Home Room

April 28, 2008 in Poetry

I saw that mister.
(Home time coming.)
I’m watching you.  Yes.  You.
(Happiness the cigarettes.)
Quiet!  Excuse me?  Quietly.
(Undo shoes and socks.)
If you could live any place
as any person
within the time of your choice—
(Pray.  Remember pray?)
All I’m saying is please be careful.
Look, please, alright?
(Begin abstract: trillion, potential, spaces.)
How about shhhhh?  Too tired today.
(Fortify.  Structure.  Repeat Strength Words.)
Now, I want [...]

April 2, 2008 in Poetry

Would you like to purchase these brand new left-overs?
We have:
Punctual muscle slip-ons,
A, “Please, I don’t want to die-et” audio tape,
Several pairs of celebrity hairs,
The furniture of Peaceful Dreams,
Subconscious wrecking balls,
Toothpastes used by the lonely and oh so outta luck,
Fat-Free Brain Blisters,
Anorexic Lady Bug wagons,
Baffling electronic grade-gap boosters,
Plastic trees,
And Pixel Paradise weekday getaways.
PLEASE DO NOT RETURN