In my dreaming, Hansel,

We run over tarnation
You, me, the pudding,
Everyone is there, relaxed,
My sense of vulnerability
On the ceiling.
I know if I introduced you to it,
You’d forget its name instantly,
Passing it off for a figurine.
Then, the limitations
Fill the room like the boiling laughter
Of imbeciles ( Read more... )

regicide

The drive began
with a gas-stove sunset
and would have lasted
the length of a short audiobook,
had things not gotten so political
so quickly.  The cat roamed,
not understanding the voyage,
believing she was on an island
and had been appointed the queen,
and ( Read more... )

bed

i.

if my Farmington bedroom was
as loud as you remember
then here it’s the quietest place around
it is so quiet that sometimes it rings
an empty concert hall desert ring that grows from
the inside of the body windlessly declaring the death
of noise and no sympathy but noise
it is an aborigine on a subway in Sydney
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The most perfect pumpkin in the world

My cousin stops his bike long enough to tell me the beginning of his life story;
he is going to tell it right through the rims of his thick Italian glasses, right through the rain,
says he needs a bench when he really needs a barstool, but I am a typewriter
& he is a bottle of whiskey so together we are halfway to ( Read more... )

 right now my mom is humming "fly me to the moon" in the kitchen and I am about to move to Brooklyn.

getting older
the great thing about getting older is you don't have to talk as much.  you have long histories with some people who have come to act as a chosen family like a long scarf that you're always wearing.  brendan and i talked a little about it on the way home from jacob zac & lauren's place at glen magna sharing a cigarette and really ( Read more... )

Mosquitoes pucker/hover ankle low, unfriendly ghosts
Appropriate maybe the Magna filled
Up with phantoms old this town kangarooed
As young as these kids exhaling forest fires
Talking deciduous dirt thinking atmosphere
Making fossil making seedling
Ladies & Gentlemen we will be landing shortly
The local time is 300 years ago
Those of you with a ( Read more... )

excerpt, phone conversation ( Read more... )

For a really long time there's been a ton of boxes in the rafters of the garage filled with all of our childhood stuff.  This summer I'm finally going through it getting rid of things.  There are some neat things.  Toy typewriters, smurf lunchboxesz, transformers.  Today I found a folder from 3rd grade with all kinds of stories that I wrote.  I ( Read more... )

Dear journal ( Read more... )