nymphs hymn

sea mother eat me
i want to remember
the spill of the mud
the prayer for breath
my eyes to pearl
skin slips a seaweed
coral bones
bring me to kneel


receive the rain
a morsel of
the heavy mound i am
fill me creature
salty daemon
fire on the water
claws of the sea

Dream Home

when you wake up and are still dreaming

i am left with two hands walking
legs weren’t enough for the king of cats

who lured me out of a dreamscape nap
my scarred and scary lioness escaped
my stomach kennel ache untamed
and ate your stomach out instead

she found a whole new home in death
in depth within a terror filled moan
and grinned ringed teeth of towered bone

children waving out the windows

clotheslined linens billow westwards

these are just a frame of reference
guiding her back home

2 Many 2 Heavy 2 Little 2 Late

my tongue has needed some reason
to give its lick at love for once
o yet my eyes gloomy and bright

sparkle moveable diamonds
hanging in infinite headspace
pull in meanings for
heart
o heart you get all the boys
o heart you get all the pain you poor fool
why does love belong to me?

my body feels strange knowing it’s harboring this capacity
so put it elsewhere!
put it in the sheets themselves
let them remain
as i do not
neither do you
i haven’t made my bed in weeks
i sleep on the floor
drawing the indent from your body

that you left behind
there is a strange depth that my pencil cannot etch
there is a bad bend in the bed it cannot get

about love
that only i can fit

Accosted Acrostic

Palatable only on the second helping
Are you home long enough to care
Reading letters sent from dead people
There is still some perfume haunting
In the apartment
Carelessly I undress
Unaware of the ghost
Lingering in my nostrils
Analyzing my bare
Ribcage

Early morning sun blinks
Xerox bright copies
Pumping motionless day
Eerily distant like
Radiance without glow
Indifferent mornings
Existing without the same grudge
Now we can be better
Can believe in our love
Exalted from our histories

Starving Eyes

i pawned you and split tails for your headhunt

made more money in one night

larger stacks than i could fill the tub with
came home late
wondered who had eaten my leftovers
gave up quickly and crept into the windowsill
a nest had buried there

i slid my tongue in and tasted some wild berries

they weren’t my dinner
and the karma had caught up to us both by that point

i unscrewed a light bulb from above my head
and sat in the dark kitchen
the linoleum felt nice on my cheek
it was a cold night

but I was still hot

i was looking in the fridge

waiting for something to happen

you are so pretty
i can’t even stop looking at you
the image fits into my eyes so frantically
as though my pupils have been carved to your shape

i thought i had devoured you completely

i shouldn't be this hungry still

Static

i'm not noise

i'm not bad noise

i'm not anything that comes and goes

i'm not some vibration in head

i'm just someone you loved and then

released

Thanks But No Thanks

I am mostly burning brains

headache hungry

there’s a tap running out of my skull
overflowing tubs of horny highs
messing up my mouth
with these lullaby cries
have to kiss in quicksand
like a tarzan movie scene
handsome hair swinging vines
from atop the chimpanzees

his wanting flaunting
my wanton capsizing

describing himself to me hurriedly
i am half listening half wit

uppercut upchuck yuck your not doing it right
need more to eat need comfier sleep
a love lit eye and a dull eye meet
i practice arts beyond my artistry
spell words misplaced like bad grammatically
have no real plans but dwindling gently
i’ll sleep better

when i wake up happy

Nonsense

i am a flower bottomed fool
hunting arachnids at dawn
shrilling flat notes across still water

shoulder straps fainting

lucidly down white tenders
i sit and wait for my lover
who smells like me
has no money

nor an interesting thing to talk about

remember in my story
how you wept on the monument
your tears staining the feet of soldiers
row men

who killed amply and without judgment
your eyes do that now
rip throats out from beneath my fairy tales

your hands are deeper then they used to be
i think you’ve burnt a real levy this time
the shores agree and mock my tone

creeping
like your hair brushed along my back

im soothed by the patience
and friendly eyes
are beaming love knots
tying me to a fever
that begins below the skin

have me for dinner
and don’t look at me once
just mouth words
like pacifier

and forget-me-not

wishes like be the one

please i beg

for scraps from the table

bits of meats

ripped with your teeth
glistening with your spit
the devouring of my mind

Taw-Daw

STOPTALKING 5

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