
I want to call
specific attention
to the mating
and cuddle
settings,
because
they result in
a nearly
perfect
breeding
situation.
You say
puff pastry you say
tax credit is a bulldog
by now she’s
probably lost in traffic
skin darker than guns
my father’s obsessed
it will be hungry
that guy who
makes hot sauce
climbs up my forefinger and into
whatever the girls’ mortal wound —
And I’m all like, bent, reaching
raise my hand to the horizon, beside
el niño spirit; and the exploded
my palm — safety — I straighten, &
down into the garbage where I roach
the Willis Tower, comparing, &
the vile, beautiful blattaria leaves me
and scales its black terrace and ponders
its sudden, liberal transformation — soon
as a way to juxtapose the mundane
condition the banal, blue
body; the salted, post-, uncombed
She didn’t even
take it
or gibberish in a cafeteria line
or bleeding all over Italy.
with Stevie Ray Vaughan
Includes four lines from "I love winter nights..." by Paul Ferrell, published in "The Cosby Show" (2015) by Water of Life Press.
Winter landscape The statue The disciple A point of age The traveller The ball poem Fare well The spinning heart Parting as descent Desires of men and women World-telegram Ancestor Boston Common: a meditation upon the hero The moon and the night and the men The enemies of angels Canto amour Young woman's song The song of the demented priest The song of the young Hawaiian The song of the tortured girl The song of the bridegroom Rock-study with wanderer The long New Year's Eve Narcissus moving The dispossessed Scots poem.
Source: “Library of congress LCCN Permalink for 94838656.” The Library of Congress. n.d. Web.
A pencil marked Post-it found in a lobby in Edison, N.J.
“one of the Seraphs eg
[angel] flew towards me in
his hands was a hot
coal he had taken from
the [altar] with tongs.
He touched my mouth
with it & said Look this
coal has touched your lips
your evil is removed
my evil is removed
my sin is forgiven”
“(H)
Jelmin Caba”