As It Is
We consulted with her brother
about heteronyms & burnout.
Corridor & beetroot.
Goosebumps an hour north. Disrupt
or be disrupted. Puffins on raw rock.
Redwood rafters out of sight. Or
retreatants, thereof.
After the hangovers & guilt-trips. Quite
often kicking the door blasting
texts in the shower.
I almost fell over trying
to put something on.
This onion has bedroom eyes.
Love in the raw.
In return even louder.
Pink Alert
He outrightly laughs
at their pearl-clutching
next to the underpass
madness of the voice-over
while I'm having
my neck examined
with a taste of the east
a step into the
bottomless word
not quite a blank slate to work on
you wore no underwear
only a black tank top
caught a midday plane
to New Orleans
one poem is just a
door leading to the next door
Ledge and Gristle
Tonic and zine
as the music was
being cooked. Reels,
layer, chubby tenor.
A surge of chords
mowing a lawn. There's
more to heckling dominoes
than you know. Acidic
as a backlit snarl. So
fiddle around, stay loose,
tip off a walkout.
Recording on the fly. A
vault to crack. Brave
the trip. Blow an amp.