STARVING FOR REDUCTION

STRUCK BY THE FEETS IN DINER

EMBROILED IN TOTAL THING--

ITS MY HEAD THIS TIME

THE HARD GUM UNDER THE FORMICA

GLACIAL PROGRESS OF HAND-REACH

TOWARD SODA ON THE FORMICA

MEMORY DOESNT ALWAYS CHARITY

LIGHT LOOKS SUBTERRANEAN

MY HANDS FEEL LEAGUES AWAY

YOU SPEAK OF METRIC REDUCTION

METRIC REDUCTION OF HUMANMIND

THE KINDNESS OF POWDER--SALTS

LIKE SCRATCHING AT AN ECHO ON LIVER

OR SPEAKING TO GHOSTS THROUGH DIRTY LINENS

LIKE DRIVING A SCHOOLBUS WITHOUT AUTHORITY

IMPOTENT THROUGH THE VIOLENCE

NOT A SOLDIER OR NURSE OR POET

JUST FEET SHUFFLE ON CONCRETE

THE WAR IS NOT A JUNGLE ANYMORE

I KNOW THAT ITS ARID THERE

COLD TOGGLES SPYDERS

NIGHT CANT TURN TO DAY

IF THE WORLD DOESNT HAVE SPIN

IF THE SUN WONT BE SEEN

I WANT VODKA IN THIS DINER

THE PREMIUM IS VERY HIGH

SO I WAIT FOR IDEAS TO COME

PROTEIN AND GARBAGE AND RYE

OLD PEOPLE STARE OUTSIDE

WHAT THEYRE LOOKING FOR IS CRAZY

IT DOESNT MAKE SENSE EVEN THEN.

i know
crashed

ive been a few places
but ive
been
back
from
them

THA CRAYOLA KID

"hitch-hike"

trashy
to all the people I have lied to
while I looked them in the eye

im trashy and ungrateful.

i have become the barrier


i watched a madman watch
a sixteen wheeler hit a barrier

because he was in front of me

also walking next to the road
that was next to the river

the truck loudly fishtailed &
writhed viciously on its side


so Tar so Tar so Tar so Tar



my first thought was

"that's life"

my second thought was

"-watching a crackhead watch a car crash"

then people came out of their houses
on the other side of the highway

is it?

i didn't think so at the time





I went to someone else's
home and got in bed for days


I came out thinking about jesus
choosing to die on a cross
for the sins of humanity


and how no one I know would know
what the fuck I was talking about

probably ever again




i am chewing on some swedish fish
smoke coming out behind my teeth

i think she gives me that look because
she thinks i'm a bad influence

i think she gives me that look because
she just bared her soul to me





he knew we were both in the ice city

like, memorized, that intersection

because I looked at it for a year

i got it like velvet



the chief handing you the still beating
heart to eat because that's the greatest

honor so theres no way you can say no

eating the heart is the only way the tribe
is going to stop calling us trashy, Trashy

i miss you, tank-o
you taught me a lot

ulysses
throw out your blankets
you won't need them anymore










































morning songs of loves
i told him that it was
like when in little league

you would put weights on
your bat so that when it was
your turn at bat it was easier


turn the radio up

































* ** * * *** *** ** * * ****

SECRET CIRCLE

CIGARETTES BECAUSE THEY ANIMATE THE ROOM

HER RED WALLPAPER

THAT ABSORBED THE YOUNG SONG

REMAINED ON THE WALLS

TIL AFTER HIGH SCHOOL

WHEN THE NISSAN PULLED OUT

AND LEFT DELAWARE

ALL SHE SWALLOWED

WHICH MADE THE WORLD COALESCE

STAYED IN HER SPINE

AN OLD RADIO

MAKES MUSIC SO METALLIC

ABOUT THE KITCHEN:

"BAD TO BE HERE--

THE PLACE THAT YOU ARENT--

BUT ALSO IT'S NOT"

from fork firm

***

halfway

I don't have time

to tell other people
how to live their lives















world war three
I should've asked him
'but it was not my place
to bring something like

that up in front of others



"we're just a bunch of hillbillies-

jen said

jen said

jenny said

and I drove back home as fast as
I could and blew up the moon-

I lied when I said I would help
them out. They were already
galloping towards the edge.






























































flowers
you are the stove
the world is the oven

could never tell what
I sold it in exchange for














































































*** **** ***** *

year of the Snake
how could I

not try to shine in they?



that shot me into my fever

and awake, sacred objects all
in a storage unit in west haven

remind me of the holding pattern
that I drove like it was my hands

with palms open and up to the sky

in Windsor,
the no trespassing sign and a dog-



how could we let the crazy
things we were thinking

come to us in their own cars

all of their own volition,

smelling the trail like a dog,
three wise men follow a star,

a head on a stake warning
other tribes that we are all

cannibalistic

blood-worshippers

rain and the road eater

when I finally ran home.



*** **** ******

only cut your hair during the full moon


aesthetic,

apartment;

lost walking down secret
languages of geometry

made for me for my 700th reincarnation
as a sweating eighteen year old trapped
for millenniums in amber at the bottom

of port authority...

If this blue car were an F1


if this blue care were an F1


Collapsing my back,

anything but the vanishing point





Working my arms and legs like a rat

my father never learned to be A



B
when it was in wrappers in the bag














































































i should've done my first career
whats that? nursing, yeah...

-cam

hvar

WHITE HAND ON THE WHITE MAN AGAN

AND THEMS KNOWN IT II

DOES DRINKING WITH DOGS

IN THE SAME ROOM

COUNT

AS DRINKING BY YERSELF?

YOU WROTE THIS HAIKU

IT WAS ALL ABOUT PA

AND ALL THE CAPS THERE:

RED CAP

GREEN CAP

BLUE

WOAH THE SHATTERED EMBRYO KEEPS MAKING DECISIONS. IT WAS LIKE BEING EXCEPTIONALLY INTELLIGENT IN CORN FIELD. NOBODY CARES. NOW I KEEP WATCHING THE TV TALK AT ME SAYING DARK THINGS. I AGREE WITH THE DARK THINGS BECAUSE THEY MAKE MY DEPRESSING CONCEPTION SEEM NUANCED AND PUBLISHABLE. PEOPLE IN THE NBA ARE ORGANIC ANOMALIES. PEOPLE IN THE MLB TAKE DRUGS AND EVERYONE KNOWS IT. I KEEP PASSING TIME BY MOVING BETWEEN ROOMS. EVERY TIME I GO INTO THE NEW ROOM I EXPECT THE CONTENTS TO BE STARTLING OR ENGAGING. THE PUBLISHED CLOCK AT THE PMA DOESNT WORK. LOOK AT ME. I HAVE NOTHING TO SAY AGAIN. PEOPLE SHOULD TRUST FISHERMEN. NICK MOVED FIVE POUNDS OF 'MARIJUANA' TO MIAMI ON A GRAYHOUND AFTER TWO SEMESTERS OF POLI-SCI AT RUTGERS AND NOW HE'S A COMMERCIAL FISHERMAN IN RHODE ISLAND. THE POLAR ICECAPS ARE MELTING AND IM STILL TRYING TO BE AN ARCHITECT OR A LAWYER. PRETTY SOON WE'RE GOING TO NEED NICK'S SKRIMPS AND BASS. I JUST HOPE THAT TIME HE PULLED A BELLYKNIFE ON ZACH HC WASNT JUST BECAUSE OF THE 4LOKO--THAT HE ACTUALLY DESIRES TO PROTECT ME IN A TOTALLY NOHOMO WAY.

I SEE NEW JERSEY OPENING UP. WILDWOOD FIRST. THE GOOGIE BUILDINGS RIPPING FROM THE TOP. AND THEN THE ANGELS POURING OUT LIKE SEMEN. IT SMELLS LIKE SEMEN ON THIS BEAUTIFUL. IM FILLED UP. WHERES--

"i have no fear i have only slush"
the hairties we

uses to keep

hair itself up
our in braids





























forward movement
in 1995 mrs. leonard
returned from mexico

to tell us that they served

her coca-cola in plastic bags /\

in reality no one
wanted to watch

her eat . her students
were disgusted by it. /\/\/\ /\








the bartender

wanted to go out tonight

but he turned up the tv
and waited for another

hour, watching sports. /\

who would've know that
sorré's kings were watching
the news at the same time

at their shitty ex-pat's bar

the blue chevy truck /\

stuck in the red mud that the
high grass grew around between

the northbound and southbound
interstate highways, the wheels

catching in all the wrong places /\

the rooks ran in with a pistol

i hoped for a diamond asteroid until
we spent every dollar on malt liquor

and I gave birth to that tired comet

two mean faces

idolizing the wrong everything.

a roy g biv infinitely-faceted helix of search lights


Blue Indigo Violet /\ /\ /\

choppers coming in loud /\ /\ /\ /\
























































blue slush
i've eaten better
i took a pic of it
before i ate it











































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