empty spaces
i like empty spaces because
they swell within the realm
of possibility
i think
that is why i like the desert so much
feel
kind of fuller there
like anything is possible
and yet so calm
i love the empty streets
just after a rain has come
or when you walk home real late
and it is like everyone
evaporated
i love my empty bed
just after the sheets are washed
because it is so cold
and so warm with memory
a kind of show-down
between dream
and something other than
reality
flying saucers
i have a fascination
with both
hubcaps and flying saucers
not moving in unison
but wait
maybe that would be nice and
come to mention it
i can't help thinking about
mashed potatoes either
when i am in their company
gum party
did you ever eat, like, 5 packs of gum
piece by piece
until the flavor ran out of each
and every piece
and did it make you feel, well
kind of dirty
no?
me either
little toes
since this is a tribute to
the little things
i don't think i could proceed
with a clear conscience
without mentioning
my boyfriend's toes
as they are antennae
to another world
dizzy spells
i have been getting dizzy spells
like when you are on those rides
and your body is completely
out of synch with
your mind
like they exist in two separate places
and are scrambling desperately
to get back to each other
only they behave more like
magnets repelling
or very naughty
little children
who scatter
when you try to chuck them
into bed
little levers
i wish i had a little lever
attached to me
so i could just
slow things down
when necessary
make them swoosh
or become a slow motion
action scene
like in the movies
i wish i could hit instant replay
and then alter the data
t-shirt
my boyfriend said
he is going to make a t-shirt
which says
"my inner child
is a snarky little bitch too"
he is going to make a t-shirt
which says
"my inner child
is a snarky little bitch too"
the mall
not many people i know
like the mall
but i love it
it is a field of color
and wild sculptures
a universe of absurd
and plastic
detail
unparalled anywhere else
except, maybe
the dump
bunnies
these bunnies are wearing sunglasses
and it looks like some kind of tennis visors
but they very well might be panties
on their heads
that is cool
i think if i had
a little collection of bunnies
i would probably dress them in tiny
tuxedos or clown suits
or at the very least
teach them to juggle
soda pop
i think if i made a soda pop
it would have a label something like this
or it would just say:
'cherry'
or
'cola'
and that got me to thinking
if i ever made a wine label
it would be black
and small white letters would
simply say
'drink me'
"we can't do it without the rose"
this image always reminds me of
joseph beuys
i think the first time i saw him
was the first time i understood
the word
charisma
miniature things
i have always adored miniature things
not because they make me feel giant
but because they are vulnerable
and open the world up tenfold
in size
i think it is the stuff that enlarges
the heart that i am drawn to
things which need me to spoon out
all the goodness i have
stored within
in turn
making room
for more
ice hotels
ice hotels kill me
fur and ice
white linen
made from water
what could you possibly
drink
to make it better
since feeling is first
i think i have mentioned
my penchant for kissing
well, i love it and ee cummings
in equal measure
"since feeling is first
who pays any attention
to the syntax of things
will never wholly kiss you"
ee cummings
shoe collection
i am trying to get some
books published this year
for years
i have been hand-making them
much like a cobbler
fashioning every
sequin and nail
creating variety
building them from the heart
these books are small concrete reflections
of places i have been
some are glamorous and green
some are black boots, muddied
and some are velet and serene
what ties them all together is their destiny
to be pulled up and down from the shelf
still dazzling
after their stories
have been worn in
empty restaurants
i don't mind
waiting in empty restaurants
for the people i love
to arrive
empty restaurants
are like holograms of time
and suddenly everything becomes
curved
the little girl
i read something the other day
about marriage being a life-long
conversation with another person
and that sounded really beautiful
to me
it is not about resolving or agreeing
all the time but, rather, an on-going
open dialogue with another human being
you respect
and that got me to thinking about
my relationship with myself
and how it could be treated in the same way
as an ongoing dialogue
with someone i respect
i think this is especially important
when i am talking to
the little girl
our wires keep crossing
our wires keep crossing
into drawings which deeply
resemble guns
but the laces are connected
directly to heart strings
not war
infinity
last night i had a dream
within a dream
like those drawings
on cereal boxes
that go on forever
only infinity
is not such a small thing
beauty
beauty is not two-fold
but a multiplicity of things
like a woman who is a firecracker,
collects carnivorous plants,
eats rattlesnake and
breathes the same air
as the fire angels
2 brothers
ebert is a lucky charm
leads a charmed life
and yet, somehow, is still cursed
he wins at the casino constantly
but has been mugged on a few occasions
leaving
i love him because whatever he does
win or lose
he survives
with style
his brother is magic troll
come from the forest
with a wooden arm
and a heart to match it
once
i saw him catch a fish
with his bare hand
they are not just brothers
they are friends
and always stay close
to the lagoon
sad
don't be sad little tiger
we will take you
to the snowball factory
and let you eat raspberries
for dinner
thomas vogel
i have a friend named thomas
and he is one of the most beautiful people
i have ever known
his last name
translates as bird
which is interesting
because his arms are covered
with giant angels
and his heart has giant wings
too
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