Landline

I am
dying

to God
something

today--

to
reach out

from
this Mars

and
touch someone.

Be Blessed

It feels
just like

a baby

deer when
you leap

into

my solar
plexus.

Your

eye cuts
me open

like a river.

Astralopithecus

The birds
have become

just

annoying.
Why

does the bathroom
smell like a wet dog?

Why

does the moth
mimic the monkey?

I whirled
out the coffin,

didn't I?

Your eyes
cover me

like night crawlers.

and the birds
won't stop tapping

the ether.

Reach Out

The old lady
is gone.

She called
me "Dolly"

this morning.

Perhaps
it was my

cloned
sheep aura,

or, perhaps
the bugs

are starting to
creep into her

foundation,

dying to
touch someone.

Gut Failing

In 1999
I predicted
a mile-wide

tornado

that ripped
through Oklahoma.

My mother
said my eyes

were like
diamonds

back then.

Tonight

in a dream

a mile-wide

tornado

flattened 

Northern Indiana.

It tore through

the heartland

and I never
saw it coming.

6 months later
and you're

still

my little terrorist.

May Showers

I saw Kristen
this morning,

all weird

and in the
front yard.

I think she
was upset

about her egg.

I tossed
some bread

at her, and
she just stared--

empty

and cold
like the dead
     
       places in between.

Nesting

I am surrounded
by extreme birds.

A baby robin
stuck its head out

like six inches
from its nest

and screamed.

One leaped off
of a two story building

like it was going
to commit suicide

but it opened
its wings an inch

from the ground
like Bat Boy

and lit the earth on fire.

At night, I get all
mummy in the sack and

I can hear them
from beneath the sheets,

punching holes in the darkness.