Friday, October 2, 2009

October Poems

BED

Ted Berrigan crawls under the blanket
Dru (a cat) snakes his way under the blanket
Lee agrees to offer warmth
a rock for a snake
in an aquarium

that is soft
but scarily soft

is this October?




I WOULD LIKE

your paper aquarium
that lasts thousands of years

*

trees will do though

glorious kleenex

it looks Japanese

all over "our" cemetery

*

I don't remember

how to "do" origami




DESIGN FIRM NAMED STUPID DREAMS


like love
that's Lewis Carroll
headlights I think
your carols of darkness
under blankets
why do your too young ones
do each other
too stoned
as the thought
of escaping thoughts

usually go mad?

it's not an airstrip
like poetry

(fucking i mean)

(outside the lines)




DOWN THE MOUTH

or up the anus

it's still
probably

poetry






PISSING SHIRT

as though he was a dream.
Come all proud

that Spicer poem
is gonna be single

a long time






A THOUGHT

There aren't a lotta cemeteries
in India

why do you suppose that is?





BUS STOP

This Mary Ruefle
moment has been brought to you

via Google
also experienced the time

John Keats fucked up
about Balboa

talk about embarrassing

the cat is turning

in me. clouds increase. All these people

I enjoyed

They're really Easter Island.




GREETING CARD

If Pitcairn Island is Collected Twitter
I may be Home soon.




DYING

talk about embarrassing

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