It seems that you have stumbled upon this site, for which I have no answer as to why you are here. All I have for you are more questions. Questions upon questions upon questions. So, if you don’t want to think, or you expect some kind of answer, then run little one. Run very quickly away. For this is not the place for you, and you have stumbled into an ever expanding mind with no foreseeable exit.
The strange sensation of giving space in public
even now don’t give it to me
Give me this
and give me my space in public
the space to freely move this body
through the street
engaging in ____ repetition
Repeat this monstrous rhythm
within this entrapped tradition of
moving through the physical space
Give me this because I will gratuitously give you
EVERY _____ TIME
your voices echo
up these walls
and through the subway
I give you
would you kindly give
When you date the man you’re going to marry,
only to realize you don’t want to be married.
When you love the woman you wish you could be,
only to realize you could never be loved.
When you kiss someone goodbye,
only to realize you were saying hello.
When you break your heart,
only to realize it never needed mending.
When you hold someone close,
only to realize you pulled them through you.
When you become a parent,
only to realize you are barren.
When your adjectives become the adverbs of the actions
you wish you could perform.
I am skeleton buildings and pallet furniture
I am insulated under armor
I am a loophole on repeat
I am pinto beans and pineapple rings
Consummation of voracious cultural consumption
I am a threshold
A door frame that presents the
Pretty picture of me
For the rest of the world to see
Because I am a square that moves like a circle
But squares are not supposed to move like circles
They are sturdy and unmoving
There are 4 corners
And 4 sides
4 90 degree angles
Which is the exact circumference of a circle
We are never as we appear
Because we have so much potential symmetry
Run you ragged and leave you on the floor
coming down from a gnarly cocktail of drugs and debauchery.
The onlookers grin because they have undoubtedly been there before,
possibly even yesterday,
and there’s no distinction
between the week or weekend,
between opening and closing.
there’s no distinction for closing times because
bars and clubs
which is a common mistake
the amateurs make.
Starting strong in the beginning and
assuming that the venues and owners have
your best interest in mind
which is foolish
because they already have your money.
As if they would flick their lights and corral you
out into the morning light,
like good little paying penguins, but
because for every stupid penguin that falls off the cliff,
there is always another eagerly waiting to
take the plunge.
stand in line little penguin.
Pay, plunge, and
earn your stamp.
This is so sloppy
and I like it.
Please help me fix the horrible mistake I’ve made tonight!
You’re the only one I love … right now anyway.
I want to put as much of you inside me as possible.
Should I brush my teeth after this?
I’m gunna hide what’s left of you in the trash because I’ve had you three times this week, and I can’t have my sober self finding you again.
I’m going to make everyone try you especially my Mom.
I love you döner kebab.
I know you feel
to this space
my time is
you are foolish
on the page
will haunt you
just as I
privileged white man.
My friend Heimat lives in a box which she wears everywhere we go. It constantly causes conflicts when making dinner reservations. The last time we made a dinner reservation, after crossing the threshold of the restaurant, she grew larger than the door continuously banging into the door frame. She grew embarrassed and shriveled down to a matchbox. I picked her up, kissed her, walked in, and was escorted to our table.
The service was horrible or maybe we were never supposed to be there. The other guests closed their eyes as they ate, and the waitstaff’s heads were always transfixed on our position regardless of where their bodies were moving. When the food arrive, it was cold and had a hair in it.
I signaled the waiter to explain the poor state of the meal.
“Nicht mein Problem,” they retorted and handed me the check.
I looked at the total as the numbers fell off the table. I whispered to Heimat who opened her matchbox, and I climbed in and fell asleep. When I awoke and climbed out, the restaurant was closed and everyone was gone.