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

Commemorative shard

lort, i'um impatient
for time is gone long
from behiund me

lort i prayuh chase
sauce can fine me
inis clouta dispay

chains bineme lort
mock yr prophetsing
i nade yo hair witme



Chama, First Night
Principal shard

go players

reverse dustbowl

reverse post-drought diaspora
white fatigue black fatigue
brown only getting stronger
tan no longer a viable option
red fatigue the air we breathe
white man tramping up a path
man red man black man yel-
low man tramping

almost I donno half whom's
in there they kiss with their
butts and shit out their mouths
handicapped faculty parking
that's how much I want you here
door half closed means halfway
door ajar means maybe or in
an hour then

there's latched but not locked
and latched and locked with
a rolled up towel or a note
sliding under while in micro-
sleep ascending stairs student
comment in a verbs assignment
I forgot my dreams but now
I remember

Tom
"What I said at dinner, Sylvia."

Conservatory, pipes, vines

I could go in there and lie down

i could go in there and lie down
but what if i couldn't sleep and
tossed and turned while listnin'
to my heart pound, early alarm

even dark roads in the morning
can be stop and go but there's a
system with the regulars, they
cooperate and weave in tandem

so it's on me to get t'bed in time
to have enough sleep to honor
the identical sacrifices of fellow
drivers & their unknown burdens


Ted
"I'll play along, Jan."

A messy beauty

Once the implants and tissue response protocols had been administered
i was just a messy beauty, not yet molded to the new situation in the skies

Dame or beast was chintz or polished cotton at that time-- same diff,
free to spend time speaking of dead people who'd spoken of others dead

Able indeed to choose conversation over pecking out a cliff hanger's liver;
i could still fit a double strand of pearls and lounging poncho-- no scaly fin

Now again i'm prettiest when naked, skin more a padded exoskeleton
aerodynamic and not at all sloppy unfurling tongue on the unsuspecting


by Missy
"I don't miss anyone, but then I'm not anyone."