Sunday, June 21, 2009

Happy Birthday

I have to end the night wishing Nick Folger a happy birthday. We love and miss you Nick. Big Hugs.

June 21st

There is a taste in my mouth of toasted marshmallows. (lighter falls to the ground) Blue opaque Bic and green transparent Ace sit side by side over American Spirit pack, red organic. Mini Fred plant in a hand-painted flower pot with base. Great kids she has. A funnel is swirling in my head, leading to god knows where, up to the stars where some scenario is playing out that I can't see. Today is/was my anniversary, the longest day of the year, the summer solstice, the day of jellyfish and horseshoe crabs. Both ancient creatures I am fond of, though not equally. "Oh, so you are telling me not to pick them up by the tails." Well, yes, but they aren't actually tails. Wow, I miss the beach. So many drawings of outer space lately. And I am alone. Lonely. But that doesn't mean I wasn't before. Just wine and smoke. Organic smoke, ha.

Last one tonight (maybe)

Series Tonight







How?

when?

a pretty mess

Stability? hehehe

what I want

group shot

map

etcetera

i have a bedroom
i have a radiohead
i have a scanner plugged in

colorful
playful
monkey-filled
secretly
happy
life?

it's mixed

not yet

not so brave enough

yet

not careless enough

enjoy it all around

watch your step

don't let it hold

anything back

grab your ankles and
give a good scream

just out in the open,
like this...

make it shrill
and loudly irritating

develop a third nipple on
your wrist

treat your sister
with care

ease into new situations

don't let love get away

but never intrude on a
situation

tell the people around
you how you feel

in your own way, of course.

a whoop whoop shout out



open star clusters

Saturday, June 13, 2009

Touchpad Annoyance

My touchpad is freaking outday. on mebe readable anyway so I may as well will not s post . Rehoboth Beach is a chill place. They move slower there...lol Well, thiused to to
I've given up on correctingon now. i get t took a while tomes and tha sound, in Milford, CT but the ocean is so much different.

The waves knocked me over a few ti
me ever! I grew up on thefirst ocean for thelaware was SO much fun! I swam in theit. Back from
vacati

Hay(na)ku for Boxy

Stips of paper
sliced by
you

for
coiling in
the choppy sea.

En masse shreds
bob on
waves

presenting
a landscape
of colored interest.

Thursday, June 4, 2009

into it

god damn man.
crazy little
fucker.

Take it Back

This is a collaboration between my roommate and I. Mostly a word association poem with a general theme.

Empowerment
Lively
Fun
Sunshine
Roses
Aphids
Slugs
Tar
Tinctures
Flower juice
Frogs
Fresh
New thoughts
Cradle
New Life

silly little flower

Replaced.
Rose Bud Vase.


Graduate.

Kitchen Lisa

Tea kettle whistle.
Spoon turning.
Scrape.

Off to vacate

Start working again.
Don't pay attention
to the man who is
throwing you.

Knocked off.

Ineffectual.

Balance.

Wednesday, June 3, 2009

Peaches

Your life is
a rainbow
hurricane.

You suffer and
obfuscate. Land
clearly.

Mind the details.
Crisp. Punctual.
Exert.