Night Vision Revisited
I’d clean the killing lens night vision
with submarine seawater, but, the
eviscerated blindness is lodged off
in the long term
low intensity conflict
never fully sanitized
as the world pulls warm winter covers
up over the collective mindless head
waiting for a new delicate darkness
without fair trials touching down inside
unjust economic system cyber-tent sales
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but, if anyone
or poisons sinkholes
as a cold case walks by,
not quite forgiven
when the state needs money
after receiving individuals
incensed by mouthpieces
for the vampiric economy
for the acquisitions-avoidance
culture receiving so many
Horse-girls lasso me in, and brand me a “Sore Loser.”
He had never seen a Siberian winter until she said, “I have a boyfriend.”
In the T.V. illuminated room, a bill from the gym could barely be read, “over-due notice.”
The only commercial that has ever made me cry, ended by declaring that “A diamond is forever.”
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“Next year’s Valentine’s day dinner will be much better, he declared,” after pushing “2, 0, 0, start.” on the microwave key pad.
I set my alarm to take the chemo.
I shouldn’t have called her…
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Crumbling Values Disruptions to city life are only noticed when they inconvenience people. Explosions, acts of terror, other extreme occurrences get everyone’s attention. A few try to help, some sympathize, many ignore the event a minor distraction as long as it doesn’t affect them and continue normal routines indifferent to the suffering of others.
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“Look at my pussy,
it’ll make you feel better”
she said, as she stood
in the shower, one leg in
tub, the other up on
the ledge, her hand
parting her lips as she
smiled: a few moments
earlier I had noticed a text
come through her phone
from her dealer, picked it up
and scrolled through the
message history: she assured
me it was her friend who
had used her phone to text
him about fucking and what
not, and that she would
never cheat on me: later
that night I found out she
was lying: I thought of her pussy
but it didn’t make me feel better.
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The Mundanity of Chronic Illness
when i say that i don’t want to live like this, it’s not an idle suicide threat
it’s just that i’m tired of my life exploding
little explosions and big explosions
not just my life, but my brain
my kidneys are fine for now, thank you
because someone (hollywood?) must think bipolar is so exciting
not the days when you can’t string three words together but go to work anyways with the other ten stuck in the cosmos
not the evenings alone at the kitchen table because you have alienated the other three
not the tremor or dizziness or running into walls or the stupid snakes
that aren’t snakes but (my doctor says) might be a tumor but it isn’t a tumor because I’ve been dealing with this shit too long
not the fear that the only things that have worked are not working
the scars on my body are not exciting
the incompetence is not exciting
the ways i’ve let everyone down – still not exciting
yesterday the phlebotomist told me her mom is taking such a high dose she doesn’t know if it’s still her mom
i didn’t say that maybe she is more herself
i didn’t say that there are no angels
no self, just
ions, synapses, protein
codes that don’t get screwed up, just passed down
which is unbelievably pointless
i want to open my brain from the base of my skull and pull out the snakes
hollywood would love it
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ON A THEME FROM BRECHT
Wisdom was passed on from mouth to mouth.
And wisdom was passed on from mouth to mouth
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in soft kisses, quickly lost, like music
from her piano. Windows let notes out
last night (and it was the last night) and you ran
after them with your net. Then starry air
found its way back into your open mouth.
Your tongue brushed her wisdom as it landed
on fact. Her candle out, the smoking wick
a token of wisdom from her mouth’s lair.