Friday, September 30, 2011

First Day at the Real Estate Office

Tom Stone has sexy
          tribal scarification,
     and a few tattoos.

I look down, and my
         own stomach is stitched like a
     Hawaiian quilt.  Like!

Thursday, September 29, 2011

There's a First for Everything

White swan cannot dance
Has no grace, doesn't know role.
A split, though: That. Yes.

A White Basset Named Howard, and a Colorful Rug

Jason's Mexican
Hideaway Hotel: each room
comes with dog and mat.

Friday, September 23, 2011

Lone Bike Ride, Colorado to New Mexico

Road to Santa Fe
        Snowy, cold.  ‘Copter burning,
                 Strange fruit, black wires.

Thursday, September 22, 2011

Special Delivery

A very tall man
   in glasses, and I
delivered a dead person
in a very small box
   to the post office
       in our underwear.

Tuesday, September 20, 2011

Science Friday

Like kittens wrestling.
    Skills learned in the playroom
are carried through life.

Sunday, September 18, 2011

The Service is Atrocious, but the Patrons are Worse

I waited so long
   for just a drink; when it came
        she sucked it up through
  a series of clear straws all
   bent up and stuck together.

I held her up close
    by the neck, "That drink." I said,
"I waited two hours
    for that goddamn, motherfucking
    cold vodka lemonade."

It Was All a Ruse

Going to town in
   a covered wagon,
pretending to be pregnant.

Wednesday, September 14, 2011

It's All a Blur

I remember nothing
 but a one-hundred-
     and-twenty-year-old cake.

Sunday, September 11, 2011

Dressing for the Theatre

I could fix those nails,
    but nothing can be done for
        that dress, those black socks.

Upside-down in a Roadside Ditch

Blue car rolls slowly
    backwards, over, trapping me
        inside.  Think Escape.

Tuesday, September 6, 2011

Don't Be Mad, Men

Eskimo kisses
in the dark with Don Draper.
Hit the dream jackpot!

I Love What You've Done with the Place

A house, wallpapered
in wooden spoons. Sweat, old friends.
An offer refused.

This Is How We Do Business

Gravel parking lot
my car covered in flowers
rude guy, screaming fight
I told the Kiwi, "He won't
pay unless you ask him."

Monday, September 5, 2011

Smiling Bilingual Guides Await Our Descent

Baby in cart at
top of icy ski jump in
Mexico. Making
faces, black top hat helmet.
Roll him over edge or not?

Not.