Category: “Unpoetry”

Flowers make smiles in circular tones.

Coffee brings home youths up all night.

Happy tango tooths smoke valuable

Couches. Unreal mountain tops tap tingling

Unwrapped presents. Do a funky sandwich.

Create a space to plaster your face all over

The wall. When the Indians come, the

Cowboys run. But the guns bring a quick

End to all the fuss. It must be that Martians

Completely inhabit a large span of

Cornfields in eastern Idaho. Let’s make a

Mix.

Slinking down a frown, I’m determined to

Be found. I try to attack, but I don’t have

Quite the knack. Sometimes, when the wind

Blows through my sleeves, I take out all the

Leaves in my tables. Only on even days, tho.

Shunt in spleen not clean you’re mean I

Don’t I want to be free from all of the crap

Tired of trying and not trying and looking

At myself like a nutcase a positively quirky

Puzzling mess of a human being I give.

I have a voice I am who I am I am lost in

The Netherland of nothing all around me

Do you find things as slow as they seem

To go to me? I wonder if arrows fly in

Between the sky the rainbow dies in the

Clouds.