i awoke again
and I still can’t write a proper sentence
but
i’m up
life is a lot like a dog
like the one my mother killed
but I loved him
life is like the food that
dogs need
there is a day coming
coming for all of us
we will need to pray
but don’t have mouths
we’ve been screaming all night
jailer finally got pissed off and duck taped everyone’s lips
until the sound was at least a tolerable mumble pie
but it says
the Spirit will pray for us
the special spirit
will we choose to “go down swingin’.”
hello!
hello!
hello!
will we go “down swingin’.”
i can hear a can opener
the electric type
I bought the damn thing in Guadalajara
and I’m the only one home
whose home; where you are
fidgets and snacks
Sad Sacks and dead men screaming through purple
apertures of white billow on the sidewalks
(i only needed
to
know why we have an
electric can opener
on
this vessel)
now tacking to the west
with all my shit
I looked about and
decided
I hardly need anything
Bernays was right
“create the need
then fill it.”
abandon the want
and frequent the dump
live near the fresh air
tinkle
tinkle across the stage
like a hunchback mouse — up and on his back feet,
tinkle
and then jump
there’s always a voice
a sound
or shall I whimper all-over Dudley’s
Lysol
there’s Bernays
what color tank would you prefer
we have just the one color
tan
splasm azure shooting melons for hours
just hours and hours
there’s always a voice
“splat”
– “that’s a damn mess”
it’s morning
8:58 am mst usa
a harp and keyboard attempt to be in sync
right here
crowd arrives in a few hours
it works best when ya let it all go
what’s left is spritely lemon yellow spheres
floating
gishi bian
9:30 am mst usa
20 septiembre 2017
sure
you I could always try that
Jesus ends up my buddy anyway
no matter who makes the movie, Nosh Amberger or Telen Michit.
(Mellow Harp and Keyboard)
