UNTITLED

Maybe you're wondering why I cling to your wake;
why I never hear above the wind between my pin feathers;
tell me your theories. I cannot explain myself.

I'm ignorant of how I look in my nightly whirlings,
no matter how many mirrors weigh correctly.
See if you can see me a way out of this tightness.

I started late in all things, in this lead ( Read more... )

I'm performing as Danielle Dax in the Cover Slam.

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In the nightmare room,
the tongues of the living
are redistributed throughout
the cemeteries of Chicago.

In the nightmare room,
a pedophile prophet gets
the keys to the city
and a temple of hatred.

In the nightmare room,
the school safety czar
measures a sixth-grade ass
knuckle by knuckle.

In the nightmare room,
the attorney general
calls the truth cowardice
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Untitled Pantoum

This is my road-loving psychopomp.
Lick her titanium like candy.
Chicago punk on the radio,
apartment yard by the interstate.

Lick her titanium like candy,
bottle-green like gas station promise.
Apartment yard by the interstate:
backseat car window astronomy.

Bottle-green like gas station promise,
lullabies of radio static.
Backseat car ( Read more... )

They sprayed again this week
to kill the parasites.
It's a cedar oil cloud,
a two-hour settle -down,

to kill the parasites.
Are we exorcised yet?
A two-hour settle-down.
Let's obey the rip-off.

Are we exorcised yet?
Thick as a plastic lie.
Let's obey the rip-off.
The snakes smell like trees now.

Thick as a plastic lie.
Within measurable-
the snakes smell like ( Read more... )

They sprayed again this week
to kill the parasites.
It's a cedar oil cloud,
a two-hour settle -down,

to kill the parasites.
Are we exorcised yet?
A two-hour settle-down.
Let's obey the rip-off.

Are we exorcised yet?
Thick as a plastic lie.
Let's obey the rip-off.
The snakes smell like trees now.

Thick as a plastic lie.
Within measurable-
the snakes smell like ( Read more... )

TABULA RASA by poetshewrote

I wrote with nothing /

but a tabula rasa, /

pencil and desire.

We were dancing hot and strobe-dyed,
dressed in dying stars, gone nova
to plastic beats. We killed the floor.
We were the brightest before dawn,

then we faded in the dawn sky.

Dressed in dying stars, gone nova,
Our hearts were naked and shining.
We were the brightest before dawn
exposed us in a matte finish,

as we faded in the dawn sky.

Our hearts were naked ( Read more... )

Cedar Oil (Sleep and Wear)

They sprayed again this week
to kill the parasites.
It's a cedar oil cloud,
a two-hour settle -down,

to kill the parasites.
Are we exorcised yet?
A two-hour settle-down.
Let's obey the rip-off.

Are we exorcised yet?
Thick as a plastic lie.
Let's obey the rip-off.
The snakes smell like trees now.

Thick as a plastic lie.
Within ( Read more... )

NINETEEN EIGHTYEAR

IT WAS A YEAR MADE OF SOLIDS,
MAGENTA SAT IN AS PATRON SAINT.
VERTICAL IN A CANDY SHELL,
WE WERE THE WALKING TOPIARIES.

MAGENTA SAT IN, PATRON SAINT,
CUTTING FIGURES, COLD AND BLEEDING WHITE.
WE WERE WALKING TOPIARIES,
GEOMETRY DANCING ON A STRING.

CUTTING FIGURES, COLD, BLEEDING WHITE,
DEAD ORCHESTRAS IN PLASTIC BOXES.
GEOMETRY DANCING ON ( Read more... )