KITCHEN INTERLUDE

sliced green peppers
with a sharp sharp knife

& laughing
at the bums
of the radish

MALL POPLING #2

the

light 

is 

a lulling & liminal 

sort of odd comfortable

&

fairy liquid frothing 

up the fountain of coins

FESTIVAL SEASON #2

& a tv comedian 

will share
my night chilled morning wine

& my dominican cigar 

will last 

for all of orbitals set

& i have 

wide-eye side-eye eyeballs

& my heartbeat

is regulated now 

by the bass in dirt

& the nightwind woodsmoke

is nostalgia in action

mad with whatever - i dont know

as the horizon 

judders & jumps 

like a vhs tracking

on the school houses crt

HOSPITAL TEA BREAK POP #2

 

& the heartsick arrive

in the embrace of sirens

pale & 

plugged & 

struck dumb 

with 

fry-up & doughnut regret

~

we do that shrug thing with our mouths

& drag deep

on the cigs

in our hands 

MALL POPLING #1

cursive shoppers 

with children

like commas

ignorant of

the prose poems

on the burger king receipts