Angelique Carmina

It feels like the whole
human race: go round
thinking it's my party,
wreaking havoc, the
fame-to-shame swang;
night is not a reward
but a defeat; anger is
a way that I can exp-
ress my sexuality or
gender for all to see it.

It looks like I'm onto
getting an object done
getting on hard effect-
ting a one-thing-to-an
-other change, or just
really pumped up and
that works cosmetically
for me; my partners ev-
er play the victim, but
it perpetuates attraction.


by Angelique Carmina

we're equidistant from the gate and each other

 

we're uncomfortably close
except when playing this
intergalactic starship game

we've formed a fleet and
move synchronous stealthy
toward the warp apparatus

missions are ridiculously
easy now less strategizing
with the brute force of two


Hoolie
"For you Mike"

Coprolaic

I'm coprolaic
I cannot hold my shit
hormones that brush past
my amygdalae are agressic

in a spike I don't handle life
well, only want to spit
and create strife;
fuck it.


Reptily

Lookup

You're calling back from the future but
it seems to me you call from the past
And you're calling me in the past but
I too am here in the future just not with

you. It's just that it didn't last, and then
we were friends and then your descent
your hostages your promises awakening
and then fool me twice and now you call

me here, lost in time, or rolled in the
torrents. I reach back not forward I find
what I know is true in those dioramas
down here at the bottom of the vortex


Sylvia

Sex changed my life

now i'm insane
but i can still recall
the initial stain
the birth of all

innocence crossed
overlapped activity
way past nativity
and never got lost

only knowing sets
in; trust if not dread
what ea. path begets
is grounded to a bed


Jan Jansdaad
"I'm the dad of my daughter Jan. My dad too was named Jan after his, etc. Jan can name her son or daughter Jan and may already have."

hip click

 

daylight hours are too fraught, still
less than evening's piqued replays,
and my hip clicks walking near the
ears of the seated; i'm an amazing

thing. here, deep night comes into
play. life for most is suspended, a
pool in two dimensions, while the
fewer number brave grateful sighs.

tho paucity of sun will block sight
one might grope around to identify
the very young and going old and
otherwise awake n' hopeless ones.


by Donna

Stuck in a drama means

chemical love dungeon:
stuck in a drama means
you see and feel all of it

the slow gut gyration is
wait that could be a bug:
ulcerous source as moot

i pray to be grateful for
this opportunity to have
these particular horrors:


Reptily
"Ima continue."

Bounds of trespass

you'll have the old farm house next to the new one because they owned all that property. Then the old one might become a huge compost heap, storage out building, rental, haunted ancestors. Then the farmers move away to a city and workers and machines till the soil and one or both houses might go roofless turning back to the land with remains, maybe the cement pool and patio, coated in pesticide

i said i don't like anything but i used to like that back before they kicked my ass out of there. now there's only intimate persons and no new world, back to primal shack, no more camping out at the cusp of the void in kumeyaay cahuilla and torres-martinez home, always the spaceman the visitor, no reason for pride in ancient family grants, and then the safe anonymity within the bounds of trespass

grrlie

adolescents challenging language

no don't

i called your new boyfriend a little bitch
and bade him come for me

he, petite, acted as if he were being
restrained by ghosts

you stood out of sight except your finger
wagging no don't

there by the sliding glass door
smoking a square



by Mike, Donna, and Reptily
"We've all had similar experiences."

Real stuff

now that i've scratched these feelings into the crud lining of a cave
i can lay back and purr because it's all so mutchy bettah nau
can call that fictionalize real life away, with a true depiction
whereas figments of the imagination seem to dry into tinder
real stuff stays and creates alternate relationships with each other
funny how these days i just wake and go, climb steps, and think
when i'm asleep which is when, now, whut, who-- it's all too
much anyways. For anyone who says "ama flying mindfully"
is fulla sand. all you can do as a blind man is step into air


by Reptily

Traffic confession

Hi Julie

Cog in a web

i understand about having to
keep bumping oxygen

even if you don't want to live
it's involuntary

tho as to where that will get you
is a good question

but it gets us it gets everyone
where we're all going

best think like a cog in a web
stuck fly jerking


by Reptily
"Thug going on 50 year now."

Pregnant lady

Pregnant girl-lady, dazed with the future
Do your chemicals brainwash the baby?

You churn with polemic matter, juices
And when you cut the line do I lose them?

What cellular reaction blooms in-
To desperate wailing stomping forward?


by Peg

The Real Office

[This post had been stricken by the Mthyuh Preservation Society.]

various takes on water buffalo
the female go into boss office
hair as a wig, go down on him

He come out sarcastic about an-
other woman who is not desire-
able but serious doing her work.

Next day boss and female (sec-
retary) go out to lunch reappear
two hour, interns make excuses

Coordinator come pick impreg-
nate a frontline rep who wants
a green card, become a hit team

Fattest are most powerful their
suffering greatest trust fullest
35yo VP so fat Go Rascal chair

Chairman fat back surgeries, so
revered by his butt fat and cute
baby looks with fun self-esteem

President fat is a globe equator
belt, sweat, dentures, will chew
your balls is his facial attitude.

Send selfies on dude site to the
whole Mormon town with his
hair all scruffy wanting a date.


by Donna
"In twilight during tori removal surgery."

more sailors than hippies died in bell bottoms

Never Give Up (Try)

terror
terror is setting in
terror 'n dread

never give up (try)
pain of day coming
all night

sterile fire of sun
neutralize
the ill preparing


Fmr. Dr. Donna Thong
Home Health Care Giver
Shiv Guide and Palmist

is living fighting

i'll jump in the shower, throw on a cute little outfit, and bomb on over to your place
or that's what I'd say if my vertebrae were not piqued, if my complexion were stable

my nose is open for combat and while i do not savor pain that comes only later along
with the stun that follows a slaughter even hounds' chins rest contritely on the rug

is it only that when they came for me i had to protect myself and my babies and now
i am always at the ready even needy for adversion, for a scrim across life's vagaries


by Reptily
With thanks to Dr. Donna Thong