If I had to guess which chess set belonged to the dead man
and had nothing to go on
I’d rely on intuition
I'd go back to school if I had the tuition
Each droplet spilled a fluid sedition
Mushrooms in prison
I'm pissing in a field of wisteria
Biscuits for breakfast hysteria
Bloodlet every condition ripping the flesh and swallowing pellets
I'd sell it to anyone
the new flags are relics
Pelican hand cannon
Rain dance the river Shannon
she rose from the canyon and they were saddened
she chose a bandit and they deposited, deposed a madman
A fragment of the palace in an hourglass
the gas lamps were lit
and they poured the Chablis
in the champagne the campaign was through mountains
fields of plantains and clouds of lightning
we took coins from fountains at night
we heard crying animal eyes green and gold
we fought colds and vines
Saw the divide between land and sky
slept in goldmines and turned away and then always regretted it
no one sees the ship the way that we do
And I can't stand insane in the weed bed
membrane between my claw and my abdomen
Salome and the Hessians are valeted
we play on Sunday
talk poetry and ballet
Cali accent only half learned my fractions
the machinations of my factions phalanx
fallible
genuflects and I worry about you relapsing
collapsing in my folding chair mouth foaming aspirin cabinet
empty century
sideways windows
move to the music and muscles
my life under bush and the bushes in Brussels
rush with the thrush smoking kush in a Silverado
where all the pills were swallowed
you say tomato and I klamato
middle school where all their praise rang hollow
beneath the churlish bells I could imagine tomorrow
I'll call after the pictures of the scars load
and I'm covered in cream call me a la mode
you're so full of shit ima call you commode
Awful jaws then touch troughs
almond ochre colored eyes are hot
Bram Stoker got dysentery dripping
the buildings were an exhausted green color
and their angles looked to me like sketches from a charcoal pencil we
Were walking at a railway crossing
we were drinking cold water from a steel cylinder with screw-on plastic lids
The car’s paint is the color of a tooth and the inside is tan like a canvas tent
In the desert, it was some afternoon in the red-hued summertime
We lit smokes and sat on a deep sense of urgency
You urged me to turn the keys
The radio rang out news of the Burmese burning away something old
I wanted to talk to you really bad physically but the ocean looked so grey and cold
it did not bode well
i felt shallow
The medicine penetrated and I've seen all the colors of the world through a dice set
From snake eyes as the light’s streaming from her thighs and fingertips
like maria in the old pictures
I've taken many pills and this one’s the bitterest
Minutes in an electric current
This business I ran right through it
In a tin or a cart full of turnips
I'm in an earnest lemming’s way
Full it dies clasped
solidarity lemon and eggs bend your legs
Its Saturday its Sunday
the mesa kids skate to CVS to buy alcohol
Mexican beer and Irish whiskey
they wear shorts and hats and long clean flannel
they are blonde and brown-skinned and could be anywhere between 12 and 30.