Be Disastered
Touch me here—an item thumps under my major part within my shack—an advertisement—a motion within my shack

Surely my vision notifies me—something beneficial—something hourly—oh ignorance apply and shape them—spare me for several seconds—work all aboard this instant—

Release plus widen—with hearty frequency—swallow them but not this—this instant—be disastrous—

Before several of us—souse yourself—plus I mustn’t use you—I mustn’t menace or reclaim—any of us

Tonight an item thumps my major part—it is a menace unsuitable—my heart now strained now similar—

Within me in seconds—a sordid stress—within me in seconds at any speed—a use of making something hourly—something hearty and weak

Shafer Hall gave me a title and told me to write about the newfound (?) prevalence of poppers in gay bars. The subject wasn't great, but I got some text from a Czech site, translated, and put it into a new line/hypen strophe thing I've been using