the clown's makes sure we're alone

before squeaking out the message

on his rubber nose

why are we rowing this boat

one duck asks the other

it doesn’t matter

the other replies

we can’t stop now

teeth turning on inside the corpse lamps

waking with the flu

a stranger

breathing inside me

on the cutting board

stalks of celery

squirming

from the candle of my forefinger
blood rises like smoke

riding the trolley

we are shivering puppies

heading towards our new homes

in an empty parking lot

the senile duck

quacking softly to itself

leaves flitting

back and forth

in the sparrow tree

today the wall outside our apartment

was wearing a brand new coat

of spray paint

I can’t wait to see

what it’s wearing tomorrow

I removed from the poem

all mention of bananas

semen smell of bleach

splashed across the walkway

climbing into

the windows

of her nose

in a room between

two points of emptiness

a child keeps calling out

yo-yo

a man sits bobbing

his head to poetry

we strange birds

each day

the hair on the statue

grew a little longer

iceland
ice and
 celan
     and
i   land

pigeons dipping beaks
into the oilspill of sunset

apple ceviche chocolate milk salsa

copper worms

smell of copper

taste of worms

dotting the telephone poles

rows of dogs wondering

how they got up there

commas of blood

the crime scene splattered with words

will agamemnon

or klytaimestra

fuck my wife tonight

for protection

place the toilet seat

on your head

to make the baby even sweeter

I place him inside a sugarbowl

but when I take him out

he's just sticky

before destroying

the spiderweb

take a picture

shaking out the last tears

from the bottle of hotsauce