after midnight nina gets caught in the mesh of search

passing a mysterious pile-up of kisses
the brakes start cracking &
her windshield buries all mass of runout stars
maybe even footsteps
always beautifully missing

conditions:

she has avalanche dreams
teddybears with eyes cuffed in blue

once champagne fell from the heavens &
a drunk boy put out his cigarette

Nina Smiles..

he is relentless
ping ping ping

she had to google the name
an interview in 3am

a short story about the infected
she thinks perhaps he needs some sunshine
other than the artificial kind

for once the annoying dogs attempting to access her computer
aren't getting on her nerves

her coral hair will soon be
quiet & locked in sleep

the cat naps with her new

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take a picture, it will last longer

to them of plastic extensions &
perfect buttocks
this solar hole is vulgar

somewhere a motionless lunatic is being struck
& windows applaud by
extending their eyes:

architect
veins
a living taste or waste
wireless
bloodless

malarkey:
a civil layer of jam on cracker

cracker:
donate
raw hide
pinmonkey

a 'thing'

the voice of time is heavy
a revolving satellite
a toilet

is there such a thing as calm
pollution

sang u in o lent

in the hum of dark
cool towers

lovers in the shower

@ gifts.com
a man spends too much on
roses & silly string

So Hot

like skin.a love, slightly dainty.
protection.
tender softness in text area above add
not keep-out

so I paste the sky with
petal laughter & wild toes

I can desktop,
photo-montage
the worm preserved, A solid curve.
Type and click text
cut it
have random acts
in the cracks
where night smiles
freeze
white

then crawl down into the slow window
blowing the machine
Google black leather, to fit tip of finger
while rubber is Tight & pasted

your move is checked
to finish your soul-can
full of still, small, sweet cakes &
yes, the sucky sun, coming
hits the panes,
and you
fist to your mouth

Nina Can't Believe

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

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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.

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