Me, Once

To my surprise, I saw you at the gym yesterday for the first time in ten years in a cut-off white tee and grey sweat shorts to your oak knot knees talking to a trainer, writhing your pale earthworm mouth in that recognizable, inarticulate way. You are less tall than I...

Life Is a Dandy

New Halloween idea: buy health insurance for the undead, they’re paper animals, a side of Eli Whitney and Lou Reed’s solo work, this is what I really need: some burgundy and Celine, oh hold me, you pseudo sexual anarchists, maybe I’ll become a really big...

SOMEONE RUNNING INTO A SUNSET

Palm roughs for the flick of a coin, you are an open-hand rattler hollowing out the air’s stiff grains. Moving autumn with your wake, you walk roads of names you long to remember, curving at the places to go back, ghosting lambent beneath smoky hills. Big sky knocks...

The Germ Suspended

The Germ Suspended After René Magritte’s Elective Affinities   Last night when we wed, we dived in tandem through the O of a great oak headboard, our nightclothes tattered and flying behind us.   Tonight I walked in on you sawing apart the bed, several spent blades...

Tumor

Oh great bright peach burning in my throat. You smother my voice, feed off my breath, turning and revolting against me. I would rather jab a knife and swallow blood than lie on my back day after day, under that mesh mask… The hood of silence hovers over me and at last...

ontological clam

my septum is not in alignment with my goals. i have no goals except to say that my nose needs to be more in alignment with my goals. when they misplaced mount fuji and then i found it under kilimanjaro. kill a man, jaro. jaro? in the sock drawer. i throw a picture of...

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