Notes

Your neck reminds me.
Your hair reminds me.
The angle of your earlobe reminds me.
Softness is something we tell
children as they snuggle
stuffed barracudas.

Songs don't tremble on the radio
anymore. This high definition
makes me wonder if anyone hears
me anymore.

Come to the mixer.
Let me stare at the moles on your neck.
I will have their babies.

hipnotizata

hey geys
i am not a mean person
the new calendar just demands i
am reminded of how soft
my skin is
of how
same this song is

i am insanely guilty for all the dibs i called
you can hear me trembling on the radio
oh oh oh
i'm insanely gilt for rolling my rocks around
rutting deep into your flower crown
till i was the killest

thought there was a way to mix us gently
what a chump move
if you want it you must keep slicing off
the tusk before it curls forever

oh no no
i do not mean any more
and let's pile behind the same door
all the something sads in the middle
under the bloodwash beat of
our drumming wings

This Is Me Saying I Can Still Shake My Ass And Cry

i tried to make you

but your neck reminds me

there's something sad in the middle

i keep putting on the same song

no no no part 2 by destiny's child

i don't think i can finish this

this whole thing i'm 

insanely guilty about

do you want it?

i have to be somewhere

but i am not a mean person

no no no

i am not a mean person

i strictly remember 

small inaccessible worlds

i meant to type words

but my blood is washed into me so hard that

this is how i type

i type reiterate

and feel blinded

i need to wonder

but won't remember to

i wander

i'm fried

i'm like i've eaten cake for twelve days

what do i look like to you?

your neck reminds me

of something soft i used to feel

i keep putting 

on the same golf course

even in this hole thing

i'm insanely budding

growing to want it

i want to be somewhere

i want to feel mean-ing-full

but i am not a mean per-son

no no no

no no no

no no no

i am listening to no no no part 2 

by destiny's child

i am typing like crazy

i am not going to stop typing

tapping

until i am done 

tappingtyping

i am floating

i don't know why i'm like this

this is uninteresting

this is what happens

when extension chords

are dragged

to the planet jupiter

this is what beyonce's voice sounded like in 1997

this is what wyclef's life was like when he was still sort of famous

this is before 

"shakira" 

this is me saying

I Can Still Shake My Ass And Cry

this is what everything is

someone in destiny's child

just sang

i can see 

right through you

i can write 

right through 

what you say you see

wyclef says

don't front it

if you know you really want it

there is a harp part

every time i see you

you pretend as if 

you don't want me

what a chump move

a fucking chump move

when you get home 

when you get home

when you get home

you get on the phone

and tell me how much you care

L O L

EL OH EL

EL OH FUCKING EL

this is all so abt how the world works

how human relationships 

are doomed

i don't know

i don't know what to type about

these are the no no no part 2 poems

these are the no no no part 2 lyrics:

 

[Wyclef:]

This is the remix
The jeeps pump this new remix
This is the remix
Radio's play this remix
This is the remix
The jeeps pump this remix
This is the remix
The Refugees Camp have the remix
Destiny's child
We 'bout to set it
This is the remix
The streets pump the remix
This is the remix
Every project, come on, come on
Destiny's Child

[Beyonce:]
Boy I know you want me
I can see it in your eyes
But you keep on frontin'
Won't you say what's on your mind
Cause each and every time you need me
You give me signs
But when I ask you what's the deal
You hold it all inside
If you wanna be with me
You gotta keep it real
Tell me what's goin' on
Tell me how you feel
Cause boy I know you want me
Just as much as I want you
So come and get my love
It's all here for you

[Chorus:]
You'll be sayin' no, no, no, no, no
When it's really yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You'll be sayin' no, no, no, no, no
When it's really yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You'll be sayin' no, no, no, no, no
When it's really yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You'll be sayin' no, no, no, no, no
When it's really yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Beyonce:]
If you keep actin' this way
You're gonna lose my love
I ain't got no time to play
You better to be playin hurry up
Cause every time I come around
Crews run around your way
I see you on the corner
But you don't know what to say
When I walk up to you baby
You seem so shy
What's the problem baby
Never had a girl like I
I can see right through you
And you know you wanna be mine
So get your act together
Cause you're running out of time
 

[Chorus:]
You'll be sayin' no, no, no, no, no
When it's really yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You'll be sayin' no, no, no, no, no
When it's really yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You'll be sayin' no, no, no, no, no
When it's really yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You'll be sayin' no, no, no, no, no
When it's really yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
 

[Bridge:]
Everytime I see you with your boys
You pretend as if you don't want me
When you get home you call me on the phone
And tell me how much you care

[Wyclef:]
Yo, close your eyes, shorty
You're guaranteed to be hypnotized
By the remix that Wyclef provides
I don't care 'bout your size
Girl shake your thighs
All I'm tryin' to do
In the hood is stay alive
Make a little money with Destiny's Child
Thugs hear this song, they dance, they go wild
Like Texas, they movin' like
No limit soldiers
They went from a dream to the
Young Supremes, sing it girls

[Chorus:]

You'll be sayin' no, no, no, no, no
When it's really yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You'll be sayin' no, no, no, no, no
When it's really yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You'll be sayin' no, no, no, no, no
When it's really yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You'll be sayin' no, no, no, no, no
When it's really yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah 

this is the remix

nothing pumps the new remix

this is the remix

nothing plays the remix

close your eyes

your about to be hypnotized

 

i strictly remember

being told

to relax

i remember

small inaccessible words

that used to pour from my mouth

i meant to type worlds

but my blood 

is washed clean

from my hands

it was so hard

i wonder

how much deep fried chicken i can eat

until i eat 

like i look

like i've been beating myself up

with the food i eat

for seventy decades?

what do i look like?

to you what do i look like?

my pinky reminds me

of how hard my blood used to fail

when it was beating through me

it reminds me 

of how soft my skin is

when i am slicing the shit out of myself

 i keep putting off

the end of this poem

this whole thing

is insanely building

growing

this is the remix

i'll have to wonder

but i won't remember to

a single utterance in me

can include

a global release

of auxillary desires

i have called dibs on 

the money

so i can have it

forever

horns and tusks

take forever

to slowly grow sharp

through the first door

is an unrelated pile

through the second door

are three

small, inaccessible seconds

blinded

by my adverse comrade

who has a great tongue

who trembles

it's how i reiterate

i tremble

i'm not kidding

when i say it was me

who rolled those rocks

into your geyser

and ruined the world

it was me

i killed the flowers

i had to be somewhere

but i killed the flowers

i am not a mean person

but if i could hurt someone

i would want to hurt someone

 i don't think i can finish this

i'm insanely guilty

i keep putting on the same song

i think there's something sad in the middle

it's the part where beyonce sings:

Everytime I see you with your boys
You pretend as if you don't want me
When you get home you call me on the phone
And tell me how much you care

Bully bully bully bully bully bully punk dork rock bully

I tried to make your CD, but the theme kept getting all mixed up. Your neck reminds me of something french and poppy. I think there's something sad in the middle.

I kept putting the same song on at the end.

I bought a drumstick--
the whole thing
--but now I'm insanely guilty about money. I don't think I can finish this. Do you want it? I only tongued the edges a little.

Dibs on the chocolate tip.

kimododragon

If I could hurt someone I would want to hurt only the person who hurt someone else or lots of people.  I am not a mean person.  I like twinkies and drumsticks (the ice cream kind not the chicken kind).  I tried hard "not to put the song on" for you.  But I have to be somewhere- I killed the flowers in the vase by accident.  

AFTER ALL, IT WAS ME THAT ROLLED THOSE ROCKS INTO YOUR GEYSER AND RUINED IT

only my blood
washed into me but so hard that
not kidding
i had to start a new calendar.
it's how i reiterate

what can i master
trembling in a booth?
not to put the song on
or chew the great tongue
of my adverse comrade. 

blinded by the wall,
i wonder for three seconds
what's back there because
i remember in small, inaccessible.
then pile myself towards
an unrelated forward
through the first door.

tick tick it's drumsticks and not a clock.
horns and tusks grow slowly and sharp.

"let me pay for this upfront
so i can have it forever
with the money i have called dibs on.
include a global release of auxiliary desires
in a single utterance to me
and i'll have to wonder but i won't remember to."

no. no. no. no. no. no. no. no. no. no. no. no. no. no. no. no. no. no. no. no. no. no. no. no.

CUTLASS VI

AMANDA
KELSEY
JOEL
PAUL
SARAH
JOY
THOMAS
JEROD
JUSTIN
RACHAEL
JASON
RUTH
MICHAEL
ERICA
MATTHEW
KYLE
JESSICA
JENNY
ALISA
DEBBIE
JOSH

MAJOR DUDES

i keep having these fucking dreams
where i am told a truth by a major dude
and i awake with these truths in mind
cause bro, why would a major dude lie?

brandon told me it was gonna rain the other day
and i awoke depressed
up early
can't ride to work
almost out of gas
& the smell of the rain on the pavement makes me think
i'm a kid and i can do no wrong, cause there is no wrong

but it's beautiful out and it isn't raining
my mind is lead astray simply by a major dude
it doesn't smell like rain at all

one time i had a missed call from justin
he was in town and wanted breakfast
upon waking, i showered in preparation
for a major dude
before leaving, i am confused by a tweet

when you question a MAJOR DUDE
you question EVERYTHING

siri is a major dude
siri told me it was 8:43 AM yesterday morning-
it was noon

bentshipsm

you forget my first receipt. a wad you dropped into my head. after myself, i consider loving most diffuse. can i enforce the effort? ate my life a rind around it. the oral history sticks in me. all I know is wordless mouthing in there with seedy pulp. fell over "helping". wanted to say how this how has how will my head unburden. hand flatten. thigh turn. tissues steaming loose in an academic field waiting for mindparts to freeze in working order.

Friends Poem

It's always time that makes you forget my first name.  After that we can only talk about punk bands and vinyls.  i consider myself in love with everything.  "ITS LIKE KNOWING THE BUTTERFLIES WON'T STOP". Can I ask, why Arizona?  I ate the best ice cream of my life yesterday and i won't tell you what kind.  All I know is there was baklava in it.  I fell over someone's bicycle.  There's so much I wanted to hear about Germany but everyone else is asking before me.  My head's just on your shoulder.  My hand on your inner thigh.  Remember the marching bands?  They aren't people over there.  Just us.