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Everybody's getting cats and dogs

they talk to them

Outside I still see trees stand out

days are slow

the word came involuntarily,
others were stuck, yet i knew
them to be beautiful, and
so they are.

Sign up for the writer’s retreat

not narcissistic enough?
come to some fuckin secluded cabin in the woods
with other lonely people
trying to write poems
sit there on your fat ass by candle light
or some shit trying to pretend
your Edgar Allan Poe
without the demons
see that’s just the problem
you’re just not fucked up enough
so you pay $1000
to sit in a circle
of people over too expensive red wine
and critique a bunch of other poets’ shit
using the word “deep” too much
as if the world still had meaning

Looking back on mistakes
and failed detours,
there was that moment
when it all turned timeless.

Rhapsody in soft flesh,
that one moment,
two of us streaming joy
in morning light.

In the car,
full moon driving us,
we shared  
each other’s silence
in volumes
printed on the landscape
we claimed as ours.

We were the only beings
in the world, a burst of welcome
to everything inside us,
new-found wisdom
in our bones,
exuberance and delight
in each other’s eyes;
the end of longing,
the blossoming into each other
above yearning.

Now, too restless for a return,
a summons  
to the impossible embrace
flies by unheeded.

CHRISSY'S ICE CREAM

Chrissy you want some ice cream?!
Chrissy you want some ice cream?!

the only way this mom
could get her kid
outta the pool
was with ice cream

Come on get out of the pool and we'll get
some ice cream!

rewind
40 years earlier to my mom and I
Danny, time to get out!
Ok mom!

and that's the way it should be

I'd like to take Chrissy's ice cream
and throw it in the pool


SWALLOWING CHLORINE

the goddam snotty moms
were there of course
letting the pool water
babysit their kids

it felt like a fucking family cookout
that I wasn't invited to

I knew I should've taken some pills
before I came to that public pool
and drifted in the water
looking up at the sky
and floating in it
but I didn't

so I had to
look at these goggle faced
ill mannered
spoiled brats
swimming around me
like gnats

everybody was screaming
you'd have thought
someone was drowning
thing is
nobody knew
it was me

SIREN IN THE POOL LIGHT FUZZ

another fucking...

I stepped in vomit today
it oozed between my toes

I write this because

it’s not everyday you step
in your own filth

wait, actually
it is

he asked me who will be afraid of our ghosts
ghosts of humans
when we are gone

sugar rush
yellow car parked outside
flag
pretty last day of summer

the brain
kid with its parent
book selection
some writer in golden house country

Today I gave myself a break. I blew a load I’d had coming for days.

For the first time there was no drop after. Probably something to do with the meat in my system
again.

So long eternity, healing, separation. Urban monks wear orange.

Oh woman, when will the day be flying by
an identified