Wednesday, April 1, 2009

Delusional Love Poems (Happy Chaucer Day!)

     DELUSIONAL LOVE POEM

i'll drink warm milk when i'm dead




     DELUSIONAL LOVE POEM

We were being griddy again

i'm sorry i wasn't hearing you

the way you hear the dikdiks



     DELUSIONAL LOVE POEM

We could be releasing more bodies

we could be toxically important for the death trips

we could help them somehow

is that my underwear or yours?




     DELUSIONAL LOVE POEM

you're always asking favors of laughter

the way i'm always asking favors of death

it doesn't mean you can't sit next to me

on the bus, really you think you're too good for me

but i see you sucking marrow from branches

each spring. my bussy little beaver



     DELUSIONAL LOVE POEM

oh i don't cry. i'm not that bad but i hear and giddy

remembering already when we were like dikdiks or somthing

middle aged left and lover interest, bastard thing

i'm not afraid. really. only of the absence of sleep

not love i'm afraid of






     DELUSIONAL LOVE POEM

the dikdiks went onto something else

green and Chaucerian

they stand and kiss

in their thing bones

venery and venison


You look like two gay art deco bookends


get out of my city



     DELUSIONAL LOVE POEM

giddy as a courthouse

with jumping processes and self-interest

have i walked up to some stranger's caf table

what eighties film is this

where is that blond gay bully? gay porn?

you make me go put on a chaucer dress

i'll walk barefoot towards the moon

i'm a dyke too far today

too much sugar




     DELUSIONAL LOVE POEM

friendly of course. people's dreams.

not too sure about ungreen dreams.

new urban I think.

i was a witch with him.

that's my part in that movie.

i wanted to buy him a pear.

watch him eat it. say something

glassine like he does


     DELUSIONAL LOVE POEM

who i was with him?

I thought money left jokes on a Chaucer green leaf love

suddenly the disparity with world captioning


Why starlings, why?




     DELUSIONAL LOVE POEM


And favors of of fishes that one Keckler at a sense involved dream.

We like that.

He kept being a plane




     DELUSIONAL LOVE POEM

Love is a roofing job

There he was sitting next to. The modern sweetheart so good.

peacekiller and fucking April

realize it's sex instead

he could end up the Maori type of boring

clothing which is listening


     DELUSIONAL LOVE POEM


here's my april fool's joke for you:

i'm geoffrey chaucer

the serial killer




     DELUSIONAL LOVE POEM

Neil Gaiman
I Dreamt it was Neil Gaiman Day
in the rose gardens

you pricked yourself

on a wild rose

and i sucked your thumb

just like a big alcoholic baby

Then we played Lewis & Clark

you were sacajaweaesque though

and whored yourself to get on a silver dollar

nobody wants.



     DELUSIONAL LOVE POEM



He kept a rat on a leash

he was easily my favorite escaped convict

pretty hot but couldn't stop asking

so i went back to chaucerian housekeeping



     DELUSIONAL LOVE POEM

nature editorialized again

he's dead

they kept some of his mental ulcers

in lucite though

like reliquaries





     DELUSIONAL LOVE POEM


here is chaucer's cock bone

i saved it in a reliquary for you

i want to rub it on your lips


fatted grease of a sacrificial lamb

makes great lube


you text me you are on the MTV NEXT bus

soaking in israeli sea salts


you're all jebel uzum

and shit like that




     DELUSIONAL LOVE POEM

this is commercial commiseration

a fold-out chair poem

a courthouse of lowly meats

a courthouse of lowly meants

the judge is a butcher at wegman's

on the weekends



     DELUSIONAL LOVE POEM

thanks for the pubic hairs

lamb dreams and tilex moments

lucifer eyes


the clover in my crack




     DELUSIONAL LOVE POEM

here let me do that

i'm no good at removing hooks

but it's fun to try






     DELUSIONAL LOVE POEM

mwuhaha immunity

whatthefuckisthat?


tricky chaucer take me

i am your bride




     DELUSIONAL LOVE POEM


i am green with caterpillars

today crawling all over my nakey body

they gyre and nod and squooze


a gay wedding gown


all sugary it isn't a man


i am the grass


you squoze me




     DELUSIONAL LOVE POEM


posted dreams promiscuous

O comments removing hooks

the Arbus bus is late

the Arbus bus is never gonna get here


i'm going home


to sup the tatted Maori






     DELUSIONAL LOVE POEM

sup tatted Maori?

hit this masquerade

i know what to do

your jeanius

fatal photographs

pissed chubby pretty

earth's which i do




     DELUSIONAL LOVE POEM

oh tell them anything

men are so damn easy

"i have an avant-garde bathroom...


would you like to see it?"






     DELUSIONAL LOVE POEM


oh clerk the distant nothing

i don't feel like it

sup i balkanize my fetishes

go touch flower phlegm

chaucer lube

another young one tatted

comes to hold his father


Here this morning

oh look


The fairy immensity!


     DELUSIONAL LOVE POEM



he said

he said


i've got a chaucer boner



and it won't go away


that's so wrong

for so many reasons dude



so wrong


and so green


so very very green

0 comments: