Tuesday, April 19, 2011
Monday, April 18, 2011
Saturday, April 16, 2011
I Wish I Was The Moon
I’m so tired of the impossible, the when what when. There was no reason to be that she’s my wife.
(frankly, I don’t understand a word that she says)
Baby so soft it led my head to be a little less softer, so I look in her eyes when she comes and she blinks, and I think that means she blinks.
The pros and cons of crying mean that she’s crying again. She has an infection and doesn’t want anyone to know.
A bone like skeletal vitamin-D. We take our gummies like children, and follow them all with appropriate amounts of water.
I’m so tired of listening to her complain about her body.
So I tickle her to make her laugh, to make her feel her body in a way that’s funny, that’s right.
And I’m so tired of doing this, of listening to her laugh, but I make her laugh and laugh and laugh until she’s tired and we both go to bed.
Where’d You Learn To Kiss That Way?
It’s now been over a year since I’ve kissed anyone. The last time was in front of the Union Square subway station where I made my tongue let it be known that I wanted to go.
The hint wasn’t taken, and was thought to be a form of encouragement.
So said Michael.
I made a point to never speak with him again.
I wonder how kisses are learned things, how my first was a faulty quake in the deep woods behind the high school. The future notions of kissing, in parks, in parking lots, in anyplace that was a place. How I’ve been told, “you’re a good kisser” and wondered what fool they’ve been kissing before.
And I’ve kissed my share of fools, thinking they were just frogs.
For instance: I remember being picked up by a guy in Chicago, after a night full of half-assed dancing and full-assed drinking like I was constipated. We went back to his place, right around the corner from the bar, which made me realize he was there every night, and every night was the same only different.
He played me vinyl version of The Sea and Cake and I thought that was cool. I was only 20 at the time, and thought that anybody who had good taste in music tasted good.
He did a sort-of dance along with what was playing, and I laughed. He jumped on me and stuck his tongue down my throat, and it tickled and I gagged.
He drug me down his hall to his bedroom where I proceeded to kiss him while he took off his pants. The kiss was the kind that was meant to be a placeholder, something to do while he did something else, and it ended up being the main event.
I kept kissing him as he came in his own hands, apologizing, before he passed out and I snuck out and went home to jerk off and go to sleep myself.
“Where’d you learn to kiss that way?” was the last thing he said to me.
And I still don’t know what that means.
Friday, April 15, 2011
The Figure (851-900)
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Thursday, April 14, 2011
Walking Home Through The Hood
The streets to best be walking down
are elsewhere for some straight down
the Avenue.
______________I am your comb in your tinny
hairstyle. I sometimes wonder how we
go a day without picking up the phone
and then remember I don’t know
your number anymore.
You and your full face full of
Bloody Marys and me, me with my
furrowed brow
__________________and bags full of pills and lotion.
A skinny little male made more
skinny because he’s poor.
______________________________I’d pour
you a drink and we’d talk about Artaud
or somebody else, I’m tired of talking
about Artaud.
_________________So I’ll keep walking –
thinking how walking here is better
because I live here and how if I didn’t
live here I wouldn’t be walking
here, walking where it is that I am
walking which is home, here, home.
Deconstructing the Damsels In Distress
Caroline
spli_______ena didi
poli________tea en(cumb)_____ranc
penny
________pop (ina
big way.)
Facto______t(um-____________don(‘)t
hat _____eyre
_______________bod(EE) so_______(oh)
Anne
Wit ank_____sk (ask)
for_______Anot--------her
slim the black-up________sca(les)
________A COO CALLED COO-COO
sucking on a melody _________too barren
to_______bleed
Catherine
every d_____P
s’lap the husky (sky)
and big looms
in the looming_________looney
Wednesday, April 13, 2011
A Little Discipline (Nine Figs)
| 1 x 1 = 1 | 2 x 2 = 4 | 3 x 3 = 9 |
| 1 x 1 = 1 | 2 x 2 = 4 | 3 x 3 = 9 |
| 1 x 1 = 1 | 2 x 2 = 4 | 3 x 3 = 9 |
| 1 x 1 = 1 | 2 x 2 = 4 | 3 x 3 = 9 |
| 1 x 1 = 1 | 2 x 2 = 4 | 3 x 3 = 9 |
| 1 x 1 = 1 | 2 x 2 = 4 | 3 x 3 = 9 |
| 1 x 1 = 1 | 2 x 2 = 4 | 3 x 3 = 9 |
| 1 x 1 = 1 | 2 x 2 = 4 | 3 x 3 = 9 |
| 1 x 1 = 1 | 2 x 2 = 4 | 3 x 3 = 9 |
Fig. 1 "At some point, or gunpoint."
| 1 x 1 = 1 | 2 x 2 = 4 | 3 x 3 = 9 |
| 1 x 1 = 1 | 2 x 2 = 4 | 3 x 3 = 9 |
| 1 x 1 = 1 | 2 x 2 = 4 | 3 x 3 = 9 |
| 1 x 1 = 1 | 2 x 2 = 4 | 3 x 3 = 9 |
| 1 x 1 = 1 | 2 x 2 = 4 | 3 x 3 = 9 |
| 1 x 1 = 1 | 2 x 2 = 4 | 3 x 3 = 9 |
| 1 x 1 = 1 | 2 x 2 = 4 | 3 x 3 = 9 |
| 1 x 1 = 1 | 2 x 2 = 4 | 3 x 3 = 9 |
| 1 x 1 = 1 | 2 x 2 = 4 | 3 x 3 = 9 |
Fig. 2 "His facts aren't the same as yours."
| 1 x 1 = 1 | 2 x 2 = 4 | 3 x 3 = 9 |
| 1 x 1 = 1 | 2 x 2 = 4 | 3 x 3 = 9 |
| 1 x 1 = 1 | 2 x 2 = 4 | 3 x 3 = 9 |
| 1 x 1 = 1 | 2 x 2 = 4 | 3 x 3 = 9 |
| 1 x 1 = 1 | 2 x 2 = 4 | 3 x 3 = 9 |
| 1 x 1 = 1 | 2 x 2 = 4 | 3 x 3 = 9 |
| 1 x 1 = 1 | 2 x 2 = 4 | 3 x 3 = 9 |
| 1 x 1 = 1 | 2 x 2 = 4 | 3 x 3 = 9 |
| 1 x 1 = 1 | 2 x 2 = 4 | 3 x 3 = 9 |
Fig. 3 "Someone is cracking their knuckles."
| 1 x 1 = 1 | 2 x 2 = 4 | 3 x 3 = 9 |
| 1 x 1 = 1 | 2 x 2 = 4 | 3 x 3 = 9 |
| 1 x 1 = 1 | 2 x 2 = 4 | 3 x 3 = 9 |
| 1 x 1 = 1 | 2 x 2 = 4 | 3 x 3 = 9 |
| 1 x 1 = 1 | 2 x 2 = 4 | 3 x 3 = 9 |
| 1 x 1 = 1 | 2 x 2 = 4 | 3 x 3 = 9 |
| 1 x 1 = 1 | 2 x 2 = 4 | 3 x 3 = 9 |
| 1 x 1 = 1 | 2 x 2 = 4 | 3 x 3 = 9 |
| 1 x 1 = 1 | 2 x 2 = 4 | 3 x 3 = 9 |
Fig. 4 "To hear your measurements of fault, to be the one who holds back."
| 1 x 1 = 1 | 2 x 2 = 4 | 3 x 3 = 9 |
| 1 x 1 = 1 | 2 x 2 = 4 | 3 x 3 = 9 |
| 1 x 1 = 1 | 2 x 2 = 4 | 3 x 3 = 9 |
| 1 x 1 = 1 | 2 x 2 = 4 | 3 x 3 = 9 |
| 1 x 1 = 1 | 2 x 2 = 4 | 3 x 3 = 9 |
| 1 x 1 = 1 | 2 x 2 = 4 | 3 x 3 = 9 |
| 1 x 1 = 1 | 2 x 2 = 4 | 3 x 3 = 9 |
| 1 x 1 = 1 | 2 x 2 = 4 | 3 x 3 = 9 |
| 1 x 1 = 1 | 2 x 2 = 4 | 3 x 3 = 9 |
Fig. 5 "Yeah, no, I liked it."
| 1 x 1 = 1 | 2 x 2 = 4 | 3 x 3 = 9 |
| 1 x 1 = 1 | 2 x 2 = 4 | 3 x 3 = 9 |
| 1 x 1 = 1 | 2 x 2 = 4 | 3 x 3 = 9 |
| 1 x 1 = 1 | 2 x 2 = 4 | 3 x 3 = 9 |
| 1 x 1 = 1 | 2 x 2 = 4 | 3 x 3 = 9 |
| 1 x 1 = 1 | 2 x 2 = 4 | 3 x 3 = 9 |
| 1 x 1 = 1 | 2 x 2 = 4 | 3 x 3 = 9 |
| 1 x 1 = 1 | 2 x 2 = 4 | 3 x 3 = 9 |
| 1 x 1 = 1 | 2 x 2 = 4 | 3 x 3 = 9 |
Fig. 6 "The misunderstanding of words and lead pipes."
| 1 x 1 = 1 | 2 x 2 = 4 | 3 x 3 = 9 |
| 1 x 1 = 1 | 2 x 2 = 4 | 3 x 3 = 9 |
| 1 x 1 = 1 | 2 x 2 = 4 | 3 x 3 = 9 |
| 1 x 1 = 1 | 2 x 2 = 4 | 3 x 3 = 9 |
| 1 x 1 = 1 | 2 x 2 = 4 | 3 x 3 = 9 |
| 1 x 1 = 1 | 2 x 2 = 4 | 3 x 3 = 9 |
| 1 x 1 = 1 | 2 x 2 = 4 | 3 x 3 = 9 |
| 1 x 1 = 1 | 2 x 2 = 4 | 3 x 3 = 9 |
| 1 x 1 = 1 | 2 x 2 = 4 | 3 x 3 = 9 |
Fig. 7 "History merely assembles them here."
| 1 x 1 = 1 | 2 x 2 = 4 | 3 x 3 = 9 |
| 1 x 1 = 1 | 2 x 2 = 4 | 3 x 3 = 9 |
| 1 x 1 = 1 | 2 x 2 = 4 | 3 x 3 = 9 |
| 1 x 1 = 1 | 2 x 2 = 4 | 3 x 3 = 9 |
| 1 x 1 = 1 | 2 x 2 = 4 | 3 x 3 = 9 |
| 1 x 1 = 1 | 2 x 2 = 4 | 3 x 3 = 9 |
| 1 x 1 = 1 | 2 x 2 = 4 | 3 x 3 = 9 |
| 1 x 1 = 1 | 2 x 2 = 4 | 3 x 3 = 9 |
| 1 x 1 = 1 | 2 x 2 = 4 | 3 x 3 = 9 |
Fig. 8 "You know no emotion that's resolute."
| 1 x 1 = 1 | 2 x 2 = 4 | 3 x 3 = 9 |
| 1 x 1 = 1 | 2 x 2 = 4 | 3 x 3 = 9 |
| 1 x 1 = 1 | 2 x 2 = 4 | 3 x 3 = 9 |
| 1 x 1 = 1 | 2 x 2 = 4 | 3 x 3 = 9 |
| 1 x 1 = 1 | 2 x 2 = 4 | 3 x 3 = 9 |
| 1 x 1 = 1 | 2 x 2 = 4 | 3 x 3 = 9 |
| 1 x 1 = 1 | 2 x 2 = 4 | 3 x 3 = 9 |
| 1 x 1 = 1 | 2 x 2 = 4 | 3 x 3 = 9 |
| 1 x 1 = 1 | 2 x 2 = 4 | 3 x 3 = 9 |
Fig. 9 "Such delicate treatment of the dangling immediate."