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Umbrellas Holding Up Half the Sky
in the beginning everything was gently bent and arcing towards a happy ending just beyond ground zero. post-big-bang: found footage horror scripts, written by soggy meat treading water in a jar. some lessons last a lifetime. lucky for me i don’t exist. i mean my self’s a movie, a person’s a process, and what does the milky way look like to a rock? that’s what i want to know. learned astronomers,…
This Sounds Symbolic But I Swear It Isn't
missed the cutoff for the breakfast special. funny, didn’t see heartache on the menu. the server’s tattoo says welcome to the jungle, and what we don’t know about jungles could fill libraries. the ink fades. then in dreams i pick the lock on the old apartment. the dead landlord’s words just ooze with subtext. never farther from 1997 than i am right now. scary to think about but not as scary as…
Foam Rubber Bazooka Pest Control
they said hard reboot and i thought they meant something else. hamster wheel pistons whine and cool down, brief gap of holy silence, then back to the atonal howl we call normal. i was looking for an actual new boot, one without sorry solder spatter, scary scuffs from when i gave in, started remembering i-love-yous from october 1997, and couldn’t stop kicking the wall for weeks. she’s a model…
Love Theme with Bleeding Gums
spent a semester trying to staple soap bubbles to the wall, only to find i just don’t have the knack. blooming smokestacks, hit and miss harvest of iron sulfide. that spiky-headed thistle, i swear it was a mirror, and your seat belt warranty’s void when the high-speed collision’s between your ears. can’t really relate to people who’ve never crazy-glued themselves to the eye in the sky, the…
Mystery of the Missing Halo
she was in a bad mood for that whole year, blamed it on the big bang, the false positive. i loitered at the 24-hour lifting gym, told lies about everything. there were movers and shakers there, selling time-share condos and getting zoning laws forever changed. the mind-body problem was no problem for me. the wind blew in from the south. amid detours of plastics and static, i felt a golden age…
Transformer with a Hangover
broke a plate, waited for the applause from the live stutdio audience. waited a long time. some mornings you just stare as your flimsy fictions scatter like roaches in sudden incandescent light. so you reshuffle the diary’s pages, roll the dungeonmaster’s fractal dice, patrol cannon street from dusk until dawn. in montreal i slept in laurier park by the fountain, the air thick with roses. oak…
Anti-Erosion Ode
erosion hammers away at the monuments of mammals with a little more sadism than the job requires. when i asked for reasons, head office said this is your last warning. that’s why i envy icebergs: in sunshine or rain you never hear them complain. and no birch forest ever broke his dad’s heart by changing his name and running away from home just because a guru on tv said follow your bliss. you…
You Should See Dorothee in Winter
the therapist calls problems challenges. powerful entities call me dear occupant. the call of the wild called, left brochures in my mailbox when i didn’t answer. i swam all the way to the other side, only to find it was a carbon copy of this side, complete with a gargantua-sized father figure saying i told you so. it made me sad, like discovering all the flowers in the emergency room were toxic…
