Tuesday, March 26, 2013

Even Cowgirls Get The Blues










Friday, March 8, 2013

Li Li



A GUY'S WET VOICE ON THE RADIO



hearing blind people on graffiti
this blind guy's house
everybody tags




WET VOICE WITH THE BEDTIME BLUES
PIXEL SCREEN SPARKLING




saying 9 wells
twelve thousand times
heavy is the head





LIKE MIKE
GRAINY SOFT BUTTERING BLUE
NIGHT LIGHT





in our gray castle
heavy set in the desert city
we get gold squares 
where the walls meet the floors
with scrambled night sleeps 
smogged out in quartz

I beckon Genie 
heavy in her knits
feeling the bunny body, still
stuck in the popular sand alongside the highway
she tells the princess she is so free
she has no peas
the princess rolls her window up and down
up 'til sundown 

beach or mountains beach or mountains

I'm a libra bitch, beach
pieces of blue done left by the sun 
spread thick like gloss 
like peas in the knits
like freedom in a piece 


morning and night keep being the same 
on the kitchen (farm) table
too much such sour orange eating
full keeps blending with acid 
sores in my corners
smiling?

frozen fruit on black 
freezing on the white wall
this is a farm table and it could be two hundred fifty dollars
that is too bad 
I am free
plus a two piece short

plus Princess, Genie, Fifty
we love them cause they're from new york


LIKE
like hearing wet libra
like liking my moon




Sunday, March 3, 2013

on campus canvas








on campus canvas
midnight oils (mine + his)
don’t stop till the quick
Los Angeles Union Station’s Patsaouras Transit Plaza Bay 1
here i come
but not yet
first L A X
on campus canvas
who do i appreciate
lucid dream talk
group mentality 
and the B A B (Bad Ass Bitch)
maybe there's no room in here 
this coast 
for me
right eye twitching day 4 or 3
2:59 i fel so awake
for more
for us
lined with the sharp edge
of the sweet sweets
snicker and reese
little slice of china
Djibouti

,,,piece