bliss between dumpsters spilling
bliss, watching 3 dogs hike
snowbanks laced with output
of filth, snorting the stream
of thin wind through which
the afternoon mail arrives hard
in a hail of extinguished cig butts

bliss pinned down by securities
to concrete, breezes docked
in the ghost paint glow
torch melted plastic round
the hulls of ship instruments
orange peel pathways strum

toilets ripped open to the
split paws of disintegrating
suns travel banana universe
for melting amps valley and canyon
touched descending by walnut
shells crushed open by falling
armored bodies in a haze of sex

unspoiled, pink rectal print outstanding
on the keys of antique organs,
black & white bliss, skins meeting
in the goblet of ice capital,
gluing desks to a diamond skyscraper
mirage, forehead-projected, from a deck chair

of half-spent beach threads,
peach picnic blanket wrapped
around the yellow fortress
of an illegal corpse, trees
fragile as ferns clamoring
silver & gold launderette
with once clapped hands

those who feel themselves dissolving
in the acidic pleasure of life
pacing venereal barber rooms
wearing tar glasses,
in a quiet reign of terror
vulvic mirrors in high
hologrammic escapes
of total whole soul,
supermarket crowds doused
with sadnesses, who went through
the green glass of an old church window
clutching at engine-greased jungle gym
scaffolding all the way quiet white down,
oceanic newspaper in grips

in close outer space
there is a scorched gas station
where a girl waits on the customer side
of the counter with burned cash
in her hand I run the numbering
tagging instruments with neon tinted knuckles
pull fried chicken's wings
out of the speakers on each ear
of the stereo, concrete widens
covering more and more
with coolness in freeway world,
all barriers are made of plastic

police ribbons all adrip with ejaculate
grandma's smoke solitaire living room couch
echoes of our cash register clang
lovemaking paid hour after hour
moss frame pictures in darkest hall
crafted by dim explosives toward puppet dark
of stuffed animal pillow prism land,
our android foreheads a lacework
of quilted rainbow unicorn horns deeply up
the pulse of pure-hearted rectums,

palace of white yellow air
in the barn-stained afternoon,
aunt's face folded deep marked in a book
as the garage melts open
onto melted driveway dead
cat in black and white clitoral pebbles
paving pineneedle streaked with cone rain
toward path magnetized
on the mouth of a basketball hoop
net wobbling like drool
wind diced fragmented by goldenrod blades,
roofs one story above thriving gardens sprinkling
speck minerals into hyacinth throats naked
robot growth face of crooked violent sunflowers.

if the shadow staggers,
there must be a man in it
trying to get back to his love
through the networks of barbecue.
At dusk, he massages its rectum
with a swingset, he pulls
a white cat--fluff
on a pleased skeleton--
out of its mouth.
There are paths along the sides
of nearby rivers that run
much faster than the water.
From them you can look over ferns
like a god of very small things
and watch the sports field turn
into a vortex of too many crayon
colors, grass melting in triangular areas.
On an invisible picnic table
whose presence you're aware of
someone of indeterminate sex is banging
the strings of a guitar
with a long flimsy twig. You are
their hairdo, or a frog, there are
factories turning into dust; workers
are now wanderers, of streets that have
no business. Some former enemy
has been the only one busy,
turning certain bricks
into certain flowers.

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watch from melted city stoop
raccoon double back from
the torn trashbag, eyes
flashing black circles
his body a small packet of energy
mated with tar, wet earth
tin rattling fire escape guns

observe your feet severed
by frisbee's manhole cover,
staring the scamper down
styrofoam alleyway, grey fur
nuclear universe, needlepoint pupils
the raccoon nuzzle reinforcements
towards the multimillion
garage storage cities, blood-drained
humans losing population to raccoons
in their glint moon robber masks,
tiny mutant superheroes
in the burnt driver's seats
of car dump city all over

pregnant silver mound of soil
coons swarm empty swimming pools
of the rich who sent their lobes
frontal through the blades of glass
coffee table while the coons crawled

thousands of wet dice scattered on frozen ponds
series after series, a phallus
skyscraper impaling the last
basketball hoop, two frog kids
heartbroken under the dumb lightning kissing,
trembling junk in its yard soaked kittens
trembling around the struck antenna,
we'll soothe and surge martini-mouthed
under the river oaks, I'll remember
with many fish spines the brains hot
towards the core of your parent's backyard
where you shredded my canoe of mute lips
into wandering cumulous, I wish
were were struck into the air
and the air hard, being hard spat darts
graph charted against the roof of the
unattended planetarium.