strung out on meds
out of your head
space – face – the smallest
bigger than one page into two
linoleum tiles, purple
greener than the body of
your executed brother,
how I met your
face, in a space – this

I never got a body
just legs
I got a ****,
two feet
two eyes – everything
but a body all the
parts, one heart

you’re one thing on the job
I’m one thing on the you
but there’s no-one
thing, we’re all things
brains firing without the permission of
the NRA, fluoxetine, the American MA doc
talk, talk, talk to me
tell me your game
plan, without the permission, your boss
on the job, another thing – a second

I hate that there’s hair on my floor
I hate that you didn’t put it there
but you know what it is – I know that it is
brown and yellow, find another, eat a breath mint
where’s my mother?
yes – oh, tell me where she is – can I call
her, has no cell phone
pick up on it
miss my father.

Kitty
mooshi
Mulan
too big for her time
too circle for her square
it away, box your books
address kitten across town
across worlds, across
windows, blackened like
soap-box, and your mother

Anna
hiding behind books
hiding behind look
at me, nothing,
please shelve the books
look at me, Anne
Anna – your ghost
you are the most
biggest, I see you Anna
hiding behind smoke

Carry on my wayward son
I’ll be gone and you’ll be done
I don’t want you to
do what I tell you to but
do what I want you to
do it and dye your hair blue
your nails black and
blue like your eyes when you came from your mother
Do you need another, she
mother with eyes