This flavor is the all-natural
Temptation. Home-brew. This is a new You.
I can’t be asked to pay
these prices
stand in line
tickets that everybody
gets
I’ll forward you this
image of a statue that’s been on my desktop. It’s really beautiful. Don’t
forget to print
a receipt for your
personal records. If the world should end, die in its arms, Pieta-style.
A flag of your country
draped over your body
Preferably tattered or
warped with worm holes, ‘you twice-baked zombie, stand back from the law office
window-front. You can buy a tie minutes before your trial, you’d be surprised
what is accessible to you
in a hotel lobby. How many
eco-friendly architectural designs you can churn out while listening to the
fountain sing soprano to piano jazz
Fit the best of your ideas
in a Styrofoam cup, take it to a man selling honey in the park. Roll Aubrey
Beardsley prints into cones and use them to pick up dog feces.
Let him know you are a Mai
Thai fighter, the best in yr league, so black yr rainbow, a soul with eyes
ripped from magazine ads.
Flowers blooming from a fire extinguisher,
though…yes this doesn’t look good, all of the Land Art is on fire. Someone’s
been crashing helicopters into it for months
There’s no season like
cruise season.
The entertainment for the SS Razzle Dazzle is a hesitant man
surrounded by bouquets.
He shuffles his feet,
shrugs, blubbers
The plastic cigar store
Indian ran amok inside of me, breathing smoke from his snail-colored pipe,
emanating wet mush, – clanging bells,
This – is your misfunction
–your directional obligations to who you
are and what about the building blocks (to success)
Tonka truck churning out
the moths in yr guts the moment before your part in the school play, the little
bits of construction paper hanging from clothespins, everything decorated with
chocolate fountains framed in sago palms …
Inside the wormhole, the
nurse stands holding a blinking cursor. Who becomes the hourglass?
This is not a question you
should ask.
