Wednesday, 16 September 2009

every night, discreet shopping


go to beautiful and get off my back

you've been generous in flame

one could've been its own

elevator wives and i blame

your machines

and nightly car


write about me, i could


i shop there so be cautious


okay, thanks for tiring me

with your ignorance, i am

intrigued and my cats are

unloaded


forward to 1992


one-on-one blame


the land o' you because of


the beats were not men

and i am a man


holy emasculation, bagdhad


and jesus even


and bitterness even


i'm too close to the subject


love, taxes, golf, a cat named elmo


it'll help calm their wives for two years


gunpowder is talented


twelve years ago i was an ageist


ta-da


bitchin' hotsprings, i don't know


please help mellow me out and never come back


tennessee is deep down somewhere but i can't go


google me


help me, i am never returning


transform me into you


every night, discreet shopping


the separation of my face


bitterness loves to transform into a fast transaction


google i am


comparative degrees of belonging


holy real estate


peace is there, be woman of the year for me

Monday, 14 September 2009

she answers herself


i am stirring u and i am the weather

ask the sky if it's a daughter i couldn't

carry


i am here with my metro lyrics


she answers herself

it appears that she

might


thanks for making me feel

like the dawn is found

and i can't program u


someone who won't sauce the sun

someone whose sky is tomatoes


u cling to charming and gorgeous

u don't know what to do with me


the altitude is supple in her

bowl of knowledge, a very

calm miso


thanks for the perverted child

i barely know the roads


i am stirring u and i know

actual mayo breathes here

if u don't know the weather


at dawn i watch the pesticide mayo

or i call u into isolation and avoid

too many tomatoes whose heart

cannot hack the back roads


i am feeling broken, charming and gorgeous

thanks for making me feel it till i burst


ask the sky if its altitude is supple

her sun has been the daughter

i couldn't carry


it is necessary to rise with the sun


miso of restocking mayo


someone shows up as herself

and i don't know what to do


she who is herself, herself

i don't know what to do


Thursday, 10 September 2009

then a hall with some birds


i will want to come back here

a couple of birds, a closed

medical building


a chance; you want it, it's lost

in order to escape from you

i can't see you in a forward

direction


then a hall with some birds

another angle of money

memory; she will develop

herself, then a corridor


some birds; i didn't tell u

to live? leather jackets

winter snows


i am going to get there

although i think i have

to get there


i still want to marry colorado

for strange reasons; she grew

up with birds


order birds; at 2:19 pm i couldn't

afford to live in art; i am glad to

hear i don't blame birds; i never

escape her mind.