THE ROOF NEEDS REPAIRED & ALL YOU CAN THINK OF IS RAIN, RAIN, RAIN

you said you liked 'all you can eat' buffets.  you'd tong star after onto your plate, then eat, lacking the universal fear of burn.  

recognize qualities when you dissolve, you said.

remember that.

 

 

also you preferred the tart, easy-burst of ant to the soda it drowned in.

oh, i said.

like i used to put my RC in the part of the fridge that froze what was below?

no, you said.

like how the moon strangles with the side we can't see.

 

 

opening the mailbox with a tissue i wouldn't burn trying to see if anyone had anything besides

You have been prequalified to receive a trip to the garden of eden

Please end abortion

Help us

Begin.

 

 

when it came down i was.

i was waiting out the rain so i could see

was it true that the streets of the entire east side would flood?

i would slide my yellow raft straight through and raise an emergency.

 

 

the blind's slats twisted shut but             twinkling,             carpet lit by a string

navigational movie lights, one light             on the tv             reflecting my head.

 

 

it'd send my stomach if i didn't know any better.

a cave and a helmet.

or else i were dying

there it was, kind of refreshing,

 

 

without any gloves                                                             not yet identified.