candy girls
Little candy pastilles with ruffles
and black bandit masks. Palest legs
more like wisps than sticks.
More like ethereal spindles,
ghosting into that mysterious swamp...
and black bandit masks. Palest legs
more like wisps than sticks.
More like ethereal spindles,
ghosting into that mysterious swamp...
Song of Peacock Feathers/
wet lips to writhe a little
drink the buried/ chapped
I cannot possibly----therefore
I must
envelope
those horrid scenes of Faust
white screens of pleasure
an ending without
climax
a mockery, slow
her plush bed, my clothes
disheveled--become a powerless
flame--suprasensual--beat faster
between the thighs--what claws out of flesh
will suffice as a salve upon our lips
will suffice as a song of woman
innocuous & rife
wet lips to writhe a little
drink the buried/ chapped
I cannot possibly----therefore
I must
envelope
those horrid scenes of Faust
white screens of pleasure
an ending without
climax
a mockery, slow
her plush bed, my clothes
disheveled--become a powerless
flame--suprasensual--beat faster
between the thighs--what claws out of flesh
will suffice as a salve upon our lips
will suffice as a song of woman
innocuous & rife
a body blended
sexify me his intentions are warped i wanna fall into your puddles and investigate a mouth full of cravings
War
The picket fence line crossed the line
in the sand in order to form the upper
right hand corner of a parallelogram.
in the sand in order to form the upper
right hand corner of a parallelogram.
How to Make a Pinhole Camera (using Materials found at the Bottom of the Ocean)
Space de-
forms the slap
sound creates
omniscience when mother breaks
a bottle of vermouth across
Henry’s vapor face. Nose, foot, breast, penis—nothing
fits on this one-
sided retina. Look
at what you’ve done, woman and man
struggle over what is:
ought to be. Big Sur’s shattered caps
white caps collapse counter-
clockwise hawk vortices don’t ever leave
me loops across the blown sky is an unmodulated
stretch of glass. Liz
doesn’t want to live. Henry mono-
polizes the B line
out of the eye toward my mother
and I—two forms who stagger
the empty plane’s depth
by overlapping sand. Which is
the reason I dig a radon hole
so far into the grape pulp pupil that not
only is my body turned
side out in the blood salts
glinting nickel, gland soft mollusk flesh,
bowels like kelp— but changes every time
you touch coordinates will never sway
the way I motion across
the waters of fix-
ation know immediately I’m there.
Space de-
forms the slap
sound creates
omniscience when mother breaks
a bottle of vermouth across
Henry’s vapor face. Nose, foot, breast, penis—nothing
fits on this one-
sided retina. Look
at what you’ve done, woman and man
struggle over what is:
ought to be. Big Sur’s shattered caps
white caps collapse counter-
clockwise hawk vortices don’t ever leave
me loops across the blown sky is an unmodulated
stretch of glass. Liz
doesn’t want to live. Henry mono-
polizes the B line
out of the eye toward my mother
and I—two forms who stagger
the empty plane’s depth
by overlapping sand. Which is
the reason I dig a radon hole
so far into the grape pulp pupil that not
only is my body turned
side out in the blood salts
glinting nickel, gland soft mollusk flesh,
bowels like kelp— but changes every time
you touch coordinates will never sway
the way I motion across
the waters of fix-
ation know immediately I’m there.
intoxicated inward
eyeballs crossed over
i SEE you
with my bad eye
butterfly kisses tomorrow
today nothing
i SEE you
with my bad eye
butterfly kisses tomorrow
today nothing
snow
Look! a moving light---
the snowmen in the park
waving their arms
side to side---
I am full of love.
the snowmen in the park
waving their arms
side to side---
I am full of love.
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