falling through time

sometimes it feels like i am falling through time
and all the horse-shoes are clunking me
on the head
and all the bright ravens are dead

or dying with me

and
sometimes it feels like i am coiled like a black snake
suspended in some wild hypnotism, heated
while being slurped into the bottom of trouble

but whenever i am sullied there
i never underestimate
the muddied

trap-doors

polka-dot

some people are not very interesting
so i stare at

my polka-dots

little bees

little bees with little knees
hop around the middle of the table

confession

okay
i admit it

i once went home with
a musician
from a rock band

but he played
the
wheelbarrow

what would you have done!?

ice ring

i like wedding cakes

hey!

i like weddings
and if i were to get married

i would want a ring
made from a perfect

ice cube

the allure of lures

whether they are earrings or fishing lures
or eyes wide open
the allure of lures is in their

razzle dazzle

not their

lackluster

rock concerts

we went to the kiss concert together
remember
and we completely ignored each other

i ignored you because
i really liked you
and i am not sure why
you ignored me but

i always figured
it had something to do with your teeth
which were so white it was like

you'd never opened your mouth before

and i got to thinking
about the first time i met you

and all the times after that when
we would just sort of look at each other
wide-eyed and not really speak

and then, years later,
when we did get around to talking

it wasn't all that interesting anyway
more like a roller coaster ride slowly ending

like when that fast car lulls into a final

stop

secrets

maybe you were right, maybe
some things are meant
to be secrets

slightly obscured from view, maybe

we don't need to know everything
we should keep the riper things

hidden, just
suggesting their existence

by moving speechless light across them
from time to time

in a gesture of

fecundity

the bar

once in a while
i go to the bar

and i drink
until i feel

mellifluous

i need to know
the harmonies
of those notes

bjork said
once in an interview

that everybody has some way
of putting themselves
in a trance

for her it was singing

john!

you are my favorite!
this is your pencil case

you are my favorite!

this is your heart here
softly nestled within mine

i am taking care of it
you are my favorite!

i want to make you
a reliquary of trophies

for all your good qualities

you are my favorite!

you amaze me

john!

billy

billy was a bit of a pig

never considered others
in his daily routine

glutonous numbskull
that he was

but like most
greedy little piglets

billy was a snappy

dresser

unfolded

i want to fold myself into tiny
squares, slowly smaller
and smaller
to fit
into your mouth
when you are hungry

i want
to fold myself down to
pocket-size so
you can take me along with you

when you go

i want to fold myself
into neater sections
so you can comprehend me

i want to fold myself down
so i am neat, white squares
and perfect

but i am forever

unfolding

into newer things

one day, maybe

one day, maybe
we will live in a trailer home

maybe it will have wheels
and plastic seating

i think
we could keep a lot of cookies
in the cupboards and invite

strangers over for tea

poured into halloween orange
cups and saucers, maybe

you would have a beautiful brown suit

maybe you would make rabbits
out of lego, maybe

you would make our christmas tree
one year

from tin foil and hairclips
with real popcorn strapped on to it, maybe

i would cover you with so many presents and crayons
on your birthday that you could barely
sit up in the bed

maybe someday
we could live in a trailer home
and wheel around

our love

like a marching band

enchantment

my mom is a pixie
born from the enchanted forest
you should see her

all sparkle-eyed and high from breathing

she is on a trip around the world
and i am proud of her

candy factory

we stood at the candy factory
this weekend

and watched them make
candy canes

stretching out the limits of sugar + water
into blood and golden threads

it was stupendous to behold and
i am thinking

i would like a new career
as a candy maker

i think i would be finally

sated

french fries

i want to keep these french fries as pets

with their little mustachios and their
skinny antlers they look like

they would be good fun
frolicking in the park

or scaring the shit out of people
when you took them, wriggling
and speaking with thick french accents,
out of

your pocket

pink feathers

this is my most excellent friend
mumbles

i call him that because *sometimes*
he mumbles and other times

he says the most exquisite and beautiful
things

he is a kind of transcendental
warlock

only he is
real young still

licorice all sorts

these are knitted licorice all sorts

stop it!

they are so pretty

it is hurting me!

little deaths

little deaths don't frighten me
as much

as big deaths

do

7 things

a long weekend
green grass
ice cold beer

a man who plays every song from the musical hair
on the piano

a hammer

brass nails

a soft pillow

wigs

something funny happens
when you put a man in a wig

or anyone
for that matter

smoking

i love watching you smoke cigarettes
you look so tall and mean you

mean what you say you
concentrate on nothing
but white light you

look like you could
kill someone in an instant you

are so fine-tuned so
focused i could

break

lost

every once in a while
i get lost
in the dark woods

feel

i can't find my way back

but some strange birds
seem to lift me
from the quagmire
to the surge again

and then slowly to desire and

when i look back

i am thankful for
the contrasts

microcosms

nothing fascinates me more
than little worlds within worlds

sometimes i think i've come from another world

populated

by munchkins

the fridge

it is a good thing
to have a full fridge

it is a kind of tea-leaf reading
waiting to happen

o i think food
says a lot about a person

like
when you are in the check-out line
and the single lady has
17 slim yogurts
and an apple

and the bachelor
you can spot
from a mile away

with his steak and instant
coffee

and the mother of three
who needs two trolleys

and me

buying strawberries, flowers,
and champagne

just praying
for a reconcilliation

smiling

people look at you funny
when you smile too much

they seem to get
really disturbed by it

unless

you meet another smiler
and then you know
that they know
that you know

and everything is at peace
for a super split second