crank operated love songs

you hate when I write
because back-to-front makes you ill
like the anenomes on 32nd street
or the smell of fulton market
I swallow  leftover bird-words
praising the patterns of lint
and the dancing hives you create
and the war-torn children you train
and the spines you twine
and tangle
and wrangle
I call you motherfucker
as a term of dear meat
the cease and desist hasn't stopped
you from collecting my hair
to braid back your sister
into contour line drawings
or tea leaves

smoke houses and you

venison prays at the night time
kneeling on honeycombs, crackled and whispering
they ask the skies for larger antlers
for that kool and the gang album they never got
and for the divorce to be a joke.
in earl gray lights, the tan man passes a note,
silly dear, you are only a woman.

educating on the transatlantic tunnel

we sell courses on weekends
and how to be humanic
but enrolled humans peer and pear
(which are my favorite fruit)
and deers are feared
or worshiped
i forget
but the russian mules know
four
and six takes the wheel
to the break in the map
because cartographers fell into heroin
and the atlantic shoreline
is dressed as a wake
and the floral endangerments
smell vaguely vaginal
and cinnamon
like when we left that corn
husk doll in the sun too long
and no one trimmed my nails properly
because daddy told me
only the real ones see diggers
when antiobiotics are currency
for the women with both
and then men have done
and your face cracked first.

blasphemy on the radio

i am lost
  with walls of walking stairs
    in a place where we forgot to
      how to whistle
and your mother is a marionette
moded and molded
to chips chipping metallic lice spouses
and soup tastes of motoring mint in your one girlfriend's braid
but no beetles eat berries
and snouts are the envy

I'm baaaaaack

wow, so it has been over a year since I have posted anything which is terrible!
I have gone through the longest dry spell my writing has ever seen I think, but have a renewed sense of commitment. I am even looking into an open mic night next week to try to re-inspire myself.

I will posting a new piece in a few minutes!