I am riddled inclined with

I am riddled inclined with
I know the answer
suuun     shot
and there the running worm
a little salt
a lick of pepper
bleeding cures that make you think of something true     the golden bones undrawn     of garlands on your favoured white pig     I shed my time     I'm neither fear nor fun and in my box uncertainty rattles a poison eye     a jester walking rows ascent as if you ever knew     you let the tap spew gases governed by an ugly fear of motions     I'll tell you where I went I went to freedom's edge     a sudden mountain moated by uncertainties     occluding the mire beyond     reality there appears a work of madness     I line my eyes with tinsel ribbon and wading with upended troops drown solemn thoughts ablame ablame the whoso food and in a christmas gown the like of which you've never seen take photos just like those of old Somes whose cries are oftentimes the only sauce at dinner     ROCK CADENCE     Hound Shivers     Infants do not respond kindly to gout     I have a snail light and my unshell     it is a whisper in a Duke's kind ashes     unwerdalope has sent me away and insects on shovels wave me down     I'm singing with eleven fingered night and even clean hands die wishing     but hold now     I won't spoil things     I'm hatred's poop end     a flower biting the warm refuse     a face against a pain refused     injured limbs of dream flies     the ceiling's down     a carapace of aimless sparks     the wings are twitching the legs enacting a chopped up dance     you just won't flow and pride is hilarious     the fairwheels go round and around and around     the feeling is nausea     you can't hold it down and you step to the rim where the world has ceased spinning     you cling to the light of a vagrant star and march with a certain swagger, follows eyes that mislead with candour     devotion to patterns whose lines will tug you through the screen to a world where sometimes you chance upon people by night who you may fear had come out of a packet