unzip the yellow lines
and burst all the seams
and metal rivets like thread
single rivulets always making you seem better
slice of light
undo her head
unwind pristine unctions extreme pristine unctions
sinisistic creation baby openhymer goddess
can you walk in a straight line?
machine dance for yes
leak pi for no
maybe should be a golden spiel of grace
from out your chest hole
In the dark, it seemed like
I had drawn the perfect heart.
Damn the dark, eh?
Some hell isn’t dark;
apparently a flaming frozen lake reflects like hell.
Was that woman over there laughing or crying?
I was wondering myself.
Some couples weather well.
Look at them: They’re enough for each other.
A spark sparks
under their shoes as they walk in the dark.
Don’t make me laugh.
Sometimes spontaneous exhaustion makes me laugh.
You make me laugh.
Did you know that, on average, happy couples
laugh 10,000 times over a seven year period,
according to Professor Cribdeath, my cat.
But his standards are always too high.
Or too low – Do you remember the smell of that green couch?
I was just figuring out how to clean everything
when one of the dogs threw up pieces of chewed tin
and lunch. Shit.
Life isn’t easy.
I’m ill about it.
It’s cute to have nothing to do, though.
Reams of it matters.
Reams of it.
But I don’t see any right now,
mattering, I mean.
It’s all about that dark material now.
One explosion in that thing and it’s ash and snow at the same time. Weird.
He told me that it’s the coldest place in the universe.
That’s not true.
set me right here I forget
how foolish am I
cast off back
out on water
don’t let me fall in with him, God.
A cryptic historical tarot
for round here,
a design on a towel.
You roll over in the sand.
“You have no idea,”
one of us says.
I look out to someone sunset
someone drowning as sun sets
you’re a better swimmer but you can’t see
breakers crust over crepuscular
waves crowning over my head
you’re a little saw cutting through
crowns crepuscular with your hands
shading your eyes
you can’t see more than a lava lamp
but still you saw
It was not that deep
was the funnier thing.
I helped the man stand
up on a sand bar.
He was not so grateful.
He said, “You have no idea.”