Tuesday, May 5, 2009

Delusional Love Poems May 5th

     Delusional Love Poem


Blogs is lazy.

Rides designed for Owl cats with monkeyhair pubes.

The Fear has to be elected.

For it to work, I mean.




     Delusional Love Poem

Like waking up people so old mostly to die.

That park has the best artificial lake.

Dress them in sweaters.

Long and narrow, like good.

Mr. Bunny, you are my type.

Not like the Met computer.

A road only mistakenly moves.

We were in love, boxing in theoretical physics.

Ridiculous bunny physics.




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Why did Heidegger not hyphenate "being-towards-laughter?"

Creation just smiles.

What about feel-me-up healing?

Closer than friends, such strangers.

Ashalt reproductive organs will serve.

Cleopatra skank cooties.

The human is subservient to it.

Pell-mell people are funny.

Their investment in dying.

I could spend my life making introductions.

A gay twenties movie.

"Whatever," the X Bunny wondered.

It will be a great surprise to learn he isn't black.




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I am always so true.

Is there a pill for that?

She asked.

The way a car in a cornfield is said to be "cornflicted."

Conversations and napkin rings don't go together.

PIER 1 is as good a place as any for a suicide.

Lincoln gave his boyfriend herpes.

Washington made Martha lick his asshole.

He called her his "Princess of Shit."

History is not a conversation.

It's a fucking monologue in a bathysphere.

What's a fucking bathysphere?

I don't know.




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I want to edit an anthology, NURSING HOME POETRY.

And include the most-anthologized poets of our age.

The book will come with a hole carved in the center.

There will be forty Ambien in the hole.

The blurbs will all be taken from Final Exit.

John Ashbery's photo will appear somewhere.

Billy Collins will say that Ashbery is not really all that gay.

What is the real plural of Ambien?

Some farm people still say "deers."

I am sassing something or somebody.

I am sassy.

That means I'm a girl.

The urge is suddenly the elephant.

So I must be American, thank god.






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I had this William Keckler guy bugging the shit out of me.

Fucking up my life.

Then I realized.

Fuck.





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My menses live there, looked out a solemn window, ended out on the water.

Can I be the urge that is suddenly the elephant?

Call Me William-Tender Blogs.

I just want one glimpse of The Great Ass Designer before I die.

Is that asking too much?




     Delusional Love Poem


The best kitchens are all stoned.

Make this in art.

Aussie top and
i.v.'s, spring Minnesota.

Vide old celluloid metal anechoic John Cage house.

I am Mr. Bunny the pro-bisexual whose amusement is young and old people alike.

Boats

This is a drawing of Mr. Bunny.

Poems like lounge chairs.

Dead things want to touch you on the ass.

When you're a healthy 2,000 year old young Roman poet.





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It felt third grader. It felt alligator.

Long long Yoko music

Yoko Ono Families Coping is where I go for therapy.

And Dead Everything Else.

It says on my t-shirt.

I wear the FREE TIBET t-shirt to WAL-MART mostly.

I'm a rebel like Pee-Wee.

I have made a woman feel like a man in the movies.

I worry about twentysomething boys and Van Gogh's bisexuality.

Mothering dead boys.

What else do you think music is for?




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I was pounding his boyfriend.

Their cat has such ghetto experiences.

The usual Beyonce piggishness.

Glamor doesn't have the Icelandic idea.

Gertrude Stein Storm Troopers.

Sort of hot.

Japanese House Effects work for me.

Mr. Bunny prefers cotton, embarrasingly.




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Shape your kiss and blood tricks.

Holmes.

Park your ghost high.




     Delusional Love Poem


There's always a little murder in a motel.

It's what makes you hornier.

Your eyes have been devoured.

Maggots like rice grains in your eyes I see.

Ah, you're alright.

I'd still do you.



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You of the Mount House. I know your thermostat.

Giant swans are riding in me like Twombly ghosts.

Roman mounts.





     Delusional Love Poem


Mr. surface.

white the heart settled They were the sad ones so drown. That drunks. lights come up feel people they're rickety stainless touch he's Valentine out of huh."

The dead the before.

Mr. bunny Dream

A horrible old white woman is cruising the sound bites here

in this painting of heaven i detest




     Delusional Love Poem


The homophobia gerbil is a Star

Richard Gere is a Stepford Wife

I washed my FREE TIBET shirt today in your tears

THIS POEM IS CONDEMNED. PLEASE VACATE THIS POEM IMMEDIATELY

Whew what a stench of the English-looking future




     Delusional Love Poem



"Maybe aftermath of thinking?

"Mr. Bunny the pool."

"Fuck drunks"

W.H. Auden

Homophobia is a scrawny boyfriend.




     Delusional Love Poem


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It Lucy the 500 words and I am have been something.

PSYCHIATRY BOOTH

Labels: Lucy, afarensis, gertrude stein, elephant, then you tell me the better and why seems to be is and quirky these blogs just shit hung there have to down turn that room and then picks up ass.

But corporate the front

Spring time.




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Mr. Fence has P.M.S.

and rides a bicycle in a sexy way


rural drunks all along too real


It had a dramatic LIFETIME movie called JADED SMOKE

Mr. Bunny breathing X Files

"Water holds your fucking you did.




     Delusional Love Poem


Mulder went on William Ono dream,

all over We her art,
the conversation make nor the just be loved Grapefruit
but she something
the need our walk.

her missing someone.

I had woken night though I


Invite the hadron story.


IHAVECUNT carry firearms. PM 3 my Awesome song.



I you know 7:57 AM book epiphany.


I realize Oprah.

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