57 2 1
|
If the world explodedin your face, you'd still have choicesYou could be baptized by windor bury yourhead in soil And there's always the difference betweenchocolate and rainbowsprinklesThing is, you'd be remindedhow no one ever evensays "excuse me"…
|
1400
|
Let us now proclaim a new holiday
for ex’s
called X-Day
Let’s throw out weddings
and first kisses
and that old haunted
V-Day (Virginity Day)
X-Day will soon
take over as the major holiday
Tell the boss you’ll be
taking off
|
92110
|
I bow my head
and shed the antlers
of past lives
I no longer butt heads
with the universe
but I miss my curse
and can’t do worse
I throw myself in reverse
and rehearse the early scenes
of science and my
full meat diet
that sent
|
129832
|
your olive-pitting thumbs
|
4121
|
watchin' the cat toy with the mouse/
as I felt for real what all those young boys/
wanted all those years
|
69130
|
Oh, no!
the lobster’s still alive
staring out at us
from the freezer
at the fish shop
sitting on top
of the other dead fish
and ice
its large claws taped shut
with orange rubber
bands
one eye stalk
moving occasionally
wonde
|
144921
|
If you know how, all bodies can be read like books, like poems, like scraps of song
|
117300
|
my second language / to silence / plainsong of / the breast
|
14330
|
My heart is like a piece of wax waiting for a seal.
|
3710
|
Our illustrious President
no piker himself
has revealed making
5.5 mil this past year
while the rest of us
went bust
He stated he expects to see
men on Mars in his lifetime
Men on Mars?
What’s next, women on Venus?
And now I m
|
19884
|
Sometimes I sit in the garden and listen
to the sounds of the evening:
|
156163
|
the pollen of your kisses and the shouts of your love shaking the sky
|
6131
|
she haunts the hall
smelling cedar of dog
and salt of boys
[62 words]
|
1320
|
two died that year /
well, you know . . . . /
baby you can drive my hearse /
it couldn't get much worse
|
95620
|
They shoveled coal into the furnace of the city so the ghosts would be warm for their haunting.
|
