drops
I was kissed by wet beads and I had
A vision of barnacled boll weevils chewing
Delicate geometry into water ripples.
And grey daisies and dead daffodils
Reign with the gentle fists of midgets.
White soil fancies itself sweet
And withered soldiers wax golden in the puffs
Of mist.
4.3.00
dyke journalist
Sam Peckinpah made movies with blood ballets
Like grizzle choreography slo-mo
Like freeze-thought funk death
Like toe shoes covered in oil slick
Like the deer exploding in gut confetti
You got an art class back there?
Reduction by oil and vinegar
Supersize that health nutty
Wax paper for a growing boy
Of tube socks, wail.
7.3.00
progressively surreal
I fear the headsplitting spring conventions
that shred my frothy mint personality
and the magenta hopscotch marzipan cocktail that fucks
up little boys in blue jeeps. my mineral resources are exhausted
and opec's capricious intervention regulates the flow of girl scout
plasma to my omelet-cookie-brain.
my disillusioned mouth is lined with age and chocolate fanaticism. sometimes i can fit my whole shrunken body into little boxes just in case pistachio florets stain my inner ears. depression excuses blood spurts from cauliflower orifices.
i'm going to implode.
the spring makes or breaks me, and often does both.
would that i were a circus performer, but there's no one in the audience with faith
in the relaxation machinery of dripping vibrators and the clowns aren't wearing makeup. the trapeze dematerializes and is buried with
walt whitman's growing fingernails.
3.27.00
tamale
hot makes your body go boing boing
double helix of rainforest lock and key,
insert my substrate into your fickle Yankee humid ball
when the mosquitoes BBQ in crossroads virginity puzzles,
chafing raw chicken
6.16.00
Somebody called me a Hawaiian Russell Crowe once, and while I think that's hyperbole, I think the stuff on the left sort of echoes that sensibility. The four pieces jump from April to July to March to June, making what was supposed to be a logical seasonal progression totally non-linear. Please let me know what you think of them; I'm a little hesitant to put this stuff on the site for fear that it'll be the least popular portion. They make very little sense to me so I expect them to mean less to you. Hope you enjoy it some bit...