Friday, June 22, 2007

Breathe Water

Slide below surface
Open up
Tricklespill winding through passage
Reflecting constellations
Exahaling parachutes in reverse
Climb down the weeds
Moonlight further away
Roll over
Roll back
Comes back higher pitched
Slide across bottom
Picking up speed
Trail bubbles
Clouds of floating dust

Thursday, June 14, 2007

I Cry Artificial Tears

And I don't mean this in a metaphorical sense
I'm talking hydroxypropylmethylcellulose
It's not as though I can't cry
Just costs me $15 a week
I'll pay this to delay the inevitable deterioration of my vision
'The fuck is Dextran 70?
Less chemically similar to the name brand
Ah, well.
It's cooling.
You'll appreciate every last little thing you see
Or I do, at least

Sunday, June 10, 2007


I've been viewing things at a late night slant


Even in the afternoon

We're separate, you and I.

As I try to comprehend the eyebrow arches

Please, please don't detract from this release

I'll tuck you in

When strangers go to bed not realizing

What they've done

These sweet hesitations

Red faced males all up on their adversaries

Contained explosions

On the whirling eve of their involuntary decision

Let me write



See people walking around asleep

We'll crack whips

And spin

Appearing not to read facial expressions

From two tables over

Or three

Depletion of electronic emperor's clothes


And if you're unaware of the need for restraint

Eating anything in the cold

I record and filter these experiences

Opus deletion

The lurkers read

There's this, also

Gathering clouds


Pouring summer cold

Whether rapport

Okay, weather report

Incomprehensible rolling cartilidge

Trembling choirs

I keep up on this

As you roll over in bed

Writing with my eyes closed