1. Rejoice in coupons, praise taste,
and discount museum visits.
LONG USED GLASS DOORS STILL DON'T SOLICIT
STARVING CATS STILL SWITCH YR HIPS
A yellow fire hydrant gots a mean stride
while it walks by and I'm tied to the cement side
walk, unmoving in a prude park
with cement tree-leaves on metal trees
Snow sheets on hot streets
the wind strips the fat
from the girl across the street
"Th' thangs y'kint change are th' thangs
"Well things is gettin' pleasanter!" says I from the streetwall,
"praise t'god and 'is advocate, m'billion dollar friend!"
i set'n smoke: I'da marry a fat woman, permittin' she'd marry me.
my cheeks is puffed and red and i'd take me any lover.
a one-ton face, i'd a-have me any tongue goin' fer a lick.
my cheeks is saggin and i'd hide away from anyone who didnt love me.
2. th' adults is scared of us --
bark at us and keep a few flat lungs before em
in case the noise come out th teen teeth
th' white dame –– mover of flesh ––
th' nude glistenin between th teeth ––
in th' night, the streetlights sing–– 'electricity!'
and their arms come to her flesh
and they stroke her
th' window between th girl and th street
keeps th' girl from th' bloodly wheat feild
from th' ones who obey their statue masters ––
the window sweats
thick upon itself
so that the moon is a lamp
and the people are erased
i dont care
th' adults are afraid of us ––
us in our wet flesh, us in our animal minds ––
they do not remember the spit they kep' in their mouths
th' shining spit from th' mouth of a boy
runnin on th tongue of a childless woman
STONE EYES in the wall sockets
in th' room where eager boys aint allowed
no boys moaning fer a girl, except their toys
children with electric eyes, sexless,
wisht he'd do some'in he'd regret
in that open field
with magnetic loins
two stones stacked like women
move through the centuries
toward one another,