CAConrad
rehab saved his life but drugs saved mine at the blue HOUR
(written after eating only blue foods for a day
while under the influence of Bobby Vinton’s
"Blue Velvet" played on a continuous
loop from 6 a.m. to midnight)
as melting glaciers
rush over your
body
what geology?
confused for one
second by your approaching
outstretched
arms
we will the heat
from
toe to hip
fragrance of lightning
world
smells nice today
our semen
dirty ashtrays
well of your armpit
defrosted moss tree leaves are
now buds blue or reflections of
sky smell 11th St. bakery
Philadelphia use
me to get the
Love understood
I'm all yours!
another temperature of
human is
another
folded wing missed by
the tailor
does uranium
smell like
yellow cake?
rust? hot
metal? so many
things I want
to smell but am
not allowed
Franz Kafka's
crotch
new
voice cracks
on a cord of
oxygen when your
finger's
up my ass
I'm not afraid of
my insanity
just my
growing
inability
to hide it
Alice Notley was
not
married to
Ted Hughes stop
talking like
that around me fear makes
every thing
taste better
your
forgiveness has gotten
expensive
let's pan
expansive
layering
of
fog
press
these halves away
from each other
press
into loosened
air
tentacle suction not
counted on near
the grave
I must stop
carrying my
cave across
the street
dirt on
dark sweaters
hides in the
dark age
we are sons or
daughters
or