People like you they
eat **** and call it
caviar and never
offer me a spoon
full (no thanks
******)
People like you
carry Hellos like
indented designer
scars FROM BLOOMIES
screamed in my ear and
FROM BARNEYS
(*******)
People like you
run over cars instead
of cars running over
them taxis even stop
and pick them up
and **** like that
People like you
smell different
to feral people
like me, sitting in
Central Park waiting
for the Museum of
Natural History to
open cuz it's free
and it's cold and
I stink and The Oak
Room threw me out
decades ago do you
recognize me?
People like you
live forever, are 30
years old forever
not me, I turned 80
on my 8th birthday
People like you
do not see me
thankfully the
shock would add
a good 20 years
to the bottoms
of your shoes
nope you don't
have to tell
people like
me dead from
the neck up
unwanted from
the neck down
dead like that
people like me
put a fancy dress
on it, buy it a bicycle
and a cashmere coat
to hold in the disaster
people like you don't
want to see

Some people eat dreams

for
breakfast

and
lunch

and
dinner

and it's not even because
they can't afford food

Time flies. Unless you
can't tell time.

A word to the wise is useless
if it makes no sense.

Passing an irregular verb.

I'm happy to see you
(answer) I'm happy you're
happy to see me.

I wake up like there's a
fire ******* up my ***.

It's like getting half of your
**** ******- and not the
top half.

Dog (sketch of dog).

****** smile.

Barry's number in case
I forget it (no number written).

Miss What Felony
Police (illegible)
no Jeopardy.

We're still anonymous.

(Thank goodness I write all
of this stuff down!)

No one need
tell how we met
again here
      under
         the
            steady
gaze
of the moon
plumped by love
first silvery and
jelly smooth,
         nothing
   daylight could ever
            improve (this
is what I think)
when I face the window
and let the moon
lick my body
   when you are  
      through
                     You
heat the wet side
of me like syrup
in a spoon
while the radiator
clatters, sings
way
out of tune
      (ribbons of heat
         over flesh cooled
            by the moon
Back and forth)
if only
I could stretch the
      night; I whisper
I love you and
again
      I say it
too soon

My body did not
tell your body
she was planning
a party there
I hope it's okay
no one is invited
but you, most of
you, that is, and
only the best parts
of mine

(By invitation only
we will leave the
rest behind)

My body wants
your body to
maybe keep
your brain
out of this
that is no thinking
allowed, not even
mine, crowded
thoughts
they ruin it
don't they?
they ruin a good
party every time

My body wants
your body; I hope
your body wants
mine

I've glommed on
to the skin's erie plahn
grow bones and brains
to carry me around and
rub me up aghainst
everiedamnthingahh