Showing posts with label EJ. Show all posts
Showing posts with label EJ. Show all posts

Monday, January 19, 2015

#4

fingers sink into rich earth
rip through moss
dripping water soaks into dry shiny hair
soak into middle parted ladies of before
galloping americana running water like realness
piney sky view
white vinyl fences
rip through
not neat pages of
terrifying knowledge
useful not wise big not good
either or thinking us both
quiet pink and green palms
dresses cheap skinny jeans
sunk for a minute

Sunday, January 11, 2015

#3




think of hardly anyone as that
non sexual bedrooms crash
big joker garbage town girls
spit grime crystallization of familiar
little buddy with cupboard fulla socks
being a lady finally just some lady
firm boundaries away from philosophers
thing when theyre not anymore
arms out baby dirtbag
deep bad and lot of stuff
great for it not to be garbage
arms out no control


Saturday, January 3, 2015

#2 (neither of us hit it)

little baby man moving a dead bear out of the road
appropriately serious putting on gloves from the trunk
eyes saying a dead bear is crazy powerful and strange
i agree although it doesn’t feel very separate to me
from whatever my fucking problem is in the car
feels accurate for big power to appear and other things shouldn't stop
you knew it was there and not separate from messier forces

Friday, January 2, 2015

#1

show don't tell show don't tell show don't tell show don't tell show don't tell show don't tell show don't tell show don't tell show don't tell show don't tell show don't tell show don't tell show don't tell show don't tell