A Bulletproof Telephone Booth
Call on fuchsia
to confuse me,
just for the time
being.
Call on the micro—
phone plated to
the ceiling, my
disco ball.
Call down the far
away star, high
on amphetamines.
dot, line, dot.
Pollen answers
and responds where
do you want to
be taken today?
A place where
there are no bees,
just blank red
octagons.
Sunday, February 10, 2008
Friday, February 1, 2008
Secret Handshake With Lake Michigan
Time for a new adventure.
(the underlines are suppose to
be spaces, this thing just sucks.)
Secret Handshake With Lake Michigan
Let’s go!
Run around!
Exclamation.
Polymerize a
phase shift
plan for the
_____Ages.
3-D puzzles
of places you
cannot plan
to ever visit.
Blindfold
black with
the elastic
band cutting
______off
Circulation.
Doesn’t any—
body want to
jump into the
subzero waters.
Oh what feeling
for the ice to
form around
___our bodies.
(the underlines are suppose to
be spaces, this thing just sucks.)
Secret Handshake With Lake Michigan
Let’s go!
Run around!
Exclamation.
Polymerize a
phase shift
plan for the
_____Ages.
3-D puzzles
of places you
cannot plan
to ever visit.
Blindfold
black with
the elastic
band cutting
______off
Circulation.
Doesn’t any—
body want to
jump into the
subzero waters.
Oh what feeling
for the ice to
form around
___our bodies.
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