holmz
Sunnyvale Trailer Park

You fucked up

Keep your hands up, boys.
There'll be no high fives now -
you disappoint me.

Holmz
Sunnyvale Trailer Park

Hungry, lazy cat

skunky dope trailer,
chock-a-block with tasty clones -
no place for kitties

Holmz
Sunnyvale Trailer Park