Saturday, March 31, 2012

MAD water and you


SOMETHING FOR D:**
BECAUSE WHY NOT
OR NOT WHY
AN ODE TO A NEW NOW

FOREVER TRIPPING OVER JOY
IN THE BASEMENT IN THE GARDEN STATE
LIKE THE SAINTS ALL LAUGHING

EVERYONE IS LEAVING ME ALONE SIDES ME
SO I'M SLEEPING ABOUT IT
TIL FRIDAY THE THIRTEENTH

SLEPT ON FORGETTING MANY
DREAMS AND SQUARES BUT
ITS OK RIGHT
FRI13


Friday, March 30, 2012

god knows y


a one morning standing
around in line with the red
and gold old ladies in waiting
for the meal plan b cos
semi-permeable membranes
forever and closing my eyes
seeing something
confusing

very simple

florid dolphinian jesus
essentially the last unicorn
feeding me dream fluff in
the dry dead sea bed
world war three
feet above my head
touching a crucifix on the wall

paper flake brown corpse
momio walking out of guanajuato
dead serious a bonesboy getting up
and walking away salty

morning air of dried chinese liquids
red rose thank you of orange pink plastic
every where

and "TOAD, TOAD"
where is my pet?

under the bed

Wednesday, March 28, 2012

in memory of lula haze





seeds roll in wind
towards trouble
sometimes towards a good thing

sometimes seeds wrap up in a corn husk
and look out through glass eyes
watching a parking violation

glass eyes look out of a corn husk
watching broad peach flesh and
homosexual sweetness
thinking about the fictional game of
tennis – remembering how it went with
our short white clothes and flushed faces
hours of numb child bridal
with no volition
rolling around sweaty and bored
confused confused
nobody knows where you are
and they want you home




i was never in love
just corn husk trouble





Sunday, March 25, 2012

florid


woke up at 6:15 scared for my life
cos i was going home and i couldn’t
remember if anyone loved me there
woozboy in the telepathic desert –
many mirages of telepathic deserters

the woman next to me applied
purple lipstick holding it with both
hands like a rat her grown son slept
in the crook of her arm

i saw time standing still on a river bank
a lonely power plant with frozen clouds
solid white attached to the smokestack
it really wasn’t moving or i couldn’t see

i’m watching wax face leaning
over wax face yellow wax face
kissing flaccid death mask
crying tears with an oily sheen
sheen that looks like bird shit
crying bird shit tears down
his big yellow nose into
her mouth          i’m
reading your lips i think
they say “come back” ???








its perfect that you live in this doorway
cos its right outside our doorway
we can come get you so easily

i have to whittle myself into a seed
to fit in this house













all you women who were big with
hairdos are my mother
i feel you snarling in san fransisco

crying like the most frightening thing
because she’s allergic to crying
her throat starts to close and
she chokes on her words the
tendons in her neck jut red
she sounds like a bleating lamb
or a deer with an arrow through its lung

she is small and frightened
with a mother and stunted growth









brethren i have a highly potent
and selective memory
yes i remember playing dead

they can't school you
if you're already dead

Thursday, March 15, 2012


In the half sleep I try to
remember the words I
want people to see and
the story of the blind garden monitor
who tries to forget all
the words he wants no one to see
*big blue big and blue*
I'm saying
it makes me feel it makes me feel

(I am always at coney island there is always sand in my heart)

and I've been knowing about Ladies
Lib and Mary Poppins and
she’s all stick with me and
I'm all
it makes me feel

hot and slow brown ground
the desert square I'm knowing about
a tall stack of tires between each
a bag of big sand like
the princess and the pea
over and over
and over

and I'm saying
it makes me feel
as if the tire stack is moving but
I'm on this level with mirage and
she’s been kind so I asked for
something
light

and a square with brown ground
and the squirmy thick hot that
everyone knows about that clouds
a square with what you think of
when you think of a summer bbq
and meat and lines

(plus your dream about coney island turning into the desert)

and me and the blind garden monitor
make all the wrong decisions kiss
all the marble people’s parted lips
pupil-less people with tilted necks
and we kiss them until closing and
the busts become phantoms trans
generational ones it is a thing
I’ve been knowing about and I’m
all over and over all forgetting
the words I want no one to see
like presentable



body party





KNOT THROAT KEEP SAYING "WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU"
KNOT THROAT EVERYONE PRANKING ME 
BAG OVER MY HEAD IN THE EATERY
KEEP CALLING MY BIG SIS KELLY KEEP KISSING MY BIG SIS KELLY HEY I ONLY INTRODUCED YOU FOR FUN
THE HOUSE IS EMPTY WITH BUTTER EXTERIOR YOUR ORANGE SELF IS CLASHING
THIS ALL WRONG AROUND THE CORNER SYNTHETIC CARPET SO QUIET IN HEAR
THE AIR IS THICK AND YOUR NEW LOU IS MY BIG SISTER KELLY
THEN EVERY ONE WAS FUN SPILLING OFF THE BALCONY COS YOU TOLD THEM TO
I LOOKED AT THE BANANA PLANT AND WENT HOME WHICH WAS ACROSS THE STREET








jase and riley

its the same feeling as crying at the beach
or swimming next to the pool
then its late and you're just closing your eyes
radiating heat

the party the party
the body the body
buoyancy of grey matter

moving left to right connotes success
up down floating - who knows
there is mud below
waiting for you to come down off the airplane
a swat team looking up

elsewhere is not so much pavement
elsewhere the country is big and stays that way










Tuesday, March 13, 2012

every 5 seconds

Life is One Big Surprise

any individual suspected from afar to be an animal
unfurls into an animal before your eyes (eventually)
(they may remain skittish afterwards)
(but you’ll know for a fact)
(that an animal is good)

what good does this do and who wants to know

will all my birthdays ever come at once?

1)    my birthdays are not something i’m much interested in seeing show up all at once
2)    if it were to happen it would be over
3)    probably not
4)    what right do i have to even ask this question?
5)    there is a more important question

how concerned should one be with professionalism?

1)    if you address yourself like a professional you will always be confident
2)    if you address yourself like a professional you will always be stressed
3)    very concerned if you are a professional trying-person who is dedicated to trying 
(very concerned if you are a professional heart-follower)
4)    very concerned when you happen to be the only human in the world not working
5)    social conventions are extremely important
6)    real people don’t just weasel on by
7)    right

hay que cubrirlo todo con violetas

i am the favorite son
ahora que perdí la fe

poetry is tailing me

and everyone

Sunday, March 11, 2012






  • scar cream
  • numbing cream
  • cream of wheat
  • it's all sugar coated now, all what



Saturday, March 10, 2012






PRINCESS AND THE PEA
GONNA WATCH THE SUNRISE IN THE DESERT
SEA KELP SCALP
MAKES ME THINK OF EVERYWHERE I'M NOT
ALL NIGHT GONNA
WATCH THE SUNRISE IN THE BENCH
WHAT DOES IT
EVEN MEAN TO WAIT BUT I CAN'T BREATHE
THE SWEET AND
GONNA PAINT THE SUNRISE IN THE BOOKS







Tuesday, March 6, 2012

niños

♡♡♡

round it out right
build it up strong
feel that animal hurt
but never be a toy

let it temper you
like melted gold cools -
harden
but stay soft

die rabid



over chosen wink 
 he hasten –
am i to die rabid
 maii heart dry shreads?
here scattered strife 
 there her skull forming?
and does a mechanimal 
 silentman 
sigh more if racing?

‘O wHy’ he sigh
 bronze steel ore stored
in there and after
 such very luck.
wine and webs –
 that’s where i never go.
bereft, wrecked.
 and mechanimals can man
said kittenwhore.

 woman has that
winter gender
 and licks lichen
covered plots
 on the right night
north side of the flag
 swinging in wind one
like a bug in love
 often dies wanton
but w/o lust –
 bitten.



Monday, March 5, 2012

the idea that I could be bad never crossed my mind
is this how I smell
that sneeze comes like a breeze breezing squeezing sneezing
snuffing fucking snotting rotting
hallejluya
the hard head hitting questins linger on my little finger
pick pick pick pick bite bite bite bite bite chew chew chew
what can ya do!
curled back
make out don't fuck fucking up upping duk
pop squeeze
pimple ease
Am I Bad?

CRAZY BED

Puerto Rican biters,
psycho
Peaking in Pittsburgh


TIRED OLDE ENGLISH
COKE BUSTED YOUR GUMS
GLASS BLOWING PICK UP TRUCK
NIGHT SHIFT BUSHWICK
STICK SHIFT MARAUDERS
MINTY GREEN SPEAKING EASY
PICKLED TOMATO JUICE JAR
FOR CHASING OLD CROWS
STOLEN YELLOW SQUARES
FOR PRICELESS WORKS OF ART
ON THE WAVE NOT THE
MINT ROLL ONE WHOLE
HIT TO SPLIT FROM
THE CARDBOARD BOY WHO
IS THE PAST TO LOVE






Sunday, March 4, 2012



ladies ladies ladies
in the bathroom line
at grand central there
are so many rules on the walls
pee and behave yourselves rowdy
kids is on everybody's mind
t-shirt coordination and space
occupation chirping chicken
sending stagnant scrapple
smells in my christmas
outfit thinking about christmas
morning oriental grand central
scrapple flop cinnamon jesus
breakfast

(remember field trip dizzy dizzy
memories matching t's clapping
calls responses matching
mima and christmas always
oriental dizzy dizzy baby
bodies bold nourished loud
station occupation others
are angry the chirping chickens
scrapple pile smells ceramic yellow
jesus yolks scrambled and cinnamon
flopped pine tree morning dizzy
dizzy grand central scrapple)

fortune cookies crushed in
revolving doors by warm
legs and the world is gold
in poles and globes and
one cube later the world
gets blue in whiskey
and spas blissfully

I still think of you Venus

of Willendorf mrs v. heiress
of coil pots green girls they
love the world with a capital
D like the vitamin how
does one ever cube it off ?
folding paper cubes dizzy
on the upper east side I
make all the sunny real
estate mine the green
and white fern covered
goblins under capital D
is why one looks at EVERYTHING
MUST GO
I am petting all the dog
walkers on the wet stone
I am really looking at EVERYTHING
MUST GO
join us for lunch at the
renaissance circle they are
now serving breakfast


Saturday, March 3, 2012

skEpTiCaL cuTie

  • It's the perfect time to hook up with the natural world--
  • even if it's pouring rain! You need a quick infusion of 
  • natural reality, and it shouldn't be too hard to find a 
  • place that suits your needs.
  • All sizzle no steak is definitely a burnt image to portray 
  • right now.
  • So if someone invites you to a masked ball, by all means, 
  • say yes! 
  • If someone else invites you to costume night at the 
  • roller rink, go to that, too! 
  • (Yes, you can wear the same mask).
  • Nothing worse than 
  • waking up to a chewed-off arm, right?
  • Heavenly influences surrounding you. Blessings are flowing 
  • freely like water. Abundance and spirit present. Bright 
  • promises. The presence of the Holy Spirit is with you.