Friday, June 30, 2006

the sea monkeys were all in their beds

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naturally spanned lifetimes
extended by the cartoonists art.

brineshrimp castles
formed and subletted.
carbonated rue de angstrom
filtered up to the top of the aquarium
and burst.


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some days everything empties out.
it's not allways sunday.
satellite tug on my water.


tide pool clear to the bottom.
sea urchin prophecies.


the small waves of a breeze.
















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out there where our/my life
is meted in bait and pounds per test
will begin tomorrow. not true

that tomorrow never comes.
it only nevers if yr dead.

recluse? brown spider with a violin body.
sunday under the oaks. a sheer pink
veil between the sidewalk and the double bed.

if i lived in a cardboard box
in florida i might not freeze.
i keep projecting my body there.
the astral pushes me back.















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today
the laundry is :
partially folded
crumpled, and clean, and dry in a basket
cumpled and clean and dry in the dryer
wet and clean in the washer, cumpled a given
smelly, crumpled and dirty on the floor

crumpled is the vector set.
your brain's pattern as it folds itself
around memories. yours.
mine is smooth. ironed.
just roll the matchbox mustang
down the empty hallway.
these lines the interstice pluralled
but no divisions otherwise.


as soon as groove begins to form
i smoke it out. polish it down.
worry it until my father becomes a stranger
that never hurt me. how love
is able. how. the point razor sharp
slices into muscle and never bleeds.
just a slow leak of what animates.



i'm not more melancholy than usual.
if i saw a flightless bird
i'd still ask it to sing.
doing ok. you know.
sunday and maybe you feel like company
and maybe you don't. either way is fine.
whatever the day brings.














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i dont' remember anything before the gasp
i woke up and now i'm breathing.
you tell me i'm a king in a kingdom.
you put me in a peasant's dress.
all i know is there is water
and the weight of your wishes

this pillow is so soft
will you tuck the sheets
and turn out the lights?


owch
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that burn i got last week?
maybe it's infected maybe not.
they won't tell me over the phone.

i've been called around the plant
all morning. my quality boss is gone
they'll have to go with my decision.
which of course is not good enough.

stephen colbert spoke at the white house press corps.
whose head did the org slice off after that fiasco?

sometimes a bolt come out of the past
and knocks you on your ass. prophecies coming true.
did i write that or i am i dreaming
now or then
the edge of what passes for madness.


what fractal alignment is trying to speak to me now
chameleon jumps on a rainbow

and hy isn't amuddah deported yet.
why is he still in jail.
why ppl don't get curious

"the fbi's standards of innocence are different
than a jury's "


president bush has broken 170 laws
why isn't he
in amoudah's place?
democracynow.org/
stephen colbert speaks to the white house
press corps. for a little comic relief.

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