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