Dread Nothing Because

I've traveled around.
Lazy men flush winters in
single serve toilets.

け は 火
い す 傷
ち い で
つ し す
ぶ ま
ん し
べ た
ん

Recipe For Cake

Step 1: Make a Decision
Don't ask whether or
not you want to eat it, just
get ready, do it.

Step 2: Gather What You Need
Measure out the hurt,
see that it's too much, decide
to go for it still.

Step 3: Erase Your Memory
Remember that hurt
is not an ingredient
in cake, then "forget."

Step 4: "Enjoy"
So -- great, now you can
have your cake and eat it too.
But it isn't cake.

Pseudoephedrine

As autumn peels skirts,
nipples form on my sadness,
tongues choke stirred embers.

While Taking The Building Apart

The concrete crumbles,
reveals steal framing and a
trained set of nerves, veins.

A Society With Only Two Classes

There's me and there's my
camera man. He films me.
I do not film him.

i'll be so happy

go now, jizz on my
forehead with a fucking knife,
and i'll be happy.

out of the courting stage

I settled for it,
it didn't settle for me:
still the judge applauds.

Universal Health Coverage

I.
The hospital wing
spirals out the lobby, sinks,
flaps back down our tubes.

II.
In all directions
patients are flying, wheel chairs
falling from the sky.

III.
From a distance, the
sick are like balloons, held to
earth by long IVs.

IV.
The hospital floats
away, collapses in the
ocean and chokes fish.

V.
The tide rushes in,
tossing pieces of people
and things to the sand.

VI.
Now, ambulances
drive emergency patients
straight into the sea.

Gavage

She keeps my liver
full, as winter spreads its thick
black braids of mucous.

It all looks neon to me.

Colors of Asia
in her blisters--An osprey
alights on my chest.

After Billions of Years, It's Time You stop

Corked up genitals,
DNA growls, determined:
you ain't getting out.

so let's go to the opera

Birth, sex, death, eating?
They're all just more bumpy rides
in a salty sac.

Paper Trail

We bought what we still
think ain't real - new breasts and them
landing on the moon.

otto:

"they call them fingers
but I've never seen them fing--
oh wait there they go..."

Oh, I'm very, very thin

Desperate, I try
a Chinese slimming secret.
I'm still desperate.

Culminate

Percentages that
eat one inch per hour of
flesh: I eat you, too.

Metamorphosis

Bodies running low
on RAM: making dust into
man can't really happen.

...

We breathed dead people:
Did we gain magic powers?
No, emphysema.

Please Cheer Up In The Face Of Any and All Setbacks Forever

Sure, chunks of life will
first define you, but later
they'll just be dumb words.

I can't feel you!

Our lives unraveled,
we wrap our free cords around
knobby trees, loose bark.

...

Bleeding horizon,
captioned earth. God on the screen
in Times Square, laughing.

The Snake and The Salamander

As one hand reaching,
babies squirt out with a pop,
stronger at each birth.

Responsibility

Cancelled bone marrow
left over an old dispute
in the kitchen sink.

Tubs

Bowls where we ate you,
succulent conservative;
bad indigestion.

En route to the Orient

Despite modern signs --
a leaking of mammaries,
milk wagons pulled still.

Mute testimonies to the ravages of war

Victory tower
sees only desolation,
premature motion.

Clear Mountain Air

We fight with fake swords
and conceal our women.
Beckon the llamas.

Lost Enzyme

Somewhere on the path
of evolution, between
rabbits and man: tolls.

Migrate

Herds of buffalo
lope across your mammary
'lands, lapping up milk.