3 Poems

FIRST EYE

A naked drowning victim inhabits my radical utopia.

The wildest onslaught of evil forces

The usual wealth of secret signs and riddles.

A naked drifting spleen stalks Johanna and the devil

Surrounded by priests in cumshot.

Their semen-sermons usher in 

Rocket ships depositing experimental environments. 

I quit flies on the flypaper.

A utopian underworld contains prayer-books for the shoeless snowflake. 

BEAUTY

I sink my fangs into a rubbery-male shortness of breath.

I pass unnoticed.

Goddamn a field of flowers.

Like an asshole on a hand

They do otherwise.

Waves in the imperceptible tar once your dad

Order the anxiety of nests.

Those baby hosts numb me as night middles. 

I love the sound of going nowhere.

EAT ANYTHING

Because of my hair

I throw away most things.

I believe in traveling light, like the kid

With no chest in my tooth when I think.

On the road back to a mountain monastery I drink

A grave, hear the wind, and look oak.

Two tomatoes howl into the fog.

Another fireball just fell out. 

I write my wife the stone here.