Archive for the 'so much exists outside you' Category

i love how she speaks on trusting the universe


sometimes my right shoulder hurts really bad
sometimes i wake up at 11am and don’t eat until 2pm
sometimes i wake up at 11am and don’t get out of bed until 2pm
sometimes i think about how life would be better if i had a sister
sometimes i think about how life would be better if i didn’t grow [...]


bamboo, male house finch, warm, sleepless, sun, npr, degenerate art ensemble, lint, bird seed, bamboo falling onto the tree, tulips, email, change positions, daydream, reflecting light, hole in linen pants, thinking about sewing, what’s for breakfast, going back to sleep, read, oatmeal, red bed sheets, cornmeal, butterfly, more bamboo, skin, mosquitoes will be here soon, [...]



introduction

07Feb09

i was introduced to the world
and the introduction continues.
do you understand why i have a lack of ears and eyes to open up to…
because i don’t want to move out into the world, i don’t like it very much.
i want people to come into mine
but you’d have to be willing to navigate the veins of [...]


residue

14Dec08

when will i peel away all the costumes
and what will i find: puppeteer? farmer? astrophysicists? lover of trapeze?
i’ve been bending for a while towards the language but as if i haven’t
passed through it completely.  when does this light bend again?
or can i rely on the archaic fluids of opportunity to open me into halves…
two members [...]



i made you a little sampling of all the things i want to give to you:
a bucket of plants
a vegan hippo
lollies from jupiter
gift card good for one minute with a machete
a rocket ship
nine pregnant lemurs
19th century hosiery
a bloody nose
broken pair of robot arms
a hair cut
.
.
my charbroiled romance


low on fish oil tablets, have three large bottles of chewable vitamin C in the house, got money back from the federal government, toes got numb multiple times, starting to believe i have bad circulation in my legs, found out on the internet that if you want to get a cake from charm city cakes [...]



Dreamy Idealist (DI)
Dreamy Idealists are very cautious and therefore often appear shy and reserved to others. They share their rich emotional life and their passionate convictions with very few people. But one would be very much mistaken to judge them to be cool and reserved. They have a pronounced inner system of values and [...]


Your Q Score is: 22
The Q score ideally should be as small as possible, indicating maximum agreement among elements. However, even a tiny Q score may not mean optimal functioning, since all four elements may in fact be relatively undeveloped.
Your Primary Mythical Creature
Water Types
The main strength of the Water types is feeling. The second element [...]



it must have something to do with support or lack of support or because the number of black spots on the walls of my blood-pumping heart is growing rapidly.  small heart attacks.  i’m healthy.  i’ve been eating well.  i take care of myself as much as i can.  but every time i trip up, slip [...]


whoa, is that a helicopter. no an elephant.
such simple mistakes i’ve been making.  planting hard boiled eggs in soil.  drawing blood with spaghetti.  cuddling with the bones at the graveyard.  kissing hot coals.  polishing hay.  sitting on lit candles.  scooping out the center of teeth.  vaccinating the immune.
have you learned from poetry and the poets.  [...]


i’ve arrived

10Sep08

my fat face is ripe:
i don’t want to fall in love or share a bed or a bank account or an apartment
my eye is swollen again, adding to the puffiness:
i’m not interested in having date nights, that comes years after the prescribed flirting that comes months after the small talk over sushi.
my fiber intake is [...]


(egg-electric gestation)
body=eggshell
electricity=egg
we attempt to plural it.
i press up out of the body, upon
crater
landfill
field
peel, infant exoskeleton
husk, malfunction


stop approaching normalcy in your thoughts.
it’s too far from being something real or controlled.
a walk down a dimly lit street in iowa city that leads
to an empty playground.
things spread out all over the swings and slides.
owls, bare feet, police near but out of sight.
oops,
i forgot i shouldn’t be so abrasive.
yes, there’s biting and droplets of [...]


bark removed

11Jul08

i often think of your face. i was on a yellow boat today and i sat with eyes closed and skin and muscle as loose as they can be during these psychological times. the wind was good, the rocking pleasant, i saw the exact mathematical shape of each wave in my head as [...]


i’m writing again and having writer’s block again.
my body continuously changes from solid to gas and back to solid again.
sometimes i am moth-like and bitter in my intentions when i am cutting open cocoons.
i am trying to stop but apparently it is as addictive as heroin.
the heaviness sill lingers.
i don’t know if i’ve ever had [...]


i wouldn’t know what to to do with a man’s love if it was given to me. one shouldn’t waste their time with me in my bed, my bathtub, my hands. you must be trying to trick me if you’re interested. waiting to ask me to the dance to pour pigs blood [...]


my first night in italy i dreamt about me and my family being tortured and killed by men who had broken into our business shop. I woke up sobbing. I got out of bed and walked around, looked out of my large window at the small italian street then got back in bed [...]


and i’m going to do lots of this:

and some of this too:

i think i’m running away from something. i’m in the middle of it now. i hope there is quiet and i hope my shoulder wont burn, my knee wont ache, and my sternum wont crack. running away from the breath of familiarity [...]


today the worm saw me and i saw a worm body in boredom. so i shout “i see a worm body in boredom” and lost a little piece of my tooth. too bad the hot weather stayed only one inch off the ground, if it was higher i could have smelled the thick [...]


i don’t even believe such an experience is truly available to me.  what would it be like.  i don’t think i’d be interested if it doesn’t involve interpretive dance at 3am.  has there ever been a truly authentic moment shared between two people? has it happened in the history of this spaciousness? how often does [...]