Are they the slower cars
and should we pull over now?
this happened to someone before--
arsenic, a clammy death / not reversed in time,
ghastly, the room
wet he carried his romantic self she lay in a fever
in a fist
of dried flowers flying
buy canned goods before elves shift poles to the east and dance wildly
work hard for war and place hands on a table like ripe seeds
sell yourself for a cup of soup and a ticket to
ask creation to flow back into the gates before the town falls apart
become a falconer and spit on fire throwers near flowers
deliver a letter to the president dated 8/15/07 and chuckle
donate your heart to science or the next best offer above zero
delve into fountains screaming at the gods
ask martin espaldino for an anal injection
pray that the rains will gently cleanse your conscience
Damn good coffee. Who killed Laura Palmer? The owls are not what they seem.I'm leaving for a month-long residency tomorrow. Questions answered upon my return. Ciao!
Seeking poems that relive the weirdness and wonder of David Lynch's Twin Peaks for an exciting chapbook anthology, A Slice of Cherry Pie.
Snow is a vagabond oat, dear.
It percolates winter: this wandertime
stooge who'll traipse, come to town-- thin
vanity semi-schooled, fluorishing
We'll call it shock-- the toxic
accretion of some comic pain. Your hand
is a sandwich for children
On your sad knees!
The meter slows-- hammer on tarmac.
Decant the old words, crack
one rust-colored fuse. I've licked
the sparse wine from the glass-stem
in what you
laughingly called a silk suit--
Bus stop posing.
When were you radiant, angel?
What stray cull stillbore you? You cradle
thin bowls. Lend me one,
Danaud, I'm bailing; I'm bound
to your side by a stone.
Come, come aerie!
Take flight to your reason-filled haven.
Perfection comes ordained: it's sanity, rouged
by the miracle images kept of ourselves,
untarnished by parallax cues.
Too, too cozy.
Stop bleeding feng-shui on my table.
I take back my life. I have no wish to be your
white-coated gentleman of needles and plums,
tick tick tock