A Boy Scouts Hanbook

In this simulation...

Following the
fluorescence of 
Biostatistical data

Information
in strands
 in strings
with bands
of
light and dark

 interpreting
 form
 inferring
shape

... despite chromosomal
variations...

The glaze
of  the masculine
is
Constructed 
practised
and
 intrinsically 
understood

... at least 80 percent...

 

Today
an american boy
before long
 an american man

Physically strong
Mentally awake
Nourished by diffusion

With guidance
We
could play

Passive cowboy

Absolutely!

Me
in my
 bicurious gym socks

You
flamboyantly mainstream
Aber..Aber..Aber..
Abercrombie Daddy

I know how
to pony

Flesh can only be
understood
as a social text

Dominant positions   
Sperm competition

Age
Race
Class
 Statistics
 and locations

A petri dish
of the possible

Suits
Jeans
T-shirts
Boxers
Socks

Boots
of
   Extreme versatility 

Sniffing for
a walked in sneaker

 Given his
variables

A boy cannot
turn into a man
without
Active intervention

Disciplined practices

 Physical mercantilism

A smooth property
of assets

Touch
Pressure
Vibration

The active
stimulation
of
 genotypes
and odor cues 

Lift
shoulders wide with
risk-taking behavior

Position
the throbbing
      In sweaty hairs      
of mutual sameness

I take care of my body
you should too

A/S/L

What is your location?

There

in ten
in a car
in the park
in the reeds
by the waterfront
by the Hull fish house
amongst leaky pipes and profitable urges

Is your bottom topped?

You
cant
just
be

 understood

 A Man
has to
Earn
has to
 Finalize
has to
Detail
has to
 Up the Contract

has
 lunch to Prove
 everyday

and night

Through the Victory Gardens
the muddy paths
the towering reeds
the urban wild

 with maps
 with flashlights
with compasses
with medicine kits

They will follow
with
pockets full
drawn by
 the scent
of roasting
 street rabbit
and campfire songs

Their 
tongues slide
out and
upward
 forecasting
 positions
in
 the wind
and
 the weather

Radar currents
explode
 in
 Boyfeet and
Emoporn

I know at least
a thousand ways
a clever boy
can survive

This medium
is my haircut

My smell
My walk
My tattoo
This song

This lattice
of
razor cuts
that map
my biome

From
dry and smooth
to
 hairy and moist

I am not

Just

or

Hopeful

I am

in a riot
of skin flora
a slurry of sweat
 an off trail scouts handbook
I write it as I walk

A/S/L

I am----

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