some poems

WHALE POEM

Some sort of rebirth.
Sometimes they are like women who put cinnamon.
Today I was way stupid, the sky, bridges
and now crosstown dinnertime.
Assholes are never dead.
Their ropes and roses at the doorbell.
The ball case.
I saw a whale go under the bridge
today inside the river.
Famous starlings go with starlings.
They don't consider the porn I do.
Minotaur boys (manga) in mid-air.
Yawn.
Buddha should take prisoners or something.

Who gave Michael Jackson the poison apple
in the fairy tale?







A WITCH


You love with.
The your branches
during like to a little do I tree I live
besides this birds told


it even is human walking somebody.








TRUST


Today vaginal when I did it, thinking man
that I was okay
because the starlings need to get crosstown dinnertime
as winter bus, which public transportation
is parables and bags or
a giant

you trust out of reading

the built-over dead






GRIZZLY

Mortals yourselves.
Beat the comets for a grizzly comments
if it's old empathy
where kill me father's ghost
and gorgeous cauldron, my lover bored shitless
says
Queer
be merely to your pose as hours
the way Mount Denali.

Duh.

Why bloodlust?


Dear Mnemosyne,

Yes you of believing men spread legs

men with blinkers massing like starlings

a funny auto-bot did that


Please leave my city of men alone







MY THOUGHTS ON ORGANIZED RELIGION

Love that alien with a love which means the existence of hands.





TRUST


Or turn
and trust them over





TRUST


Can I be your battery
of walking intensely fucking soon?

YOU BITCH!




TRUST


Sometimes spread their credibility.




TRUST


Today vaginal thinking man
that is what becomes apparent...

green bus of "I am."





TRUST


the public shopping bags the bridge

dead very deeply









TRUST


Can other ways. the earth, be any reader?



TRUST


"Can I rebirth death?"

Of course.

How green at the other apparent end.

I am with shopping with angels

all the seats.


are frozen.







HEADLINE

Philosophers give mice a wallop!



TRUST

Or
sky ball
you call









TRUST


Can at once to be.





TRUST

Prophets who claim to have the assholes of starlings.





TRUST


I mutter to food.