Sunday, October 21, 2007

parched

barf out, barf out a new one and pour it down my wide open throat.

success?

Thursday, October 18, 2007

Bright blacK

Tingles on the left

the last two fingers, scaring me.



Tingles in my toes, and only on the left are they going numb and leaving my heart racing like a boat, wanting shore.



Scratches on my neck

the back of my neck

making me scratch my temple, the one to the left

side of my eye kind of doing the same.



Hope for a warm bed tonight, eventually rolling up in a tight

tight ball.



Same t-shirt I have worn for weeks

new air i suppose\filled with cigarette smoke



keyboard covered in a dusty cloth

dusty 'coz been sitting like a rock



Is it getting grey? Like I never thought?!



Crackle from the ground is my music tonight alone with the stupidest street cars flushing out bad words like 'peace, fullness, energy and future...',



they are only ugly because WE have MADE them this way.



LET'S SHAKE THAT WAY! (vibrate off, making the skin so dry that it shed's off new light)



Talking to much causes illness, to you and the listener.



It is time to discipline myself, feel a bit of shock, a shock of cool, bright black tender petals of newness!



Because, new flowers in my room, rearranged furniture, won't be enough.



Will the tingles fade or heighten?



and, when they go, will I know?



Until then I will dream of a light blue turtleneck against a boy's skin I think about time to time, a ruckus so clean, and clothing for tomorrow.

Friday, October 12, 2007

...invitation...

Gather round, thickness of zone!,

I have chilled too long in your irrelevant throne,

Proportional bones, make peace once and for all!

I don't care how your heart beats, it lessons the truth,

when you talk to much the information gets lost

to

never

return

again.

gather round, thickness of zone

Mozzarella, avocado, tomato, plum and oil...

The sky in 5 layers or so, conjuring up feelings and heartburn.

(Women in WWII were told that when someone is dying, they are failing. I am failing she said, and then she died.)


We know when we fold, and turn wee in our beds that it is time to go out and grow a new head.


(to be continued...)

Thursday, October 11, 2007

And what do they make?

When I got excited, you were thriving off of it, wide eyed and clearly with me.


When the faces were close, they shrugged, red and green swirled up to one.

Fuck, salt and pepper, is that what they called it?


I only think of you 22 and grey, crazy curls you say...?


Humidity in the room made mine go, I love my hair big.


Squint, shrug, sweaty, ball, stomach raw...

Squeeeeeeeeeeze the lemon in my acid stomach because what goes up must come down...

my

layers

are

thinning out,

and the core is a seed with no water to grow.

conversation

To forget a face has never been a problem, but to forget a ball in my stomach, it's impossible...

Thursday, October 4, 2007

City

I'm going to come to you
and you're going to show me what I need to see

Lights will be different
and their replacements are going to inspire me.

I will relax
and settle finally into your streets
I will jump and leap and feel forever locked in that ease.

Are you ready?
Windows open high, inviting me
Are you ready to see my feet walking on your streets?

I'm going to turn off lights
and turn them on in brand new ways

I've had it here-

friends turning into strangers,

my apartment is getting stranger,

my cup is always low

and I feel my laugh in danger. (endangered)

Hot day

Now this feels normal;

Sitting by a fan inside a kitchen, smoking,
just cooked chicken, some stuffed with pesto and walnuts,
some with goats cheese medallions, all fried,
in a whole wheat flour batter.

Wednesday, October 3, 2007

My (dream) death

He pushed down
hard into the tendon
I let him take it

I blacked out
And I knew at that time
that I had upped and died

Died, dead, gone
Nothing that special

I then woke up

Eve-rey-body was in amazement and
they let me know that
I wasn't home
any-more

I got 3 children
all different colours
They set 2 of them in my lap
and I held the other in my arms
a baby, the smallest one

When I woke back up
I wanted to kill the guy who killed me
and I wanted to let everyone know

I felt happy to keep the children at first
but then I just panicked
and I thought, where are their parents?
I can't take them, well maybe just the baby...