meh

no one said it was going to be easy.


eye is scared as a dandy-lion
eyes down
there
feet with toes
sleep follows

when it was young
heaped up the sky
now dragged down by the cuff off 'er skirt

it's not gonna matter
love in locks and virus

when the heart shivers
the crown shakes
the quakers shake
at night
just one more
blood ceremony river cry me one of dem
quicksilver unicorns

ain't a clown
but to follow
a feather

is my brain destroyed?
i'm above normal and below water


slimy hands
and cover yer face with white shame
and black shame
and blood red shame

where is the spindle and the river to cut 'er into shape

?

oh doctor

would i wish the privilege of form'd lips
form'd jaw
form'd tiger eyes


in my mirror's image
all i do is shake my hands at the ground and crawl back into bed
and wake up
and put on the best cup of morning coffee

one should get eggs on their way to work
thrown at them
what a great excuse to be flustered then

in my cake hazard of a memory

when did? because i wish? you could (but not eye)
go back in time and see thricely
that the dream heap deferred did not indeed rot
was sent hiding
a refugee
a mother
just like an other mother/summer

who never did take a break

or let a few rotten eggs loose to cook on this hot concrete

the hot concrete who craves to be stuffed
with love
and cock

and all day dreams of lying on the ground with 'er hands palm down
divination-free

a crystal emanating all light and healing.
and nothin' doin
but it.
with the earth

audio: with this earth