I combust forward

My thinkin’ has been numinous

Mind running like wild engine

Blowing surprise fire geysers 

Into the smoky depths

I’m Constantly

Collecting

.. Callouses ..

I rose above and was never tethered 

I was free just like icarus

Was

Light the fire

 Hug it tight

Prepare for fighting

Break

Break

Break

Fight to win not only the battle

Eyes on winning the war

Napoleon, Alexander

I’m quickest, rawest queen

In all matters.

I can speak it all

My thoughts, my dreams

I’m hungry for victory

Lie to myself before lying to others

Stomping my feet like the angry child

Feeling the earth shake my knees

I’m going to live forever, 

My life is my life.

Wanna know what ???

Chiken butt

Wanna know Who???

Chiken poo

Wanna know when???

Just then

Wanna know why ???

Chicken thigh

Wanna know where ?

(whispering)

 Over there

Ewhat cahame ehfirst

The chicken or the eggs?

Those oval sacs of goo

I love them to death I do

Nutritious and scrambled 

Eggs have poached me

And cooked me over easy

Head Over heels its cheesy

I still don’t know the answer

Was it chicken or was it eggs

Ewhat cahame ehfirst

Other people always bothered me anyways.

When I spoke wrong, which was often-

They would stare or take pictures of themselves

Because if I couldn’t speak like they could

They weren’t interested.

I found a solid gold iron pyrite in the ground

While I was taking a walk in the park.

When I extracted it;

I sat down and examined it

The glittering fool’s gold casted

Splatter across my face

Gilded with dirt.

I run the bath hot.

And when a spider drops in,

uninvited,

and I feel as if he were already on my skin

Swimming eight legs and hair and eight eyes

Swimming two legs and hair and two eyes

Two feet and one face curl in disgust

There’s nothing wrong with choosing space.

Gripping the fools gold tightly

Value is what you make of the glitter

Understudied invertebrate

Under-discovered treasure

Like a cloud in front of the moon or

Is it the moon behind the clouds

Is it the traffic killing you

Or you, being a part of the line

stretched across the stop-

light

like

A

Ladder.

This morning

I awoke to my mother

leaning over

me

and shaking

me

we are going to church

she informed

me

A hot

white

brick of hatred

was thrown

through my window

at that moment

and lodged

itself inside

me

I growled like

a wild dog

but with one gunshot

of a glance

I shut up

but continued

to rot

I put on ugly clothes

-my rebellion

we sat in church

the red cloth

pews

hiding the red

scratches

the marks that were

burned into

me

perverse thoughts

ran through

my head

my anger

flared like an ugly rash

we all bowed

our heads

and looked prayerful

while i refused (-my rebellion)

I wouldn’t pray

anyway

so why pretend

But I filed in line

anyway

and ate the

spirit of god

the hypocrisy boiled and

churned

in my stomach

1

I didn’t speak all these years

Because I felt like even

My voice took up too much space

My Body of sound

Withering away

on the softly moving wind

2

I prepare my tongue for speech

only

when that soft breeze carries away

those

Supermarket bags

And I become beautiful enough for you

To learn to love me.

3

My teeth seemed to have fused shut

We have our tea

So i can wash down that concrete glue

That chokes me

And I’m scaring myself

We sit across the table from each other

With you,

trying desperately to communicate

with me.

You go over your same routes

With Sometimes different words but

They all are possessed by that feeling

I’m lonely lonely lonely lonely

half-wits; that we both are

And when I open my mouth

To

tell you

Why i have been running all these years

They start to fill with tears

And suddenly I have Put my heart in a pail.

In order to live forever;

my warmth must be contained

Even as cold as i am

4

Your lips are drawn into frowns.

Mother, you always told me

That my father doesn’t love you

Because you don’t do what he wants you to

And you never saw what was wrong

With that

You never left or fought back

Stop telling me you love me

And reverse all those times

Where disappointment

Was no stranger in the room

5

It is only human to wish to hide

Cover up our beauty with our dark vice

Flora and Sin;

Fauna and Trust Issues

What a drag it is to think and divulge

Disassembling for easier travel

Consumption;

my fatal wasting disease