A PIANO SAYS
People Fiona Apple
with the people.
People her.
DO YOU?
Blow
Shakespeare?
with that mouth?
YOU
So you have
comments to eat all night.
You're well-fed.
You can sleep now.
TRILEMMA
A tree that eats night.
A tree that eats light.
Or the bird who shits
on both?
4 A.M. AWAKENED BY JURASSIC GROWLING ON T.V.
I woke to a T-Rex
eating a conquistador's
leg. The conquistador
had just woken up too,
after falling asleep
against a jungle tree,
and looked up to see
his leg in the T-Rex's mouth.
The T-Rex opened his mouth
and showed the leg like a Tootsie Roll
the way a nineteen-year-old "porn star"
shows cum on her kitten tongue.
THE USUAL
My stance is non-violent.
But I am not.
A LOVE POEM
is usually in love.
OR IN A MUSEUM
Is it to invite a private life?
CHARLES OLSON
You're such a fucking mailbox.
Now I know why I stayed away
those years.
WHEN I LOOK AT AN OCEAN
I wonder
how much
you are often.
SHORT SHORT FICTION
XBOX kills
a no-necked schizophrenic
EASY FOR YOU TO SAY
God is not THE WAFFLE HOUSE.
ANOTHER PIANO
Fiona Apple
in THE WAFFLE HOUSE
would be really, really sad.
TODAY WAS ALL
The soup
of preposterous deaths
just discharged.
The rest.
WHAT KEEPS
More than the hate,
well lost music, the episodes
of love. Still nobody
canceled the show yet.
The kittens from Hell
with that infernal ball of yarn.
THE ART OF WAR ON NEWLY-REMASTERED D.V.D.
The Attic
in the artist.
The "Artist Formerly"
in the attic.
The squabbles
with the squirrels
in William Blake's
syphilitic body.
YESTERDAY
must have.
arrived.
MITE
Here lies one
whose name was writ
in dust bunnies.
POEM
"Thank You for believing
in the Native Americans."
JOY
A black man named Ulysses
is a beautiful thing.
Provided he's not
a slave or crackhead.
I mean.
BAD MOVE
"Go ask immortality
for mommy
where the water fountain is"
she said to her child,
pimping her.
DEAR POET,
It is pretentious
but altogether allowable
to add the epithet
"Impaler" to your name.
Monday, September 14, 2009
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