There are two worlds

The native one and
the one of the colonizers

or

the one where you are good and stay awake
and stare at the back of the man's head in front of you,
because you cannot see the screen of the movie about
the natives and the colonizers and
the one when you are bad and let yourself fall asleep
listening to the words of another language
hoping to still glean all the important messages

or

the one where you read all the books
and understand how things are connected
and see big meaning in not just people in the sidewalks
but in your own small grievances and
the one where you sketch an imaginary apartment
layout again and solve more problems that don't exist yet

THE PARTY

Again I’ll illustrate the room: wool plaid and chestnut hair, the whale belly held in by buttons, 

my brother kissing my bangs, my mother over the endive, torches out, 

my waist, my waist, shimmy spine 

to scoop out ice 

with a crumpled cup.  

Oscar

Oscar Schmidt, 1871.
Bright idea.
Travelling, with traveller.
Shining script,
tradition piling, oral tradition,
piling on, piling.
Tradition, is about piling,
piling on songs,
making songs,
making bank.

Shit Pants

it's a big day
lots of plans after work
go for a run and stretch
on your way to the bathroom
shit your pants

it's a big day today so
throw out those panties
and zip up your jeans
don't cancel those plans