fractals

fractals, or Martinis with Mandelbrot

booze lubricates thoughts.
subatomic tea parties.
worlds within my cells.

dream #19

dream #19, or Diana, You Are on my Mind

in my dreams you ate
light bulbs and spoke of shitting
synapsing neurons.

dream #18

dream #18, or The Infinity Pool

"so which rich man do
i have to fuck to swim in
this thing? " he smiles: "me."

we fold like paper
cranes under the cold, crushing
weight of the water.

fetish

fetish, Girl With Long Toe Nails on the F

your nails, clear as quartz,
beckon; for saints have toes that
pilgrims lips do touch.

Chrome

Chrome, or Rear Entry

two chairs bask in the
sepia glow of street lamps
because they're garbage.

bivalves

bivalves, or Late Night Phone Call

laura urgently
informs me that they now make
clamato + beer.

moving

moving, or We're Keeping The Pez Dispensers Dammit!

if you want to keep
every paper back we've
ever come across--

fine. but don't talk to
me about getting rid of
bookcases, okay?

dream #17

dream #17, or An Evening with Pamela

at a county fair
Victoria Principal
look-alikes stand round

the blueberry pie
booth batting their doe eyes
and speaking in tongues.