Some Short Poems about You I Wrote at Work

A CLOUD

Maybe.


YOUR RED SWEATER

Slept.


WHY DID YOU DO THAT?

Sheep therapist.


DID I MISHEAR YOU JUST NOW?

No. Sheep therapist.


AND YOU MUST BE EXQUISITELY HAPPY TO VANISH SO COMPLETELY

Dog barking.


PISSES ME OFF

That dog. And language.


IS THINKING OBLIGATORY

Ocean of Yes.


BUT I STILL CARE DEEPLY ABOUT YOU

Outer space. I hand you gladioli.


YOU ARE DISTANT

Red gladioli.


THEY WILL ARREST ME PROBABLY

In the supermarket at 3 a.m. molesting gladioli.


THEY LOOK LIKE BUTTERLFIES

Red mistakes.


THE HEART

Pretends to exercise.


THE HEART

Fat slob.


THE HEART

Has "its shows".


THE HEART

Like an old black woman.



THE HEART

Knows your secret name.


THE HEART

Even you don't know.


THE HEART

You don't.


THE HEART

A scarab. A scab. A scar. Ask me.


THE HEART

Contrails of ridiculousness.


LITHIUM

Funny horse.


LITHIUM

A dead person standing behind my door.

His intuition.


LITHIUM

A museum.


LITHIUM HEART

Maw me, please.


LITHIUM HEART

How many lions?


LITHIUM HEART

How many lions you want?


CRISP

Men are.


CRIPS

Men swore.


SLEEP

Men wore.


SLEEP HEART

Men I wore.


SLEEPLESS

Your night airfield.


AIRPORTS

The blue lights I love.


AIRPORTS

My Khlebnikov nosebleed.


STRANGERS

Come by.


STRANGERS

Don't get red gladioli.


STRANGERS

Here's where I die. Page 17.


LITHIUM STRANGERS

Cardiac arrythmia little yellow ducks.


YOU SLEEP

I duck.


YOU LOOK AT ME

I swim under.



HEART'S SLANDER.

Lander.


HEART'S SLANDER

Moon lander.


HILFIGER REDUX

Luke, luke I am your father.


EWOK HEART

Cute can kill.


EWOK HEART

Fucked up forest drive.


STARTING FROM PAUMANOK

Oh, Dad.


BUT BACK TO YOU

Sunflower kernels.


WHAT DID YOU DO TODAY?

Smutter me.


WHEN I WAKE UP FROM A DREAM OF YOU

La Traviata while I'm pissing.


SMUCKERS

How I feel about you.


YOU ARE TOO CALM FOR ME

Highland gorse against my ass.


YOU ARE TOO CALM FOR ME

Furtherance.


IS THAT A REAL WORD?

Smurckthereitisness.


BECAUSE YOU LEFT

Sheep salt my heart.


DO I STILL THINK OF YOU?

Sheep saint salts my heart.



MAYBE

Is my heart hilly and gorse?


GROSS HOLD

A gladioli checker sort of strange kiss.


MUSTER

Master the mustard.


MUTTER

Sheep matter as museums.


MUTTER

Conjoined lil skeletons.


MUTTER

Conjoined mustard seethes.



THE WIND

Conjoined mustard seethes.


HARD AS I AM

Mutter must muster mustard as heart art.


MAD AS I AM

Mutter must matter as hatter must nutter.


MAD AS I AM

Mutter must master me as heart's muster mercurial.


MUSTARD

Oh, must we?


FORGET

Ocean's argonauts mutter.


FORGET

Matter's motif.


FORGET

Matter's motives miss us.



EVENTUALLY

It is evisceration.



FORGOT

Only as matter loosens me.


FORGOTTEN

Only as I slip under sleep's sleeves. Finally.


FORGET

I've none.


YOU CREATE ME

Strange range of what.


YOU CRAFT

War or witch or state or air.


SLEEP WITH ME

But you already do.


SLEEP WITH ME

Where nature forgets us.


SLEEP WITH ME

Where nature forgives us.


SLEEP WITH ME

Miles of you, ovine-kneed as dreams...


SLEEP WITH ME

On sheep's knees as dreams gently bend the bow.


SLEEP WITH ME

Mouth shape fluting wet underworld mouths I'll suck from you...


SLEEP WITH ME

Dark racetrack Death roundabout horse, we'll giggle....


SLEEP WITH ME

Death's stupid horse runs black circles, snorts...