In my dreams, I burn curtains
vintage german lace
Then wake up violently
Open my door to Daylight
The choice becomes easy
On that note, exist away
I will imagine you again someday

Three recent poems scribbled on restaurant order books:

6/13
As the light-ship crawls,
infinity cringes.
In a surfaceless state,
every question is a stupid one
and so instead we gape.
Sir, please peer
into this sphere
of beast and it's burden.
Crawls the light-ship,
cringes infinite.
Cardboarder & horehound
ascend and then settle
beyond the farthest horizon
an eye has ever seen.

"Starfolk tune out susceptible receivers
to expect the superbeings from outer space.
FIND THE RIGHT CHANNEL."

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Voodoo ethos
Out of tune experience
Murderous silence
Birthday party
Head cartooning
Quantum web
No love
Bacon & dried blood brick
Sperm of Satan
Box of self
God-king
Mickey Mouse bardo
Phantom band
"There is no Disneyland beyond the grave"
You Holy See
Part of my trip
Mind's fist.

7/16/13
From the front seat,
without looking back,
he told me
the Magic City cried for me.
I watched the crucifixes fly by,
stabbing into the dusk
like marble digits.
We'd feasted on
a horizontal door,
hello/ goodbye supper.

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Haiku for Spencer

We are together,
And hopefully tandem-ing
A good day next week