I was in the back of a taxiout in the country withtwo gals and an anteater. The anteater was a he butnow was a she. It had askirt and I caught sight ofits bush. I scratched behind its ears. "It's real good with that,"one of the girls said. She was Courtney, cousin from Mass.The other … Continue reading Aardvark
Category: Poems
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Sittin in the bay, Under the dock
wall of closed eyelids...alien concrete structurewent beneath the ocean:so did I. I was outin the ocean for awhile I was just sitting at the bottom of the ocean,an ocean that lay now over a not-so-old city reading a book about home-makers Earlier Brook's dad was indream, I was supposed to goto Australia at some point. … Continue reading Sittin in the bay, Under the dock
I’m Either Going to Hell or I’m Going Home
1. from these veins... 2. How did I get here? 3. friend — 4. What time is it? 5. waterproof. 6. It's water-resistant, 7. right, it says it's six sixty-six! 8. No, that's right. 9. crystallized not shivered not shriveled crystallized and bloomed! -9. This is where … Continue reading I’m Either Going to Hell or I’m Going Home
Window Washing
I guess this is life then, really?
Foil’s War
Making it something other than that which it IS . . . surrounded by a crowd easy 2 do my own thang … Continue reading Foil’s War
KBHR
Inn or-dirt to we'd (sp?)out the baaaaaaaad emu-shins I half nun@awl (dot com!)
ON Semi (Head On!)
I.M. knot onnn the prop-er(roar) opera-ray-thing cyst, um....
Can’t, Sir
An inseparable wreck, this body. Its effort leashed upon its nature— A mystery as to why, One of the greater mysterys. Like the pyramids or Amelia Earhardt or the nature of light or viruses—yes— viruses handing out their code like candy at the Shriners parade. Who are those olde men riding around in small cars … Continue reading Can’t, Sir
6/4/11
The wanting of cigarettessgold dust, June rain & ice baby ice ice baby.
Swap
Trading, trading.Creative vehiclesturn air into money.Tap, tap, tap. Placean order. Tap, tap, tap.Do you know whatyou’re getting into?Watch the news,the news is bad. Tap,tap, tap. Blasted alchemy:pull everything out. But wait —the news turns good. OK, placeanother order. Waiting,kicking yourself. Tap,tap, tap. Someone mustbe on the other side, thegrass must always be greener. You tap … Continue reading Swap
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