i always for get

a sense of what not

a cold constant chill rides across
shoulders & arms / this is not the way i came in

you see

ever since i got my tubes tied
spazms move through my belly / colon
feels like someone is ramming a knife up my ass hole

ever since i started looking @ the sky
i've realized i know no thing

february's half moon lays
in the western sky / low / a boat
tipsing on the water / rides the horizon
for best effect

& she / i sit home a lone
a choice / can't face the world
there aren't any words left

ever since i lost my mind
i can't answer questions / blank stare
what did you say / & she / i try to
remember what the words were
but i can't


i smoke joints on the rapunzle deck off the 3rd floor
ensuite / / roaches pile up / black bugs / a bag full

impossibly the moon is orange / tilted slight
against a cold sky / diamonds / ah so love lee
if only one could gather them / string a necklace
of ice crystals / save them in a jar / / instead



hands grows cold / red / swollen
a tic in the back of the head
reminds / ears ring constant hiss

what is this / deafness as well ?
& that moon dances on the blur of her eyes
my eyes / my eyes /





i can't for get we are never together
on this day / that is already over

i wonder @ paper hearts with no meaning
how / you've come to dispise me / /
i am covered in a thin wrap of torn paper
the excitement of an empty box of chocolate


you see / i write for no one



not even me / /


banished to :
inside my head / no where to go
impossible to leave the house
can't leave the thoughts















& the tired sets in /





furnace shuts off / quiet / house
is full of sleeping heads / /















maggots
dew worms
hair dye
dish soap
valentines card
garlic press

24 dollars







the road are dry with ice
snow fall follows a cycle
air warms up / snow falls
air warms up more to melting
slush / sky clears with the moon
& the ground becomes / danger / ice


& the roads are full of dust
from sand trucks / it coats
cars & comes in the house / we choke on it
street sweepers don't start for
a couple more months / this is our
fabulous mountain air quality







this night time ice chills the bones of the average smoker who by the way is stupid enough / dedicated enough / to / take it like a man / bundle up





when he leaves / i'll smoke in the bath room again / fan on
next to the electric heater / i won't tell any one /









blank spaces in habit large portions of my brain
some times / most times / it's hard to remember
i always for get / / some times