she is ok, I think
she went back to her safe place
you’re there too, she said
everyone is
it’s very lovely, I hear

I will want to kiss you
a lot
I hope you still have time for that

if you can’t be with the one you love
take care of the one you’re with

I dreamed you wrote me a poem
because that is the extent
of my dreams now

I dreamed of art
Art!!
shifting paintings
surreal color
magical canvases
laughing soul sculptures
life is beautiful

I’ve decided we can’t be friends
I’m going to be someone else now
and she’s very busy
with 6,999 bad poems to write

I’m bored.
You’re interesting.
At a respectful distance.

in every complex, nonsensical pattern
there is a logic
that is beautiful and sublime

will you come to my funeral
at least
will you say good bye
will you say
see you next time

our kisses are being edited
playing over and over
forward and back
slow and fast
clip clip clip
pause delete copy

we may need to do a few more takes

I spring new traps
to escape old traps
but only with you am I free

I’m thinking
don’t touch me
lately I’m always thinking
don’t touch me
I shudder
I’m responsible
for everything
don’t touch me
don’t ever touch me
again
I wish I could say it

cookies and tea
and a hand on the knee
are a few of the things
I find most lovely

history is a comedy
of things that felt right
the world was flat
we were at the center
there was no such thing as atoms or molecules or bacteria
god existed
it’s all very funny now

I just don’t want to be hit in the head
with a baseball bat
when I’m not looking
so if you’re going to hit me in the head
with a baseball bat
make sure I’m looking

you need a certain amount of magical thinking
to penetrate the reality of the world
but just enough
to inform the development of your technology
and empirical studies
and no more

this is a challenge
which is why there is such a fine line
between nutcase
and genius

I don’t know if you are large
or small
I just know reality bends around you
...
which means you are very dense
...

I wanted to be stolen
like diamonds in a heist
I wanted you to outwit
security

you did my thing for a while
then I did your thing for a while
(sorry I wasn’t so good at your thing)
but I figure it’s my turn now again anyway

There’s only one thing better than ***, drugs, or meditation
And that’s a good run in the middle of the night
with your tunes just slammin’
That moon is a bonus

I suspect there’s a huge part of me
you would never have understood
I wouldn’t even have shared it with you
to be honest
it’s just unfortunate
you went stomping through it
like a rhinoceros
in a field of wildflowers

you excited my thoughts
which then swooned about
like drunk fireflies on a warm summer night

the fox visited two hen houses
one of the chickens lost her head
ran off
and never came back

I just stare at the screen
the screen itself
—not any of the contents on it—
just the screen
an object of fantasy and lust
which is quite a modern fetish

you’re right, though
I don’t plan on going anywhere now
he’s gone from my dreams
and you’re a faceless monster
I’ll stick it out with the carpenter
as long as I can

I want
to care
but the question is unfair
from one has never
touched my hair
or left his lair
or returned, in person
my loving stare

hazy thoughts
sleepy limbs
groaning bones
groaning alone
your face
in my mind
saying sleep
stay
snuggle

you could fix it
so easily
that’s what makes you suspicious
you don’t

what’s your game mate?
what are you playing for?

I feel really good about this thing
my self
I’m going to run it all over town
with sparkly flashing gear
and cool kicks

I’m not sure who wrote that last poem
but she seemed nice

when I’m done being mean
I will go away
don’t worry
I have a lot of mean left
(but I do have a short attention span)

I never think
what could’ve been
I never think like that
what is
is
that’s always been enough for me

a kitty is thinking sweet poetry thoughts
purring in the sun
on a bed of warmly blooming heather

I don’t want to swipe right
I don’t want to meet someone new
I only want you

I thought you were going to slay some dragons
...when?
when were you going to do that?
I saved some for you
like you asked

don’t hit your head
on a button that’s red
because if you’ve seen the commercials
that’s supposed to be the “easy” button

I will be available for eternity
next month

I want you back
and front
and side to side

my memory is like DNA
there’s some really important stuff in there
the rest of it is just junk

Liam Neeson was a great tree
he made me cry prodigiously

Supertramp said it better than I ever could,
Hope you find your paradise.

I used to love your ears
you have big goofy ears
I suppose they match my weird smile
and strange face
but none of that matters now

once you’ve been cut down
I’m not sure it’s true
you’ll come back bigger
and stronger
I’m not sure
wiser, maybe
(more cynical?)
but stronger?
I don’t know

you’ll persist
this is all I know
so far
you’ll persist

I am happy.

Thank you for your participation
in the Happy Evolution Human Experiment.

I’d like if you could face the breakfast
and the music
it would be a great show

whenever I am encountering a tired sigh
I just take a long gentle nap
and wake up refreshed in the lovely day
full of colorful cozy question marks
and yummy snacks

I am becoming more alone
the boundary of myself
regaining definition
its been
a long time

I loved Frankenstein
but he sailed into the sunset on a flimsy dingy
I hope he makes it
to whichever fairytale he’s headed next

panic?
conscience?
counterinsurgency?
immune system?
parasites?
epileptic?
diabetic?
killer bees?
shark?
zombie?
... aliens?

legions of watchers from multiple dimensions are in love with me
I am a star
with planets, moons, asteroids, meteors, and
stardust
orbiting my light