all the cacca & pipi
that people gladly
tag
all the care and medi and state and vacation
sick
I TELL YOU!
SICK!
she screams this at the cat.
on her doormat
another note from the blair witch across the hall:
the mailman didn't deliver the mail
because
he is stealing
today
oh don't break my heart
don't heart my break
& if you log onto my
myspace page one more time
I will personally kill you with
mirrors & a budapest for each eye
because I hate how your slimy
lonely
fingers
try to
touch mine
now about that goblin
tryin to find light in my astonished sugar
I sleep dreamless and will cage your lewd
grinding swoop
Dec 22, 2006
Dec 21, 2006
untitled
she sucks in her breath, keeps her red dress on,
the one with the tiny death buttons &
i only want to be the silent diamond on her garter belt (black as a funeral).
i want to taste her wet blue soul &
just be, haunted, reposed & splintered.
she never smiles, just stares, exposed. if i get naked,
will you hold me, use a careful fierceness to make me sweat?
o i am gasping uhuhuh working up to the shiny heard star,
feeling like a tear that tears, only dropping
to suck on her, majestic sprawling lips.
the one with the tiny death buttons &
i only want to be the silent diamond on her garter belt (black as a funeral).
i want to taste her wet blue soul &
just be, haunted, reposed & splintered.
she never smiles, just stares, exposed. if i get naked,
will you hold me, use a careful fierceness to make me sweat?
o i am gasping uhuhuh working up to the shiny heard star,
feeling like a tear that tears, only dropping
to suck on her, majestic sprawling lips.
Two Poems
Inspired By Her Poem About Nothing
I wanted to pull those dotty
black birds out of your sky
But you said
you liked the way they bent the blue
...
The Strapless Dress
She didn't want to wear the dress
said her arms were too fat
Later
as I kissed each beauty mark
she said
she was glad she did
I wanted to pull those dotty
black birds out of your sky
But you said
you liked the way they bent the blue
...
The Strapless Dress
She didn't want to wear the dress
said her arms were too fat
Later
as I kissed each beauty mark
she said
she was glad she did
Nov 20, 2006
Things That Fall From the Sky
your crisp jacket
burns my shoulders like a red lake
keep me in your straight on stare
the night was made for your eyes
the look of glass
tuneless canyons
gathering darkness
sweeping sails
chartless
or the way you gesture this daydream
without ashtray
your wrists are just wrists
soft & heartless
burns my shoulders like a red lake
keep me in your straight on stare
the night was made for your eyes
the look of glass
tuneless canyons
gathering darkness
sweeping sails
chartless
or the way you gesture this daydream
without ashtray
your wrists are just wrists
soft & heartless
Nov 16, 2006
Her Dress Suddenly Felt Like Pop Gristle
birds fly out of her mouth
leading the way down the hall
the air smells like lemon..
citron
cases of injury
stacked like the final harvest
blink their own color away
Nina's dress is made entirely of pictures
sliding
up and down
a silky sound
of feathers on a winter lake
where stars sometimes just
are
her cell phone hooked between her breasts
the five favorites
glowing warm
don't forget the bob marley
..........
throbbing neon in the Valley Shadow
skin is a short-circuiting slogan
leading the way down the hall
the air smells like lemon..
citron
cases of injury
stacked like the final harvest
blink their own color away
Nina's dress is made entirely of pictures
sliding
up and down
a silky sound
of feathers on a winter lake
where stars sometimes just
are
her cell phone hooked between her breasts
the five favorites
glowing warm
don't forget the bob marley
..........
throbbing neon in the Valley Shadow
skin is a short-circuiting slogan
Nov 7, 2006
Defragmenting
defragmentation
is complete for:
( T: )
view report
close
total fragments = 2
ranked neatly
they have the same color heart
triple-locked
a poisoned waste
don't let your screen be a bug catcher
something
fluttered mindlessly
in reply
she dips the straw into her blood and begins to write
something's wrong
the milkiness of the paper seems to grow
looking thru her new eye
holes
she sees nothing
but his white dust sheet
in the Iron Bar
someone closes a window
later
laying on the sidewalk
in her skin suit
she moves clouds
with her tongue
*
is complete for:
( T: )
view report
close
total fragments = 2
ranked neatly
they have the same color heart
triple-locked
a poisoned waste
don't let your screen be a bug catcher
something
fluttered mindlessly
in reply
she dips the straw into her blood and begins to write
something's wrong
the milkiness of the paper seems to grow
looking thru her new eye
holes
she sees nothing
but his white dust sheet
in the Iron Bar
someone closes a window
later
laying on the sidewalk
in her skin suit
she moves clouds
with her tongue
*
Nov 1, 2006
The Boy In The Next Box
was playin his piano
she wanted to get out of bed and
put her ear to the wall
but had thrown out her back
picking up a wire
the tune was a deep
deep dark red
some type of flower
in the snow
the snow was in her head
she wanted to get out of bed and
put her ear to the wall
but had thrown out her back
picking up a wire
the tune was a deep
deep dark red
some type of flower
in the snow
the snow was in her head
Oct 26, 2006
Oct 23, 2006
Telegraph Draft
Nina wakes at sunrise and drives to the tower just to hear the phase shift
while she is there she decides to rewind his cassette eye
she isn't a sports fan but knows who won and when they play next
the trip back should be based on what stations she wants to hear
she hates everyone's favorite song because it does or doesn't have an intro
the equipment in her favorite dream always decides to stop working and just go to hell on a holiday weekend when no one can be reached
she can bring another lover into her dream
she floats in the lake every tuesday
she forgot what kind of music she likes
but instead likes songs because they sound good after the juicey jingle
***
back home - in box
beep beep
oh, what now?
a message:
Rufus Fontain would like to be added as one of your friends!
right. she feels vague·ly disgusted. and the coffee is weak.
the answering machine is flashing
check engine check engine
well what about my see-saw?
she wants to be a sky
white with happiness
***
while she is there she decides to rewind his cassette eye
she isn't a sports fan but knows who won and when they play next
the trip back should be based on what stations she wants to hear
she hates everyone's favorite song because it does or doesn't have an intro
the equipment in her favorite dream always decides to stop working and just go to hell on a holiday weekend when no one can be reached
she can bring another lover into her dream
she floats in the lake every tuesday
she forgot what kind of music she likes
but instead likes songs because they sound good after the juicey jingle
***
back home - in box
beep beep
oh, what now?
a message:
Rufus Fontain would like to be added as one of your friends!
right. she feels vague·ly disgusted. and the coffee is weak.
the answering machine is flashing
check engine check engine
well what about my see-saw?
she wants to be a sky
white with happiness
***
Reflections In The Headboard
she had burned the nite
the cd spun
the three of them
she liked to turn the sound up
so the boy upstairs could hear
the cd spun
the three of them
she liked to turn the sound up
so the boy upstairs could hear
Oct 21, 2006
Oct 20, 2006
Open Wide
in my boy black a.m.
underwater
tying
moved hands to stuck heart.
Through the veins
he spits a soft window
to my arm.
Tonight
I am the mouth
I eat the away. of his straight painted bleak
I break the canned tongue
I am a mean
swimming
the song I devour was before
in his hands
a pin swatch
the star car--
once walls cliffs and fingers.
underwater
tying
moved hands to stuck heart.
Through the veins
he spits a soft window
to my arm.
Tonight
I am the mouth
I eat the away. of his straight painted bleak
I break the canned tongue
I am a mean
swimming
the song I devour was before
in his hands
a pin swatch
the star car--
once walls cliffs and fingers.
Oct 19, 2006
He Calls Me Babydoll
...
I've got the successful conclusion of your neck voice called gentleman:
link slip
The condenser is always on
the assistant
the one showing side one,
the audience loops in
Hidden everywhere.
release the lives of merchandise. the primal
scream
she wants the rough of death
spawns
outrage bait
huge progression of the boredom gristle
drumming the keyboard with sexsex sex sex
I've got the successful conclusion of your neck voice called gentleman:
link slip
The condenser is always on
the assistant
the one showing side one,
the audience loops in
Hidden everywhere.
release the lives of merchandise. the primal
scream
she wants the rough of death
spawns
outrage bait
huge progression of the boredom gristle
drumming the keyboard with sexsex sex sex
Oct 18, 2006
Oct 17, 2006
Unknown Zone (mixed)
..She is thought warped, and this is always a head chec.k.
the more she fans his knock on being portions of her blue the more he becomes her pill-time. a razor. the naked draft choice. walking across the black waves she knows she is still in the parking lot.
rolling into tonight's orgasm would be too hard. he wants the perfect
starling
dot.
and she would be happy with the perfect Italian pop
by Faust'O // L Erba
a little bowie, a little morrison thrown in, thank god she can't understand the words.
xxxxxx ..///./
the more she fans his knock on being portions of her blue the more he becomes her pill-time. a razor. the naked draft choice. walking across the black waves she knows she is still in the parking lot.
rolling into tonight's orgasm would be too hard. he wants the perfect
starling
dot.
and she would be happy with the perfect Italian pop
by Faust'O // L Erba
a little bowie, a little morrison thrown in, thank god she can't understand the words.
xxxxxx ..///./
Oct 14, 2006
Nina Tries To Write A Love Poem
but burns her grilled cheese sandwich instead
he is cute when he is 'arcing' ..
arcing? heh.
pome:
maybe you can orbit-trail me
but keep it
still and inner
send me your email addy & a dream to sleep in
he is cute when he is 'arcing' ..
arcing? heh.
pome:
maybe you can orbit-trail me
but keep it
still and inner
send me your email addy & a dream to sleep in
Oct 12, 2006
I Light Cigarette Sweat
Does the dress paint the sidewalk
or does it paint you?
Lick my pits
or don't go --
'Wonder Retreat'
Cat piss
&
drone
an episode of satellite warp or
out landos d'amour
smoking is impossible at this point
and all heat sits right beneath the skin
waiting.
or does it paint you?
Lick my pits
or don't go --
'Wonder Retreat'
Cat piss
&
drone
an episode of satellite warp or
out landos d'amour
smoking is impossible at this point
and all heat sits right beneath the skin
waiting.
Oct 10, 2006
Hot Sauce
You:
smeared sorrow eyes
Hoping you'll dance across my trail
with your cool safety fingers
You:
won't stop moving
lost in forever
I lay waiting
brake placed
but still drove onto this morning
Where you open me
with your face
shot with skin
***
smeared sorrow eyes
Hoping you'll dance across my trail
with your cool safety fingers
You:
won't stop moving
lost in forever
I lay waiting
brake placed
but still drove onto this morning
Where you open me
with your face
shot with skin
***
She Kept Telling Herself..
to breathe. no sense trying to figure it out.
she wanted to cry a song of silver on the red sheet
she wanted to pull
her eyelashes in
she wanted to sew him into the silky part of the quilt
and never let him out
she wanted to cry a song of silver on the red sheet
she wanted to pull
her eyelashes in
she wanted to sew him into the silky part of the quilt
and never let him out
Oct 9, 2006
Page 75 - TRUTH * TRUST * MAGIC
http://www.myspace.com/hotpickle
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
she could smell tiny teeth burning
the riot of lost children
mouths bent by the sun
one smudged kiss
on firey glass.
Oct 5, 2006
Kiss My Ass, Zack
sipping red sugar
cupped like a tick
you me they
links in a trance
hallucin o genic HTML reflected in her car door
the sexy ride of melancholy
unlocked
(she liked port, her mama did too)
the key strokes
stroke
Thursday:
the Web is filtered and slippery
with palm sexy
but Nina is sealed and
snow sweetened
toeing
the blue embrace
cupped like a tick
you me they
links in a trance
hallucin o genic HTML reflected in her car door
the sexy ride of melancholy
unlocked
(she liked port, her mama did too)
the key strokes
stroke
Thursday:
the Web is filtered and slippery
with palm sexy
but Nina is sealed and
snow sweetened
toeing
the blue embrace
Oct 4, 2006
Nearly Laughing @
the rods & combs in his eyes
Nina sits in a slip of fullness
her passion tender & florescent hooded
(they are an absolute space waltz
of sometimes door-pressed lip slams)
please turn down your robot music
only if you turn off your
hypo static noise &
keep your commentary fingers
mummified with clear
could you put on your scant hair blow
ok
but only because you are the shuttling ocean
cut over the part
I love you and become more over time
***
Nina sits in a slip of fullness
her passion tender & florescent hooded
(they are an absolute space waltz
of sometimes door-pressed lip slams)
please turn down your robot music
only if you turn off your
hypo static noise &
keep your commentary fingers
mummified with clear
could you put on your scant hair blow
ok
but only because you are the shuttling ocean
cut over the part
I love you and become more over time
***
Oct 2, 2006
Fragments Remixed
Hey FlatfishX:
you need butcher paper & portable legs to fall with occasion
then at cum window(not yet written) girl hail & text trances to
remove the not here around movement
work the weight on the convenient animal
gambrel
cut. jaw loose.
sleep
the dark
whirling.
you need butcher paper & portable legs to fall with occasion
then at cum window(not yet written) girl hail & text trances to
remove the not here around movement
work the weight on the convenient animal
gambrel
cut. jaw loose.
sleep
the dark
whirling.
Sep 26, 2006
Sep 25, 2006
A
..
he liked to trace
the blue veins
holding still
under her skin
..
later
she put on the coat
because
it was:
normal
.......
Sep 22, 2006
Sep 17, 2006
Sunday
Nina knew this day had a secret door. A hole in the balloon. If she could just find that coupon, she could get out. Daylight scattered from her teaspoon.
the dj had been too drunk to cum. she could feel the alcohol ripping through his veins. he was clueless but she got off on his enthusiasm and armani cologne. he wore a tee shirt that said
don't bring me down
and was a decent joker.
the dj had been too drunk to cum. she could feel the alcohol ripping through his veins. he was clueless but she got off on his enthusiasm and armani cologne. he wore a tee shirt that said
don't bring me down
and was a decent joker.
Sep 15, 2006
Sep 13, 2006
Fuzzy Navel
who is Malonely Malarkey?
ContactOrgTechPhone: please do
1025 USNetRange: 4.0.0.0:
your cut boat of pome is a real love dingie
I be flipped in
love, Miss TPL1
TechName: totally out of dejambment
others in the Eldorado Slobber:
Enter NET-4-0-0-0-1Parent:
NetType: POC
her BroomsFailedStateProv: mother expectorated over the shock stock or is it another
can well be bad
here dear
I be like this already-made
WHO IS your dada dad ofCommunications,
Inc.OrgID:
do u miss me, database monkey shit?
I Direct APL8-ARINOrgAbuse&Name you:
3COPostalCode: you
OrgName: ? 80021Country: be lonely love to meet you,
I pat my piggy big like hints
NS1.LEVEL3.NETNameServer:
additional searching is in order
I hear ARIN's do ding thing
9OrgTechEmail: on
NS2.LEVEL3.NETComment: zero
RegDate:
Updated: by The Cat
come do something about that "shut" bat on the 4.0.0.0/8Net: alternative fold out love bed
or sting this MphuckinLVLTASSddress:
ContactOrgTechPhone: please do
1025 USNetRange: 4.0.0.0:
your cut boat of pome is a real love dingie
I be flipped in
love, Miss TPL1
TechName: totally out of dejambment
others in the Eldorado Slobber:
Enter NET-4-0-0-0-1Parent:
NetType: POC
her BroomsFailedStateProv: mother expectorated over the shock stock or is it another
can well be bad
here dear
I be like this already-made
WHO IS your dada dad ofCommunications,
Inc.OrgID:
do u miss me, database monkey shit?
I Direct APL8-ARINOrgAbuse&Name you:
3COPostalCode: you
OrgName: ? 80021Country: be lonely love to meet you,
I pat my piggy big like hints
NS1.LEVEL3.NETNameServer:
additional searching is in order
I hear ARIN's do ding thing
9OrgTechEmail: on
NS2.LEVEL3.NETComment: zero
RegDate:
Updated: by The Cat
come do something about that "shut" bat on the 4.0.0.0/8Net: alternative fold out love bed
or sting this MphuckinLVLTASSddress:
Sep 11, 2006
Out To Buy Cigarettes
She entered the drugstore at the tail end of the song
'OUT OF TIME' by the stones.
Her friend,
Boliva was working the register
her fingernails looked real bad
the glitter chipped &
flaking.
She had been a real kitty
once -
silky stride & all..
Sep 9, 2006
The New Tattoo:
a tipsy string of hearts
Nina put on the lashes
they were tiny eye-wings
hung with shadows
He was late
again
She kept clicking on his personal pic and
kept thinking the same thing
intense
even submitted a poem to his zine
another Apple Blossom
behind thin glass
next:
poem of the empty plate in the fridge
pretending to be read out loud
with special guest star
shot-into-the-sink
she decided to give him the name
Chess Pimp or Junior G Man
that cinched it
@ 11 p.m. she would watch
Bride of the Monster
later
while whipping him in the face
for being brutal:
could we have a little quiet
the rain asked
another window opens
(that is how it starts)
Nina put on the lashes
they were tiny eye-wings
hung with shadows
He was late
again
She kept clicking on his personal pic and
kept thinking the same thing
intense
even submitted a poem to his zine
another Apple Blossom
behind thin glass
next:
poem of the empty plate in the fridge
pretending to be read out loud
with special guest star
shot-into-the-sink
she decided to give him the name
Chess Pimp or Junior G Man
that cinched it
@ 11 p.m. she would watch
Bride of the Monster
later
while whipping him in the face
for being brutal:
could we have a little quiet
the rain asked
another window opens
(that is how it starts)
Fragments
Hey ther Flatfish X,
you need butcher paper & portable legs
to fall with occasion
~
then at cum window (not yet written)
girl hail & sext trances
~
Nina didn't care whether or not the room overlooked the harbor
she was depressed and only wanted to sleep.
~
dream 1
she is standing in a round, flying machine
they are cruising over an island, spotted with palm trees, he is joking and she is laughing.
there is a silver purse slung over her shoulder
it sparkles when she moves.
~
outside small waves are leaveing their foam upon the shore
~
in the next room
a man with tangled eyes
writes:
death music
after take-off
our last ash drops into the air;
we become gigantic stars that float among the cliffs -
below us, wavers wave away
the last wave, to brush silver from their hair
~
you need butcher paper & portable legs
to fall with occasion
~
then at cum window (not yet written)
girl hail & sext trances
~
Nina didn't care whether or not the room overlooked the harbor
she was depressed and only wanted to sleep.
~
dream 1
she is standing in a round, flying machine
they are cruising over an island, spotted with palm trees, he is joking and she is laughing.
there is a silver purse slung over her shoulder
it sparkles when she moves.
~
outside small waves are leaveing their foam upon the shore
~
in the next room
a man with tangled eyes
writes:
death music
after take-off
our last ash drops into the air;
we become gigantic stars that float among the cliffs -
below us, wavers wave away
the last wave, to brush silver from their hair
~
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