Friday, July 31, 2009

Last

Lies, you sold me well
   on the chintz rugs
in empty rooms
that never meant to be   symbols


but became the setting
of lustful forgottens

naked perfume, cunt,
A Liar's red kiss

text fantasy- an empty
long house- dorm room
   futon and sex down
hallways (no mirrors or sinks)
and I cannot see myself

in an empty white
mansion in
his sleeping bag sheets
drool stained pillow, fuck
on white hemp rugs
cry
on a sleeping bag- mild July
in cookie cutter lawns.

Salt water pool,
purify lactose astronauts
who soar up wooden (plastic)
chairs
Whose sores opened wide and gaped
at the throne of GUIDANCE
Who turned to false Equality
  to run the schoolroom copies
of Emerson Emerson
Emerson --> Reliance (Learned Helpless)
No furniture! No! Amp up on linoleum
Marble- cable television and
IPOD tripping has gone too far

Frozen Popsicles have become
our urban treats?! Fuck Paradise,
we have our kids right here
with fingers and toes and noses and
eyes and ears

And, Providence,
feel up this woman's
heat.

Do Phones Create Humidity?

    is I
in California, is
   every Humidity gray?
and will buses
drain my wallet to
a bone?

will I take 2nd
settle at 3rd    and
    will   my clothes
be worn?

on stages, I will not
be- tightrope poetry!
     Note-
Book,  take this well
      with rusty
      metal coins.
(cell phones at my back)

Monday, July 20, 2009

Summer American

America's fine,     they're struggling

 these walls of lime
 clay and other plush
 doorways. Summarize, Mr.
   contrast.

 when I transfer lips,
 stand on one side.
Pencils, Sit on the fanned
   out papers.

April comes quickly
to a notetaker, sanitized
by the American Dream

Paid Choice

choices is paid
   in school-- out of
   courtroom classes

because choice in 16
mother or school
when you don't know
whether to go
into labor
in or out

the tiles under foot
far fields of lime
locked doors
bilingual earrings
and long black hair

choices is paid
   in school-- out of
   courtroom classes
Worthless is a hymn of spiral bound notebooks
caution little red tape

Thursday, July 2, 2009

Holiday Issues Should Be Thrown

holiday baking
recipes for mastercard
muffins

for womanpie (apron delicacies)

ARE YOU TOO SEXY?

ego booster chairs in
glossy acrylic
for wifey's convenience
   and tender fingers
easy, Flipping Womb

DRIVE HIM CRAZY
too barefoot to drive him?

perfect holiday present
beside pastel
handicap

I Would Like to Diagnose You

Glass like Raindrops
between  me
      receptionist

Family Circle--
Thanksgiving is Ginger
and July.

General Diagnosis.

Ipod radio. Fake pine
radio odor, and Cher.

And you, Roger Federer,
what are you doing
in the desert without
a net?

And me, what are you
doing in this chair (like
tick on scalp).

No cell phones. No Smoking.
$50 no Show.

No deviation. Generalized Anxiety.

Salmonella Candle

Salmonella candle
  my body
when dead
waxen salmonella

my organs
  what's left   of me
they disperse
not burnt, nor buried

in the slime of
intricate despondency
thumping gelatin

only a few years,    though
then burnt, buried
landfill incense