Monday, November 28, 2011


The poem starts like this
That morning I shat like excavating a pharaoh’s tomb. It really shook me.
Thinking I could peel back the eyelids and open her
Like a pharaoh’s tomb, she would lay a trap pillow I’d fall into.
When I woke up, scratching my ass,
I found her cookbooks on the couch. Why can’t
I stay on one string of ideas.dumb.
Write for a few minutes, expect gold.
Write an hour, get a sack of coal.dumb.


Thursday, November 24, 2011

Evening Prayer

Evening Prayer
Today I slept 5 minutes in. When the floor of the bed shook hands and
parted ways with my ass, the tea was ready. Today I wobbled. When
moving my 45% couch across the house, I was really sitting. When
today came around, it’s tomorrow. It’s all ready- the baked pastries-
tomorrow.
Do whatever you want
to me. I like what you do.
I’m a fan of your work, I mean. disembody

poetry was all moving
It’s today that spends the night
to munch tomorrow’s toast, a fleeting
owl poetry. The undergoer that can pulse
in the crescent of sprinkler hoses

is potent rude. look at poetry,  even creepycrawlers beat a retreat from
that poetry.

The words the Wordword words are bloated and
frozen. Today I slept skinny.

A comer and a goer in and out my doors,
jerry and gary, and the troggs too,
Smelling cigars is somebody’s hobby
somewhere somebody’s hobby smelling cigars What a backwards line somebody’s hobby somewhere hobbying the smelling of cigars. oh here’s one, cigars of the hobbyists’ delight smell those cigars like it is  somebody’s business, you know the smelling of cigars. this energy
                                                is limitless.
hid in a box, cigars from dad. a serious subject
because it is personal. The page is a battlefield.(alright, make an analogy) I’m not ready to command these troops across the poem.
it shouldn’t be alive
My poem requires ideas of juice ideas that juiceignite. This is basically a cold care kit.(borrowed language) Smelly slippers.(distraction. gary is a name I’d like but I don’t want any government to know how it is Skinny under a blanket of name. reader, don’t forget
your capItalizaTion.

Deargod,
What was I saying? Right, “Tobacco ads spread like cancer” on DVD  VHS  pie
charts. Thanks.
Suspiciously,
Chrle Epstn, bloated and frozen




friends won't last forever
people disappear even faster
the darkest tattoo is a lover

Tuesday, November 15, 2011

oo oo slippity sloo
i got a slimy song for you
fick ficuc fum kuf
leave your things in the truck
rectang fella hey foor ray A
smell it jell zit tell me thangs
oo Oh a grey toe
what'd you find on sale?

Monday, November 7, 2011

automatic power taking over

healing takes about 23 hours.