not dislike but unlike

in at least all fixed sizes

between arrows from cupid's bow

fifteen hundred nouns from

telling the truth

fantasies are sudden and slippery,

become real when you least expect it

lazer vision and paraschizoid notoriety,

you see the small glazings in eyes and on coats

she has brilliant eyes, but when they don't fix me

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#15

i'm walking on carpets of misteltoe

waiting for the kiss of falling face down

it's poison says catwoman to batman

the sliver ... mirage of happiness

a nation of hoodwinked anorectic bitches

i haven't eaten in days but

that just makes me poor

#14

it's called a murder

the cackling crowd of beady eyes

hiding unscrupulous intent

and want for life

all on one and pressed for time

that I spent thinking about higher ideals

but I am just one in a crowd called murder

Venus, 1647, peace of westphalia

a nation of envious women
irked by their jealous husbands

except for the unwed, free to roam and dance
in the pulse of electric lights
jousting with pleasure and sin

a new thing in the afterlight
bursts of light irradiating your cornea
blinding you with purple and blue
the light of no love