When 3 out of 4 doctors agree
You should probably seek spiritual guidance
Not that you can't make it through this alone
You are versatile
You have legs in your mouth
and spurs in your hair
But even still
there are chickens to feed
and marbles to count
And wash basins grow up to be full bathrooms someday
So hurry
There are decades in the wings
Wearing funny costumes
Running beads through their fingers
and chanting
Wo-Man and Parmesan
The stables unhinged and
filled
with nourishing staples
overflowing
being pushed between boards
And then there is you
with cancer
ok, so maybe it's not cancer
A vowel obstructed between two
reconnaissance missions
You as a Dodge Dart
You as a Dapper Dan
eyeglasses in shirt pocket
sweat stains and liver spots
Or maybe not
Maybe well preserved
like Litchi chinensis
or the Gridless Gammatron
Then what you leave behind
Chicken feed, newspaper clippings
Shoes with dried and cracked rubbering
passwords
Strong reactions to Phil Collins songs
a lesson about chopsticks
All that goes away
Vacuum tubes producing high pitched alerts
signaling time for a change of mind space
And then it's shirtless boys
and girls in yoga pants
And what the world thinks about that
What exactly is the current state of oozing potential
and clad as iron or sweat or river
The kids say they like the rivers like a bear does
But you get to the river
and it's just murky water
slow moving
with ugly fish
half-seen
and jumping bugs
with faces like robot vaginas
legs like ancient maces
and the sub feels hot not warm
the smells seem rich and earthy
and disgusting
and a raft floats by
It's a birthday party
And the kids like birthdays
And they like boats
and parties
So we wave
And try to make grass whistles
--
3.20.13
You should probably seek spiritual guidance
Not that you can't make it through this alone
You are versatile
You have legs in your mouth
and spurs in your hair
But even still
there are chickens to feed
and marbles to count
And wash basins grow up to be full bathrooms someday
So hurry
There are decades in the wings
Wearing funny costumes
Running beads through their fingers
and chanting
Wo-Man and Parmesan
The stables unhinged and
filled
with nourishing staples
overflowing
being pushed between boards
And then there is you
with cancer
ok, so maybe it's not cancer
A vowel obstructed between two
reconnaissance missions
You as a Dodge Dart
You as a Dapper Dan
eyeglasses in shirt pocket
sweat stains and liver spots
Or maybe not
Maybe well preserved
like Litchi chinensis
or the Gridless Gammatron
Then what you leave behind
Chicken feed, newspaper clippings
Shoes with dried and cracked rubbering
passwords
Strong reactions to Phil Collins songs
a lesson about chopsticks
All that goes away
Vacuum tubes producing high pitched alerts
signaling time for a change of mind space
And then it's shirtless boys
and girls in yoga pants
And what the world thinks about that
What exactly is the current state of oozing potential
and clad as iron or sweat or river
The kids say they like the rivers like a bear does
But you get to the river
and it's just murky water
slow moving
with ugly fish
half-seen
and jumping bugs
with faces like robot vaginas
legs like ancient maces
and the sub feels hot not warm
the smells seem rich and earthy
and disgusting
and a raft floats by
It's a birthday party
And the kids like birthdays
And they like boats
and parties
So we wave
And try to make grass whistles
--
3.20.13
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