DOUBLE YELLOW LINES.

Don’t think to where your soul turns inside out,

Or where your eyes burn into bubble dust. The

Piano is floating down river, to meet us before

Sunrise. The tape is in the blender, same with my

Heart. Remember to beat the oranges to death.

Blood Red Brains drag your heels to feel the bones.

I said, Drag your heels to feel the bones.

where to begin

Lay my soul in the kitchen sink

Before the wolves and the mink,

Spin around the Yellow Moon

Candles. Planets touch ever so.

      Think. Think. Think.

chop ankles
 

Cigarette minds and pink eyes.

The ground is hollow, hands to

The dying animals. Volcanoes

Only make noise at night. Take

My teeth, take my eyes, but

Please leave my thighs. Alone

Before the water rises, algae

Between my toes. Driving along

But I don’t know where to.

Let my mind sink.

Saturday Night Blues

The fish is hanging from his teeth,

The poor man holds only two dimes

And his left eye. Ocean’s current reminds

Me of the yellow white sky. Today we will see

Mr. T one last time, right before the Devil’s

Nose job. The front door stays open during

All night hours. For the rats like to hide here.

The doorbell won’t stop screaming, and the

Woman upstairs won’t stop crying. Between

Me and I, she owes me $57.

H U M A N FRAMED M I N D.

H o l d i n g  h a n d s  w i t h  S k e l e t o n s .

The crickets are getting closer, I’m gonna shoot them.

They  crawl  in  my  ears  and  come  out  my  eyes  .

The  night  sky  will  bring  on  a  Galaxy  Ride  cus

The  Wolf  Moon  is  Blue  tonight.  Cut  your  tongue

And hold  your  breath.  Snow  brings  sadness  o n ly

To  those  who  weep  at  dusk. The bark off the trees

The  shoes with no lace. Tonight, w i l l be the night

dead melodies under the cemetery tree. 

Today I fell asleep under The Cemetery Tree.

Dreaming with the dead, nothing new.

The air-conditioned sun kept the toads away.

Before I knew it, my dad came back from the dead.

We danced, he talked, we watched the sunset clouds

To sleep. The cemetery ground took him back before

The morning. Purple Hummingbirds brought me home.

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Lazy bumblebees dance with the grass blades.

No one here will get out, the Devil said so.

Who wants to breathe anyways? Written in the

Dust, words of a lie. Wash the window, so you

Can hear me better. The sunlight will shine

Through, the mango tress will sway. Stay if you

Please, and wear your sunglasses at night. The

Stars are on fire, and that will hurt your soul.

Don’t take the greed from your neighbor, the

Black in his eyes don’t match. The renaissance

Dance will now begin.