GIRLS AND BOYS
Ladies of the library
Are all whispers and excitement
Boys in the library tone it down
Pensive gaias
Gaias in the library
Pensive guys
Freud girls: shit happens
Shit happens that women can’t account for
Continue
Shit happens that men can’t account for
Every one hears everything
Love drafts around everything
In arcs and ellipses
Getting no where
On account me out of the prowl
I have no taste
A bad taste in my mouth about the prowl
I’m going back to my old ways
You can’t chase a kitten
You have to sit still and do something interesting
I am a kitten sitting still
Doing something interesting
Heavies will roll (down hill)
Women are dark
And rain chaos and dogs
Dogs are heavy
And rain chaos and chaos
Valentine woke up with the shakes
Ellipses roll though lopsidedly
Down hill and up again
Two heavy after two beers and two ziggurats
The only things that should be heavy
Are books for now
And if you drop them don’t let anyone help you pick them up
We are so smart and tired
Reticence and Attitude
IF SOMETHING IS IN THE BODY, AN INDIVIDUAL CANNOT
BE BLAMED; THE BODY IS ALWAYS MORALLY INNOCENT.
IF SOMETHING IS IN THE MIND, HOWEVER, IT CAN BE
CONTROLLED AND MASTERED, AND A PERSON WHO
FAILS TO DO SO IS MORALLY AT FAULT.
I would like everyone to be young toothless and continuing
Everyone is young toothless and continuing
I am still the oldest baby
The youngest four-hundred-year-old lover of life
I still hang out at Dracula’s back door
Number 27, Under the Power Lines, Historic Yonkers, NY USA
And Gouache tastes Good
Gouache is Good
God Looks Good in purple and yellow
THIS FIRST SUSTAINED WAVE OF MANIA WAS LIKE A LIGHT, LOVELY TINCTURE
It is a very fragile minute delicate balance—
We means, we starts
I am continuing to the altar
Wearing my parents wedding bands
We starts to keep globbing it onto the altar
Keep globbing it onto my shell-home-for-one
And the Big Coral Reef
