1257 4 4
|
The scarred heart pumps its viscous blood.
|
125700
|
People think being the best-selling author of the Pokey Little Bunny™ series of children’s books is nothing but cream-filled cupcakes, but they’re wrong.
|
125642
|
I had laid my hand down hard upon a long forgotten shard of an old coke bottle.
The cut is deep.
|
125630
|
Musing on female beauty I came up with this: it makes my dick hard. And if that's a bit crude, well, hell, I'm dead. Want to sue me? Back when the clans were at one with the earth, circa goo-gobs of long years B.C., female beauty meant…
|
125621
|
“You take the woman, you get her records,” Dean said, and he didn't seem the least bit troubled by the Streisand album.
|
125610
|
They say nothing, but instead watch the birds and people hovering. Every day is an echo of the one before, and the weight of waiting has begun to show itself in the stature of the tiny man and his little old wife. …
|
125653
|
I came out of the Quick Stop and found her in the back seat of my ten-year-old Camry. I don’t know who she is, or why she chose my car. I do know she’s having a baby any minute now.
|
125640
|
Fire and ice undo me. I am born again, born again through the burning ice and biting flame. Listlessly floating cinder-like on lost cusps of wind that multiply with every with every single with every single breath. Spitfire grail and…
|
125651
|
Every time I look at you there are two dumb mouths that slip between stretch marks.
|
125622
|
Why should you
go through that
for me?
|
125644
|
The world's anxious fire breathing mob still wants in, but they don't know what in the smoke they are looking for. They aren't really thinking in that intellectual direction. All these wonderful, friendly books you see do not hold the answer or…
|
125665
|
You better read the papers
If you don’t understand
Cause as of last night
I’m a one-man band
You’d better walk through water
With your boots on fire
Cause Baby I don’t think
I can take this any higher
You’d better find out what I dr
|
125600
|
He knew she’d spend the day furiously scrubbing the best she could too, despite the hot house in the middle of a Southern Summer, and despite no matter how hard she tried, the place would always look filthy.
|
125575
|
|
125533
|
|
125544
|
This is the hole I fell in. I can sort of crawl out of it now, but I must have fallen fastasleep in there. Does it really matter if it was for a long or a short time? Everyone is suddenly gone like a smile and replaced lately by sadly different versions…
|
125522
|
The rain falls soft after a hard weekend.
|
1255167
|
“Time is inalterable. We can only offer an altered perception of time. And what better way to do that than by offering altered timepieces?
|
125510
|
Around sunset or sometime after, we are on the futon talking about dream lives and cancers. He asks me about my ideal living situation, my ideal career, my ideals in general. I would be a turtle, I say. I would travel and have a home I could always go to, I could always be…
|
125500
|
Transhumanism has always had its malcontents usually derived from some philosophic contestation, but for all their thought experiments, somehow my present situation eluded them.
|
125500
|
I can’t move - I try to move my arms - I try to move my legs - If I can scream then that will wake me up - I scream
|
125551
|
|
125520
|
I thought that was the last day of the world (when I floated up near your ceiling,) but it was the first. I thought I had seen the worst. But that was nothing. I know you had no idea what was coming when I first met you. But when we looked in each other
|
1255168
|
I'm panicking trying to think of the next line in this poem
|
125593
|
How many extinctions can we claim?/
Is someone keeping score?/
Somebody needs to keep the score
|
125577
|
I live in a small fishing village where small people fish and others gossip or invent bizarre methods by which to irritate each other. During our weekly power cuts I go outside and cross the street, sitting on the pharmacy steps to watch myself not be at home in the…
|
1255159
|
I am a housekeeper at a private women's college in upstate New York.
|
125422
|
By the basement washtubs, I watched him skin a squirrel:
|
125411
|
You think about bears and it gives you a headache? Don’t give them that power.
You see bears and it gives you a headache? Don’t run. Don’t walk but don’t run.
|
125320
|
I have one, but I want another,
A little greedy perhaps.
She's my obsession, my indiscretion,
My little judgment lapse.
|
