Tuesday, January 27, 2009

Right now I feel better today.

I'm not thinking about the government as if I can control it.
I'm thinking I am a cog with a colored pencil winding me around
moving circular to make a picture. Or dinner. Or cash.
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PHC said...

REMEMBER
for Rachael

I'M CONTROLLING THE WEATHER AS IF THE GOVERNMENT IS MY
i can't do this
i can't write a poem anymore
it's so UGLY INSIDE MY CUP
this thing is, well, daring
i would be curious about what i fuck like
i am just a cog like a fred flintstone
i think sometimes about how hot halle berry is in the flintstones movie
i want to be so many friends
i write lines in my sleep and worry that i think too much
there was a time when i got drunk and stepped in broken glass for poetry
back then though i was obsessed with like, what my notebook looked like
i don't like being seriously but i don't make jokes about teenage rappers getting shot
i also feel sad a lot and cry over the dumbest conceivable shit
like, what book did you buy? what book was that?
why did you say hi? why did you crawl off me? i thought we were going to continue fucking?
i'm going to cry now,
burn my hair, all of it,
probably for one thousand dollars
i'm a vulture, i'm a human, i'm a slug

May 23, 2011 at 11:53 AM

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