C Langford



((sick sense creature))

six refrains musical lace lac-
ily hunted seen draped upon

its breast pimpled extruded pouted sweat-
ily dissected fought wounds scored

snaked failing knife trailing
down scars ribs grooved

made keratin hooves stoned flutes
bludgeoned mace sound carved

into the quietest niche

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niche needs pure fat fed milk-bred

sample dna scrolled slippage
brick cobblestone cinnamon slow

logo plastic lining a summary
scaled to liposuction a key sailed

past obstruction a sauce generated
fiction kinaesthetic truths in a closed

sick sense skin surfaced
lodged in street stones

stressed by shaved slightly off 

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slightly off pushed a thought through

energetic reelection bad suggestion
sick doves drowned time’s tail

soap foam and sordid stained
breath can’t touch its wound who

slapped itself who slides who
cries lick aural elide strain

down the side warm dream
coiled amber brown candle

burns under the soup slow
grows a seedling cervix conduit

canal t’wards the last light lit
before the shoal of cryptids

warmed up drawn up swam from
scum from foam from rogue

grime girl-girl boy-girl goat
bird born egg first thrown

contoured sculpted strung-out
hooked on bad breath halitosis

tails wings teeth cups foul
gums periodontal pockets

shaven plucked thicken thighs
under corkscrew clumps follicle

coils coils, the coils on creature’s
hocks fetlocks funnel shutter

shock, but it has senses,
senses, senses fail shock 



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((sour stone breach))

six stones leaking sour smell
she found them wedged between

her gums the smell secret sauce secret
force forcefully found she found the

source toxic grey pulsing
sound roots ripped removed

at birth her hooves sharp
her mouth rotting fruit soup

simmered something changed

***

change needs rage rage feeds

sleepily vaguely suddenly wakefully
very wakefully enraged engorged

on sorrow sucking stones stuck
stuck between her bones bones

bones baroque banal generational
slip serration soothes unsaid

insults ingrown salted stone
shaved bone satellite thrown

from orbit by violent thrusts

***

thrusts pushed sort of dreamt who

found folded deflated baited denied
by authorities the authorities shuffled

papers pushed needles in gums
macerated wet skin damaged

dry air compromised barrier
degraded virally intoxicated

smell anger suck stones
placed in a soft pink grid

girded held absorbed engulfed
by bad breath bad breath bad

rot grows good if she lets it
spread the curse word love

the curse heard down where private
forests deep dark knots and grids

rope pulls something out
something born birthed

screaming smelling foul soupy
seeded in her mouth between

lips teeth gums stones tiny
foul stones periodontal pockets

torn plucked tweezed folds
of skin corkscrew clumps coiled

around pebbles, pebbles rage
sorrow pus infection dream

shock, but she has bad breath,
bad breath, stones dream shock



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(satyr bougainvillea)

baby baby wild mouse baby
lashes stones stacked pony

pony princess medley winding
rope untwithering towards

twinned switchback twittering

flapping tweezing knicker ‘tween
cheeks plasma o’ earthly din above

sparkled soapy cloud e nonsensical
youthful sepsis stone grey urine

throttle e slither terror slitter flutter

fry hag’s slip stye story read in seventh
grade overrun interior focus adidas

adidas stream ‘n dream no becometh
who is knowing being becoming cliffs

hang below sky sea rises under conditioning
undone cursed search freedom flight or

hidden church folded inside organs
calling to be washed clean green vodka

sunset weaving wet spiced untapestried
keep contagion containment growing

taming pruning brooding turning ankles
up at noses powdered under suns considered

time spent well oiled knees twisted hips tightly
wound standing under shaded soul beats would

be a loon’s errand they who peel irises or thin lids
feeling one for those folks who hunger which is

excitement of the stomach or the heavens knowing
aura no halo hovers unlike undiscovered only cared

for love

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C Langford is an artist who works with writing, performance and games. They live in Berlin, Germany and are a part of an experimental video game collective called Fantasia Malware.