Corninit?
I hardly know her
Places to see
Places to see
Faces and names to smear
And forget and remember
And love
Jackson Pollock Pancake
A wood burning electric
Solar gas lamp
Walt Whitman frittata
The spears of life
Pass through us
Like cigar shaped highway signs
Sweet and sour sugar
Stop talking so fast
Stop thinking so fast
Stop reacting so fast
It’s not going to get you
The job any faster
Sad plants in the window
The wizard of Chinese chicken
Is there a star for every
Grain of rice
Is there a word
For every step?
A letter for every breath?
Stop talking so much
No one is judging
Mor than anyone else
Liquid silver
flowing from every
Oriface
Pressure is just a jar
A hat on the table
A fantasy with eyes
Eyes making love with you
Trying to live our days like
Warm cups of light
One green bean at a time
Weirdo after weirdo
After wired tired
tire iron
iron on
These Pants don’t quit
Living doll
Fuck
Are we
On a bed of macaroons?
Drowning in life sauce
We never fucking die
We live in jelly
The wind is
Just our wings flapping
Blowing our hair dry
Each new morning
(This poem was originally recited on December, 10 at Gabe’s in Iowa City, IA)
Schwervon! 