Mary pale as ground xerox coring apple pallets
My mother foreign
I wonder what I’m hiding from
She’d rather give away my syllables with long stems

Absolution
There’s a lapping tongue in her vagina
Halliburton is president
Patches of dark sky along the riverbank

Everything around me has veins
Still wondering what to do about some information
Words draw wads of dew across sorcery
The moon’s anger scars vinyl

Waiting for the man
Her mind in order

Ephemeral, late
Distinct
Heat below the clothes
Shaking and popping down Clifton ave

The rat’s house, underneath
I am shaped like water for you
The soft cigarette
Car alarms chittering across cubist blocks

Breathe out, breathe in
August sugars geysers of heat-dancing now
It’s standard
Little Orange Pills

Everyone hurts
These clouds quiver like hammers dousing

A panel will call for changes in the planning, construction and operation of skyscrapers, according to officials
Morning light thick with the Agent
Wake up, cocaine
Skinny brillohead kid lifting cars in iffy neighborhoods

To be liquid in distance
Gag reflex
Limitless it-ness
You’re in Hershey formation

What it’s like to be clean
Your pride still hot in your belly
Joseph reckless on the server
Why all this naming in nouns

Black cats bounding over everything
Our little dog, Two

Grape Kool-Aid
Choking
Or I fall in an anchored room
O Spring: your lamps blare into the street

This sudden comfort, unhinged and surprised
The Agent redraws her sight
Glazed
These clouds spinning over the parking lot

The Street
We take turns coming
Once a week
The moon hides when I’m hard

Arial, Helvitca, Sans-Serif
I carry with me the grid on which I saw it all

The delicate explosions
The soft white birds
dawn prickly wet on face