La Culture
I think because the culture
I think in the space
of the culture
I’m not separate
it’s true
you know,
when you’re done
with the culture?
had one too much
I just ended up
in the culture
one pea shaped drop
in the culture
overwhelmed with the rain
blank condensation
slept in the bathroom
just listened to the
rain in the yellow
bathroom the stained
glass flowers rummaging
through the culture
for another yummy
bit a sober
teen my culture
used to be
okay
too much caffeine
enough to feel
your cells dying –
Oh well, my mother explained
Strange flowers, stranger birds, & strangest human beings
She soon forgot her little freaks
couldn’t help it / the restlessness
in nature / the patience
under the freak of manner
To pain sometimes we drink / bend
release a tension
patience / persistence / any ambition
Poetry? Genius? / Destroyed? Banished?
the hell of your own meanness
Birds like this are easy
to imagine dead
freak of history
freak of culture
my own freaks catch me
wave / specific
Carried off in a freak
this can’t save you
this freak can’t save you
it won’t kill you / it may kill you
under the freak of nature
A freak can’t hurt you
easy ambition / any tension
a line to nowhere
patient train to nowhere
attack of patient manner
Big Deal
Three moons in the sky
but the earth wasn’t ending
I was on my period
& so was she
the red red sun
in a cup
I poured it all
away
I washed it
off my body
the dirt of the day
the sun was on
the skin
the milk
left my body
in a wave
the red sun
poured over
me
it gave me
a permanent
wave
it gave me
permission
another
dream
a violent rage
a violet – ray
she saw it
she took my hand
she is my fucking friend