1

Written everything to formula

avoiding every syntax error

with the insert proper

of a pronoun.



***



2

Light obscured by the water

collected condensation on the glass

makes impossible to see him clearly.



***



3

Ten states and windows

blocked between them.



***



4

Frustrated by the math

in architecture, he opts

to make some tea instead

hide under a ball cap.



***



5

How do you know what

you are looking for

when I am blurred and

you are deadish?



***



6

Blue eyes till you found

me turned brown to fuck

with your recollection.



***



7

Kids are the joy we

make when discussing

Chinese practicing

language in three

alphabets. All the while,

he is teaching.



***



8

I would take your pen

and write them for you

be the better of me for it.



***



9

He says I am all unflattering

but my pheromones are

making flutters of the others.

I look at him quizzically

from my place outside

his closet.



***



10

"Your page is fantastic

random."



***



11

Why can I see

through the holes

in your head

that aren't bleeding?

In my rosy-colored specs.



***



12

Put the volume up

so he can pump straight

through me. A song. A

substitute for sex.



***



13

What of the

silk sheets

we don't sleep

under? What of

the luggage and

passport by the bed?



***



14

Celibate for all

the wrong reasons,

denies me knowing

I am in the right.



***



15

I have been

geographically misplaced

due to lushing in a past life.



***



16

When I find you, you

will be covered in snakes

that are mistaken for

computer wires.



***



17

I am outside. You

are outside. When you

should be inside,

pining over me.



***



18

Drunks are the most

obvious with our hair

hanging in the toilet,

our knees on

bathroom rugs.



***



19

There is a window

overlooks a city.

There is a girl

looking out in lonesome.

There is no one

at the other end.



***



20

And I wonder

(saying, breathing)

if he even thinks

of me not there.



***



21

Bursting out of

seams, my entire body

made of stitching.



***



22

Questions are fancy dresses.

Draped in frocks and no one

sipping for the answers,

is me.



***



23

The parts of it

I cannot hear

progressive bass

line undertow, is

splendid.



***



24

I am louds of thunder.



***



25

Ignore the

owl like "choo

choo" and the

minutes go like

Lou Reed by.



***



26

Empty vases wait

expecting flowers

in the event of

minutes perpetual pass,

she is weeps.

12/10/2006

Posted on 12/10/2006
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