macbook pro
pillow
open book you are reading from
windowsill on public transport
your boyfriend’s/friend’s face in your lap
your boyfriend’s friend’s face as he sleeps
the top of a moving vehicle
somebody’s musical instruments nominally guitars and keyboards
lay the guitar flat with the strings face down
on your lap on your boyfriend’s face
throw your crumbs to the wind
The woman hangs off the ear like an earring
On hands twosted low behold her
Twisted frame hanging on for endearments
Whisper more mutter, butter more oil
Slick more normal sick informal catnip
Seek out sleek out the pussy meow freak beat
Down seat down sit down sleep cat frown
Lobe enlivened twisted graceful feline enlivened
Thanks give to god send the package has a package?
Its a baby boy papas toy wind him up bits and bobs
No thats not his name its the same shot to me
Its life for free the lucky charm decreed
Freebee free be free for me let me hang from here
Dangle while women whisper more mutter
Feather hair ruffle flutter butter more foil more foible
Toil in hells fires soils in earths flowers boil heaven devours
Deflowers him and her stirs..
…
I always get to the bottom of it
I have this place covered
This space is suss
I have cussed all over this face
I spat and the wind changed
Reverse psychology by god
He is my friend
I love him
all poetry might be read like AM radio
better than that nasal music lovin shit
i am in all places in modern history at night
listening to radio program
man talking losing prepositions
truman show cut funding script suffered
death metal seems serious
but no, not, i am in bed
in white room the sky is dark still in here
it is a peace flip in here
i am nakes the atoms delight in my flesh
my dog might have more insight into these matter than me
atomic kitten
prob has more insight than me
my eyes hurt on the inside
girls constructed by the male gaze
have eye balls
chicks listening to death metal have ass hole cheek
i bugged the bug catcher but he came up clean
freaky clean
frankie bean in a cling wrap cling
are you mean to be a good friend when your friends are sleeping?
task-mask the lion into bed-time shackle-irons
he had his fly undone
open-mouthed singing
kidding
my kids will wear mittens and truth be told
roots be boiled and spoiled
wilted silted and filtered and bound into the ground
reborn again friends flushed the ends in the bin been best friends
with the bin ends
the butterflies mutter in gutters
the winder glides past the past
things are getting faster
can you see the speed?
how long it did take to shoot the breeze
it took all of a minute for the chameleon to disappear
i watch it with
an electronic soundtrack
crazy chameleon
you can change in a minute and not forget who you are
I smash grain waves
but i dont surf
i mean i do
and i blog and post photos and shit
yeh i shit too
the most natural thing i do.
Weeties shivering in some thin cold milk. Poor little weeties kids.
shivering in the cold. There is little money for little else
When it is raining outside cold food seems so gray and sick.
It makes me feel heavy and lonely in my bed.
spending time with cold sugary weeties
Holding them in a cold bowl.
A couple of cold minutes and not much feeling
in the throat or the stomach.
It’s raining outside. The weeties are crowding,
cowing in my bed with me, watching the rain fall outside
thinner than milk.
Look at them pitifully and eat them mercilessly.
=======. == and milk and cereal.
It is raining outside, a light sound. Gravity pulls
a curtain of rain down outside.
The drops burst on the roof outside. Some roll down the window.
Throw weeties at the window and wonder
milk seems warmer than water. Thick and
warm
Imagine being in a bathtub of warm milk
with some weeties
everybody in bath time, splashing around and
warm and silken.
Coca cola crackling on a hot summer day outside.
It’s raining outside. Coca cola burning the back of the throat
Cola =====and loud music. Summer
Rainfall and cold, thin milk.
Warm and dry inside is conducive to wet and windy outside.
The walls are the space between
the void. Is the void devoid of feeling too?
The walls guffaw. The wind outside. They shiver.
When things go right I might thank the lord but
I can hardly imagine him like You are welcome
It’s just a happy accident.
I’m dry not wet. The walls are holding up but shivering.
I am warm, not the void.
I am glad every day is not a blank page
I would never go anywhere
The cat has fleas all over her skinny little corps
She is scratching all the time when she is not sleeping
and has scabs that feel like ticks.
The fleas are now in the carpet and hop on my feet like
it their turn on the trampoline.
Now I have scabs I scratch at, disgusting.
My parents had scabies,
my brother had bed bugs
what is it with my family inviting all the scum in the world
in their homes.
Dad brought karma into our house but like…
what could we have done? Making the best of first world problems.
Speaking of hippie bullshit
I put tea tree oil on the cat, some behind like where you put flea medicine
and some at the top of her tail where they sex and nest.
Turns out tea tree oil is really toxic for cats and other animals
not even just animals,
cats and other animals
but i didn’t read the label its just not something I do.
So she starts acting like she’s having a bid trip
stumbling and paranoid with heaps of energy and
no coordination and then she got really sleepy
We gave her a bath to get the bullshit off her and that seemed to help
even though cat baths are kind of depressing where they just writhe
and claw and look pathetically skinny and helpless and desperate
a wet cat is like woman with a bruised face it
looks like the absolute devil did it.
My housemate, the cats owner doesn’t have enough money for lyf
and not a spare of the moment two hundred dollar after hours vet fee
and fifty percent downpayment on any hospitalisation
the cat might have to go on a drip which
is
so
sad
a
picture.
We took her home from the vet without a consultation
and in the morning
the cat seemed really itchy, paranoid, coordinated
but isn’t standing tall like she usually does.
I don’t want to be a cat killa but I guess
nobody chooses these things.
