Nicing My Dinky

by Todd Colby via theeastvillage

Everyday begins fair and smooth

A long, thin tube of white marble piercing a pink rose

Soupy morning of heat slashing chrome

I'm better at fear than fright

The spine broke on the poetics of reverie

The closet smells like something someone did to feel better

You win wet blue denim

Why not a calming potion?

The slightly bitter soapy taste of ginseng tea

If it's raining I'll have a scrambled egg

She does "not well" eating fish with mercury

The tender portion of white fish is called the wing

Suddenly hormones shoot out my ass

A black spoon in the tub

I may soothe you as a panther is soothed by the smell of butter

A person who opens a window exposes others to shards of glass

At a certain point all books blur into one book

What is repeated is always something that occurs as if by chance

Vivid animals strut and grind their hips into strangers

The subject of my organism is you

Popping blisters on my lead belly

Do you see what I am to you?

I will not force you to give up your verticality

Water is a concern because you could blow up a dam

I'm sorry that I said you had a third eye in the library

The merest dusting of pink or peach on the small of her back

I've never heard someone cry that I couldn't cry better than

Everything I own smells bad

Dark blue copper salt is soluble in a beige universe

Sometimes I think I just might have brain damage

Eat some of the meat wrapped in the pink terry cloth robe

You can't write a suicide note in the third person

I'll put my beach towel somewhere in the vicinity of the Wonder Wheel

Humming, degrees of humming, where it's constant

I'll curl into a ball and smile into the palm of my hand

by Todd Colby