Blissqueen

Sleeping train
Train of thought
Train of sleep
I look back at 5 heads bobbing
Isn't this terribly funny?
Can't you see how funny this is?
Today I got on the train
It was dead time
So it was just me and the man
talking to himself
he was dressed in Red, white and blue
flithy dirty and blathering
as he wiped the sweat from his face
with […]

I caught the happy virus last night
When I was out singing beneath the stars.
It is remarkably contagious -
So kiss me.
-Hafiz

In a 2003 issue of the American Journal of Roentgenology, two Seattle radiologists described a 35-year-old man with severe abdominal pain but normal vital signs, who was found to have “multiple” heads from Barbie dolls lodged in his small bowel, which he attributed to his pursuit of the pleasurable anal sensation he gets from excreting […]

first dominates green, the hand without birdlime,
wihout a cap, the easy going sand, the salt,
then the promiscious tortoise, the indolent eye,
the microphone beating on the abdomen,
last responds to woodworm, the doubled stakes.
The incessant gum. The finger dipped in oil and albumen,
wrapped in sugar paper, nailed to the top of an apron.
If one wins it is […]

If an acute slowness were skin,
gusts of leaven mastiffs
blue ointment of the rebound,
if ones face were white
and it's color were to die in the leap,
oh yes, exception, in wrinkle and nose,
in the diligence of song, in the sudden,
in fear that the unfillable distract
the ear from the swarming
and often millstone of the everless the tail,
and opining […]

Here is the mute substance of path, cutting not knowing,
desolate cotton on a twig,
heart in suspense and wax of encumbrance,
and heres the arrow of the seam, pregnant, uphill,
here's the interrupted hostage, the fasting,
the mallow with feighned eyes. here the indian is defrocked,
theft adjacent, the varient thrust back in chimera.

we were having dinner
He says to his 7 year old ” now it is time for you to go take a shower”
which is met by a
“whaaaaaaaa why do we always have to go by YOUR rules????!!!!!”
“Because kids need someone to take care of them”
Pause
“if you want to see what happens to kids that don't have […]

and so crockery, Licorice, swim
so spine of egg, so ambush,
and then a lampost that nurses, fountain
of glue and puncture of cut,
and still this squatting of excess,
this pinocchio-kneecap inciting
the skimmed belly of your death
on spread wings, steep in voice, in the void
of doubtful thoughts and reprisials
of blowgun and fox. If it discolors
in a glove: the violet […]

in the shape of an unharmed almond, of a yellow sponge
of a magnet dissolved in a bestairy, in the obscure meanderings of a dagger,
in the indolent eye of theft,
tongue of exile swarms against the wind.
you angle
you wheel
you chord of mirrors
you fortunteller and you transvestite are in labor.
-author unknown
(I wish I knew)

It was warm so I went and layed down in the hammock and closed my eyes.
After some time it began to sway.
A stranger was pushing me.
He pushed me and sang.
I looked at his eyes beaming out over his cherubic cheeks.
He was so pleased with himself.
His name was alex, his mom told me that,
and that he […]