the young couple think as one
of a baby’s name
in the shower
and emerge
famished-

in heaven on earth every animal will be eaten by god.

kid has a headache.

has headache above
a toy sailboat
the water for which
is a waste
of water.

headache is trying to see the moon
from the moon.

dad is a reader.  written somewhere
is how a headache
in a child
starts out
small.

kid reports on the water’s
temperature.  it burns.

I am the boy Abraham and I have been brought to this room to be examined because I **** my pants.  the man Abraham is my father and there is also a young adult Abraham who hands out bowling shoes on Saturdays.  the place I am from is easy to write about.  in that place the girl I love dresses like a witch and stands for hours on a high-dive above a drained pool which is closed to the public.  she never jumps, my mascot, and pretends to smoke the same cigarette which can be seen if one zooms in.  there is no food, no water, nothing responsible for hunger or thirst.  no one goes to the bathroom except to look at the toilet so the urge fades more quickly.  I am some sort of god.  if you want to hear yourself think, each house has one phone.  if you want to hear what is now me, there are phone booths everywhere.

i'm not pushing the shift key
because there's nothing left to capitalize
tantalizing thrones of angry kings
their names synonymous with imperialize

i hate you, and you hate me
one of us is lying, and i won't admit it's me
'cause you're everything i wanted
but you're nothing that I need

hollowed bones and quiet whispers
fill what's left of this tired skin
lonely lovers with lost lives stand in line
and await their goodbyes

so as i smash the space key and i silently brood
i hate the way your eyes flicker, the way you say my name
you claim that nothing is wrong between us
but your expression remains the same

i'm not afraid to tell you i hate you,
i'm afraid of what will proceed
the tyrannizing looks of saints and sinners
all believing i have, indeed, gone insane

I tied my bike to a tree and placed a water bowl
beside a food bowl
and kept the bowls
in mind.

she had entered a phase of absolute transparency.

she called it suicide and said so repeatedly.  

any was a reason she would not be around for.

he thought of his mother and father, how they avoided
being together
around the dog.

-

she was okay not being believed.  she chose both

the **** and the mythical beast John.