i wrote a bunch of postcards
and i didn't even think of sending you one
i guess that means that I can do what i'm told
and that the heart is organic after all
not metallic
or mineral
I guess that means that the grass on the other side
and on this side
can regrow
there are all different types of grass
in all different types of yards
all around the world
but when you look at the earth
from space
the grass is green
and the oceans are blue
and i'm still mostly blue
just like the earth

so many green lights
just telling me good!

@

touching the chocolate
will not make me rash
will not make me complete.
I touch it with my hands
and with my nails
but i will not touch it with my mouth
which is red,
or my grey skin
and what is presumably my
grey innards
never.

i ate a candy at the bar last night
a candy from an old lady box
like my grandmas and everybody's grandma has
which percents

i'm not even tempted by many layers of cake
with cremes
i'm not even tempted by the holy
lord god raspberry

i'm not tempted to smell the fresh mint
or the warm wind blowing tree's flowers
i'm not interested
in anything but nostalgia

and everything i taste is sharp

the politic loud
that makes me shake
with caffiene

I'm not going to live in a caesura ,
someday it doesn't look like,
in the globe of crystal -
like i'm ever going to have a lover

who makes me fruit salad
with seeds of melon still in it
and caviar
and cream
in a tin

All the knobs were red
Age, texas, chaff
playing with chickens
playing chicken with
too many people
and
I don't like
in the end
laying very still
watching some
darth
hear him thrash
and scream sex
in some undone garment

Recovery Act:

eating polenta
in the wind
under the sky

alone.

and remembering
how much old lovers
miss me

and if we were all wearing green velvet suits
while we fought our own selves
by fucking each other
it would have been
Art.
A Great Art Object.
but no,
it was something else.

little Us
under little Os
and a little cat
and a little kitten
with wet mouths

inverse v

goes up from my legs to my chin

regular v sits at the bottom of my torso

and at the bottom of my head

I am the alpha and the beta

the pink like an eraserpink

a lifter like  a logmachine

a god like a golden tapestry

a unicorn like a plate glass window

a forest like moldy picklejar

 my long blonde hair

 the sunlight as it plays. 

 the moonlight as it makes me glow. 

 hear the mockingbird and the robin sing to me. 

 be a mermaid! 

 live in this palace of white marble. 

 the green green plants! 

 my sweetwater swimming pool.

 my fragrant grass. 

 hairless body underneath my sheer blue gown. 

 my glittering sky of stars, 

 the rich soil in the ground. 

You are making up your breath

it is fake. 

you make up your food

 at five o clock 

and expect me to eat it

meatballs? 

 fauxballs.

say the word 

and it's yours

and the sky said 

i won't take more

than your breath

and sound 

and i won't take more

than the rain

even the mountains say

that the sun is enough

but I am a world 

and a wind

and i know 

and the words say 

all of breath 

and the food 

is made up

and being independent

like going and buying 

my own 

red fruit

for doing one's own pavement

once out on the road

it's hard to come back home

it's hard to know a bunk

when you're an angel

studying the arrangement of flowers

and the breeding of chickens

and how to feed a pet

is as hard

don't knit. 

johnny walked 

all through the woods 

picking little berries 

and stepping on soft grass

he came into a clearing 

and read his own palm

it said to go up and fork 

and then to go down and fork

but not like a pitchfork

like a meat cutting fork instead

so he went down and split

banana split

split wood 

apple sundae

and then he went up

and split

a whole in the skye

want to be free?
it's america.

to fill all the way up
to spill over
to walk away from the on tap
to go back to bed

where's your cold sweet aluminum water
i keep it in the shower
i keep it in it's little place?

i drink it to rid myself of hiccups
and of pain

someone finish my parchment roll
don't be late

underneath the tub is a mermaid stomach
that holds my ears' breath
and makes it not get in

tall and soft
and pastel
ice cream cone
you are so
proud

i like you
i want to drop you
and watch you froth
meltingly
into the gutter
into a froth
the color
of unicorns

oh don't worry

i love dirty teddy bears

and their dirty blonde ponytails

and their threaded toes

yea
roll over and hug the wall or whatever

I like it Cold when I Sleep, anyway.

you think it's security?
you think those are bells and that's green?
tabitha's cat has lots of colors
and is eating chicken livers
in the back of the moss covered car

you know what a tin roof sheilds?
the starlight and also the rain

you know that this moss used to be leather?

this floor is now dirt
tonight is a new moon
and somewhere where there is a milky way tonight

every time i say your name
my tounge fucking flexes
unghh!
y'know?
and it's a wet factory in my mouth
like every time i say your name
seriously babe

i think your pink plastic lampoon
needs a cock ring on it
pukewad.
duke tushey
puke mushy
little labretto
forest of thorns

don't leave me!

i'm so charmed by your shitty art
this is a really nice place do you own this place?
no my dad does.
your shitty art is really great i'm going to talk to you in my charmy nubile voice
an octave higher oozing chimey sex dingles, ok?
your upstairs bummer hole is really digging me out!
i love climbing your plastic stairs.
lets go to your place to fuck, always!

i tried to draw a book of lovers
in red and black and nude and pink
not suprisingly
i failed
and my pens all got lost
and the book's pages were all see through
so there's all these lovers embracing on top
of one another and i'm
here ignoring them
unsuccessfully

pithy

tattletale river
where's your orca strings quartet at tonight
you veritable vinagery victim
behind a dumpster and moldy
i smell it
i sit on an angry rock
it penetrates my fleshy bon bon.
it gives me scrapearoonies.

when i open my mouth all the way
i tell you the opposite with my very
open mouth about how rocks don't fly
rivers do and light did
but now the universe is overrrr
that's how we're here on this iseland together.

where's the dolphin duo microphone quartet at
i'm just sitting at the cafeteria
all bored like a fool eating my pudding
i could use an update or some flavor
i have plenty of pithy florescence
you know me and my anti-filiality
i need friends come on where is my performance.

EVERYTHIN IN MY LIFE IS STU CK IN ALL CAPS

i'm not crying
i'm just trying to drain the doubt out of my eyes

i'm just a poor boy
with a poor bullet

i'm just a dead dog
with yellow snow

i'm just a cold old man
with weak tea


we're all cracked

an entire purple mountain rests in my backside.
I live on the crest.
an entire freezing lake gets made all the time.

i'd like it if you could just
get this kink out of my neck

I'll take off my shirt
and you can see me naked
but most importantly you should rub my neck
and hopefully actually work something out

because it is sore.
you could step on my shoulders

lets just look into finding a dinosaur track
in colorado
in the sunshine on the prairie where there are tons of spiders in the grass

the bells chime in songs and also in churches
but we dont play bells at home right now.

just rub this out of my neck and be an old man that tells me stories
of women with cymbals on their fingers that clink
and of aching knuckles that I give myself
through the worst ways
not allowed.

Let's drink cold coffee
and sit on the floor
and eat iceburg lettuce
and talk about sheep
and draw pictures of
wales

I thought that she embroidered 'dad' but she embroidered 'dark'

I thought but

i know i have a chance

one chance in hell

one chance in a song

in the morning

and also hark

the harold

angels sing

a morning song

that I wont and cant wake up for

with my heavy

with your grace

with your grace

I need a cactus
so it can bloom in colors
i can't see,
but insects can.
(to me the flowers look green yellow
like my hair under a shadow)
this will remind me that butterflies exist

the spines will stick in my stomach

I can water it once a month
and watch it swell up like Health.

cactus

I need a cactus
so as to prick my finger on,
in my nightgown
and in my long blond hair
that is really smooth

and i'll prick it and recieve it's poison
daily
and fall into a gentle slumber
that i'll only wake up from with
a prince's kiss?

listen to me,
listen to my extra parts.
they beat like a drum
and make my voice squeak more helplessly.
they are called.

Springtime, I'm not even thinking of you.
Fall, you're all about rape.
Tommy, your real name is winter.
Summer- I can't even say your name.

day two

and i'm in it

and the water's set to boil

in like 5 minutes

there's dust on the empty bottle

and a white animal

loose in the house

I have an extra ring.

+

GET OUT OF ME


I DON'T KNEAD YOU


I DON'T KNEAD ANYMORE

I AM A BREEZE

I AM A FLOWER IN THE BREEZE

I AM UNRUFFLED

AND MY SKIN IS CLEAR

INVISIBILITY

STUDY

AND WARMTH

ARE WHAT I'M INTOBEINGINTO NOW

LET ME CLEAN UP A LITTLE BIT


LET ME SWEEP


LET ME POUR HOT WATER


AND WIPE IT UP WITH WHAT USED TO BE A DIAPER

IT IS ABOUT TIME

TO GET DRAINED

TO BE FLEXIBLE

AND EASY

IT IS ABOUT TIME TO GO TO THE WOODS

AND TO GET TO KNOW SOME SAP

AND SOME WET BROWN NEEDLES

IT IS ABOUT TIME TO PUSH

PUSH THE ICE UNTIL IT BREAKS

AND A WALRUS CLIMBS OUT.

LET ME BREATHE

BREATH OF PEPPERMINT



LET ME SHINE


WITH LOCKS OF GOLD



LET MY GARMENTS

FLUTTER IN THE COLD WIND



LET MY TABLE

BE FILLED WITH ROSES.

RAIN RAIN RAIN

COME TODAY

COME BATHE ME

COME LET ME

GET RID

ENTER IN









FLOOD












OF DARK WATER















STILL CLEAN










THAT FILLS UP










THE COURTYARD













THAT'S IN THE MIDDLE












AND DRAINS OUT













LEAVING ONLY THE WHITE PEICES















THAT COME IN PEAT MOSS















ENTER

THE

SMELL

OF PEAT.

ENTER IN







DOLPHIN








SALT






&







FOREVER FRESH








AND SPLASHING