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you’re a little snot, aren’t you

there are mistakes moving up my nose from sniffing palms and perfumes that i try to blow wayward into the shower the usual germs and snot stuck together to drain and dry in someone else’s water if filtration goes awry but blood comes out instead thick then thin as though all of me is losing … Continue reading

hanging a rabbit’s foot

leaves lost on electric lines that can be heard in the summer with the air condition and beams of sun that bake into the darkness but not tonight where they land on quiet orange and green and ketchup red stems limp like little feet of a man hanging or just a boy who used to walk around … Continue reading

flies as accessories

angel, take this saw and split my hands from prayer and from my body so that you can wrap them around you like a necklace where you are cradled by me and when I rot in glimmer and sun and warmth you can have other smaller friends, who fed off me lived off me died … Continue reading

giants raising giants

when I was little I thought I wanted to be big like my father who I looked up to because he was powerful and strong and handy with a belt against my back so that then when I was a giant who gorged I could show him what it meant to be little, but I … Continue reading

raking the promise of summer

fruitflies sipping on old masturbation and fall foliage that leaves me spent and dry from this city that is sure to be dying with seed scattered in all the wrong places and whatever landing in nurtured nature being slurped away by sexless larva that get thrown into food to be cooked later on but not … Continue reading

branded buts

human came from nature and made nature come from them by changing nature through changing themselves for what is civilization but a wave goodbye to all science but the regression of goods into gods of truth art but blood of birch and softer wood cooking but displays of torture and dominance sex but displays of … Continue reading

whistling in eden

music is the closest thing to god for it goes up in nonsense of notes that make you feel something still among the cacophony and your own breath that silences if only to hear better * everyone wants to be happy and so few want to be downtrodden spit on left to be alone and despised … Continue reading

zipporah

i am of the body of me whose body isn’t i when i’m drinking and drunk and throwing up me only to be replaced by a scarred and scared i with acidic dribble trying to eat me and my whole * She is lips a big red sea split from sounds of her and of … Continue reading

what goes first: my body or me

I go it isn’t working and she goes I know and we go apart making places where there is nowhere to go * I reek of old success and stupor when it mattered to matter and when I did to do and be done with myself until there was only applauding though I could not hear … Continue reading

if you leave the water on, the sinks will overflow

see always see do nothing more than observe for your sight is the most powerful act in the universe and without it there would be no universe worth seeing and i guess no you either * the darkness was old and night was young when my father came home with an electric cord that teaches … Continue reading