Wednesday, July 30, 2014

good here.

good here

my hair is on fire and i am feeling everything
dipping, steeping, beauty believing in me
over and over again in all the languages
being seen here and being heard here
having all the right tools here
efficiency is the name of the game
in a copper house with transparent walls
the madness makes it good here.

i am biting at the bit, my mouth like the scape of a horse
i am bulging out of my pants, oozing out of the zippers
my bones enveloped by the taffy like land that had me at hello
please buy some carrots, figs, cucumbers and watermelon radish
put them on my eyes and lets make a face

i want to pop, i want to pop up shop
letting go is the name of the taco stand
healthy heaps of salsa and guacamole
i can hardly keep my eyes off you
pop goes the weezel
raccoons and zen masters
i want to travel with this circus
maybe on one of those long dirt roads
i will hear myself inside the dust and the fog
maybe I will not care about what you think
and you
and you
maybe it could be real good here
lobsters and drawn butter
the innocence of a summer
string lights and picnic tables

i will start believing in me
wearing my apron, jeans and pastel cottons
i will try not to fall asleep as we had ideas
desires of it being good here-
i really want so much that I can’t stop--
i want me and i want you
i need a thousand naps and I want to perform more than I knew
i want to be good and i want to make it
i want to figure it all out and then write lots of easy books,
easy to read & easy to write

i hear beauty
her foot steps and her one sock nap
our time is up.

i have to turn this off to start again
i want to do it better
less heavy
more light
half and half is perfect for me
i like it in my tea
warm with brown sugar cubes from france
turquoise birds on the box, the kind of box you want to keep
the kind of box that says fancy and barefoot, more money than god
but groundless and breathing, what trip to take, fearless about life,
homeschooling and showering in the same week
that could be good here.