a poem for un

sitting in the bowel of my poem
waiting so watery to get
pushed out,
and reinvent the
word and to fly.

to fly in the face of unknown
and squander my sense of
everything on a single satire
unravelled like fettucini
on the skewering fork.

to fuck with unknown and say
something just to say it.
and let them beat me down with
little mounds of 1's like
squirming maggots racing the
hare.

they finish first. there is no
race though, only end lines.

like the way cool swerve of
fuck you
glaringly self-evident, the
way my eye-lids droop off my face
in search of a better one
and my teeth ache cancerous as
my tongue swishes from side to
side.

in my mouth, i think, are words
like hurricanes and traffic lights
searching for their place in
amongst the others
and waiting impatient, waiting
with soggy shoes, squelching
down the hall to find
a fickle mate and
fuck me down,
fuck me out,
fuck me in, and
spit me out.

that like gatorade falling out
the bottle spilling out the
spiral elevator of my mouth,
zigging and zagging about the
crystal monolith of time;
glints light, crayon pastel,
from the shadows bent (belief)
spit from out my eyes.

and all faces loom out with
fucked dissent,
lurch like cannon-balls
into the unthought ocean.
screams the dark
"the light has caught me,
i am caught"

so drown me, dear betrayer
i have only words
and you, you would sell them
by the pound.

[untitled rhyme thang]

smile like a lemon wedge
lightless, weighed
against the salt and sting

war of fruition
with kamikaze lean
to risk the lips, in kiss

and touch in bliss,
oblivion!

jenakajoffer inspired piece of carp...

when she goes down
its like a snake swallowing
a sailor's knot
and her velvet mouth
tips over you like
melted butter

sautéed mushrooms,
fries, some black
pepper with
a creamy and
delicious chicken
is what you hunger
for

what you crave
as you flash
through the
drive-in,
choke down a
big-mac,
inside,
your heart
clogs up
skips
just a little
with each
plasticky
cheesy
bite.


she tastes like
carp.

catshipgrin IV

crippled cat
eight legs

no eyes
shipped meow's

through storm
by mailman.

cat grins
grins ship.

a soldier's life

simply dance on the awning,
the yawn the tip
the slip the yip, the dog
has layed a golden egg
upon the ledge, in
hearth to warm to ice
to reave the soul from
slit-eyes shed
where tears hang like
pearls of jizz from
the hooker's death, she,
unmoved immune to laughter
morally proportioned legs
to arms to slippery cock
sheathed in the scabbard
of a soldier's life.

a baby is just a cat skimming the lake

"waa-waa"
-OKcomputer

once a baby, once a sun
rising out from ocean
sands, skimming
cats

dance, throw them over lake
like pebbles
and watch them drown.

baby sprinkled,
washes off some sunny sin.
above,
cloud of shadow
brays like elderly
sock in the shape of
a donkey heading
to the slaughterhouse
where the father
who aren't in
heaven

waits with sharpened wits
and steely eyes.

the baby sleeps,
waa-waa's follow
into person.

Apartment 4 Rent

she gets fucked
by a tea-cup
everynight when palm-frond
motherfuck gets back
from nowhere,

he of the sapphire tongue
and doleful eyes.
he likes to spoon her
sugar for her,
swishes it in with a
gyroscopic motion,
swish swish swish.
like a "YES YES YES"
pounding the inside of
my porcelain brain.

that's the sound of connectivity,
and fuck,
if that's not love then blue
shades of face surely
twist into heart maps
to the soul,

of fists and fucks. yes?

catshipgrin III

cat and checkers,
she,
the feline, arches back
falls onto red
square,

communist.
*
as the marxists laugh
moist heartedly at the
objectivists who have
forgotten them in their
wallets.

while, over on the
other-side of things,
miss piggy watches the birds
sail off into the
apocalypse.

with a grin she mirrors the cat
who is shrieking now about
checkmate,
lumpy gravy is spooned onto
the board,

[life is given meaning.]

meaning aside,
cat. hip.
wears beret,
for all the cats
to see

attempts grin out from
botoxed whiskers,

struts
onto a pale
deck full
of kings and
queens
but fails
to notice the
joker,

throws her over.