Tuesday, May 4, 2010

Headscissors And Farts

windows.

out of opaque glass was massed a fine rain, light seemed dolce.per Joey was not. soaking the anxieties he saw as cookies, become heavy and drop him. cups special version of the biennial lagoon and piled high on a wobbly tower of ceramics. avant-garde literary and dandy there were no more. running through the fields in August, between the ears that were no longer there. films that are yellowing, old rusty batteries. that saturate the photo left to dusty.
When the exams will end
We'll go to sea with the car
And we'll talk about when I told you
What beautiful eyes you have
Who knows how well I see

Saturday, May 1, 2010

Desert Eagle 44 For Sale

stairs.



insulation. Joey could see the summer come as a freight-train load of coal in the hot tracks. the violets that continued to fade. dreams Crazy auctioned. the worst youth. give water to cacti abandoned gutters. terraces too small and too poorly lit streets. Joey slipped up the stairs in the dim light of a cloudy day. the sound of hot English soap opera along the corridor. anorexic cats that meow in the sunshine of seven in the evening. anise along the esophagus, cold. s'ubriacavano together a lifetime ago, laughing against the rolls of toilet paper. as they were beautiful. Christ as they were beautiful.