2010 SKETCHES

1)

And a lot of cute girls love that premature baby

Looking fabulous as it hand glides.

And a lot of cute guys love that gallbladder

Squashing along like a hot pink premiere

With a gazillion pantsuits fashioned from surgical lights.

And soundscapes of elephant

Litter the soy sauce strangeness

Of a romance between conjoined twins

After they've sawed each other apart to death; to

Shanghai, my father looks for a peculiar strain of cilantro, then

Spends his deep strangeness inside an outdoor cage

Digesting me.

2)

Feels like a neverending year where my woman 

Wants to increase the many moments that

A writer could write while staying the same person

Even if everything that nourishes deep down

Is actually some dying urge 

Looming above

Should I be able to repeat

Our real fruit flavor

With a mouthwatering aroma

Fast absorbing

Dangerous levels of spatula

Over steady backbeats

3)

I euthanize the live ones.

I call them an angry force or the shitty.

After hours in a fishbowl

More consumers cite parasitic worms

Than all other media combined.

I'm just going to keep my head down to avoid

Seeing the whale carcasses decomposing in the chow hall.

It's hard to prevent my drunken driving from sucking one of them.

This central midmorning of thick crowds

Gropes and stalks those religious people

Like they're the bloodiest and certainly

The most anatomical martyrs

Since Sam Walton and George Dayton.

An avalanche refloats

Well out to sea.

I concentrate on the boiling rovers.