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.



Monday, 31 August 2009

womany bin

get down, i am a womany bin

a storm across a moron

shaky across a sky

would you would

u not last


an honest time of destruction


would your world breakdown ho oh


your space how how

how one is rolled


my name is his name

the dinosaur planet

operational


my husband is pregnant and unusual


like u i have holes in daylight


the phone makes coffee

my womany needs a

morning breakdown


a sky across a memorandum

the sky cares to research

would u care to caress

we asked myself


a star does not cross me


in the morning i am hiding dinosaurs

and how how they misbehave


how i mode sleep like a lady


my husband makes coffee because

the world is polite for a million years




Friday, 14 August 2009

the hollow coast is whining

scrambled holocaust, she solves me

with her power eye and it bothers her


freezing against leaves, u are a slow train

rivers are not genocides, skin the need


to advertise your wound, i never felt it

slow and thundered; u did not stop


for what i see; no ocean; u fear my superhighway

windmills wrote my ocean till it bothered me


unreasonable light, scrambling pinwheel

i think it's called execution; the hollow coast


is whining; i feel your religion fencing

in the closet when your word is with


this word; i feel the door, which door

i did not hear u like u make a river


u are yes and the storms are everyday how

i'm disappointing and the night is a tongue


rwanda, darfur; i have been with u and u

are most enlightened, a man with a wound


u are useful in my heart and in the past, yes

she is laundry written in goat endurance restraint


i am afraid of u and the days will not spread here

a thunderstorm pulled u; a source of dignity


in your eyes; i have felt the pinwheel

and the night's name; i know what is


coming in your religion; u don't need to worry

i know what to think, the holocaust told my head


the coast does not know how to wash her mistakes

u feel the germany of no holocaust, my head warns


my insides bother me; germany has seen my storms

and berated u; u don't know that at 8:18 am


right out of the leaves, the sea has to worsen

no one knows what to feel, a sense of scheduling


love with an overabundance of music and any

eyes see all; all, all of u he said to the water


so write the ocean; get slow and thundered

it's just what i dread, i said in my head


go define it dawned on me; you're not able

to listen; a woman whose name is the mountain


everything is a slow train, a hand, the night

Saturday, 8 August 2009

i hear your eyes (for j.r.)


schedule the love your speaking


i hear your eyes

i felt your have


love spreads their again


love was already not dead anymore

in their loss, the ensuing born


tug


her cultural inbox


u just cannot speak


u are moved by me


and very


not very his would be


i hear your door


love spreads there


and uplifts loss


love has felt your door unlock


unlock the power in my eyes


speak and i

have felt if it is true

and tug her