before unzipping

the shrimp's gray slip

there must first be a dance

i'll grope your breast

like a blind woman

grasping for fruit

in the produce aisle

coffee mug of valerian

two good dreams

one bad

a sparrow dips

into the drinking fountain

dreaming of coca cola

shaking all the hands

from the tree

as she lectured

her hands kept stirring

the soup her father

made last night

tonight I wish to say

something

about the moon

tunneling into the olive

one finger at a time

I walk down the grocery aisle

threatening the frozen turkeys

the raindeer

inspect each christmas tree

personally

gorillas moaning

in the librarylight

the fence crouched down

about to vomit

under the sticker

on the apple

was another sticker

I retrieve the honey

from the honey place

I rub my head like a cat

along my girlfriend's thigh

to mark that she's mine

I turn my bed around

by placing the pillows

at my feet

my shoes

won't get home

before sunset

walkway after walkway

memories starved

into stone

the wall stood up

and made a run for the border

the turtleneck tells me

start making faces

if it becomes unbearable

hi, it's me. I'm heading home.

and yes to madness.

see you soon.