barista, barista, unfastened ear
iron portrait of extra reading time
in the long avenues of big dance drowning
behind the next building flies what we could be
cluttered speak passing
bad electronic keening
gated doors in the best and worst neighborhoods
on the fist of jersey joe’s face
a 12” remix of trash day
romans after greeks
a practiced pose on top of a nerve ending
pressed dead weight
yes, a soft egg
will you see that as a burden caterpillar
or will you be a little bike basket ferry plaza
hung wires in a wireless city
new cars made to take you back in time
ugly skies is all they’re talking about
not when you might
give

down by the ocean a windmill that lights every light in america
and still america is passing me by
I bid it adieu, adios, yippee kay ay motherfucker

somewhere close to you right now there’s a window
we make them all the time
we put them in prisons
prisoners are making windows right now
walk over during the next piano solo
make it a long walk
be it a little new agey
a little howard beale
a little eight armed deity
a carpenter from the south side by way of nazareth
pretend it’s free
open

vertigo (go slow)

washing machines having sex
sweat sweater swelter
sing song along naked bathroom

hello naked boy
hello fucked up
no, no, don’t raise your head
ha, told you little boy boy
every bone a little boy bone
junks and bonders
pre-ponders

bet you can’t guess who’s in the kitchen

sea shanty
everything typed of song
walls a new pressure group
phone miffed
this god so fucked
no, no, didn’t mean that
but what did he do with the map that used to be the map

your pants are ten feet in the other direction
call call for help
go one, throw up again, I’ll wait
crawl, crawl, better have some pants on when the nice men come
watch you’re dancing tires
your crossed wires
compazine
brylcream
hairline
combat schizo
little bits in the miso
okay, let’s shake hands and start again
quit fighting, does you know good
you think this is bad, try looking out the window
no, no, that’s a joke
that’s egg yolk in the pan all diced up into a used motel room
here, hold this facial twitch
this bonesquisher stitch
abnormal muscle ridge mountain ranges

okay stop

no,
out of your casing
insects crawl
mailboxes sky

hey, the sky looks nice

try the people saying hello that you can’t see
try the swallowed wallace and vomit
the lack of shooting stars between bedridden rooms
the salem witch trials
you are now the spaceman
a new benedryl boundary boy

god, if you let me get through this I’ll talk to you at other times besides when I talk to you
I’ll go visit a church once in a while
an empty church
jesus
no, like irish jesus, like “for fuck’s sake”

how about some back of the neck scratchy
how about losing ground to a coming wall
smack
it’s the way your father is afraid sometimes
do you get that now
let’s start over, raise your head, give it a try

oh fuck

ha

no really, let me down

la la la la
isn’t it great how you’re really always alone

okay, close you down

you wish

off you go

noooooooo

me

linger later

me