ted dansion

you go on a date and keep on telling her
"I'm a bad boy."
she smiles a smile that says
your a child in a war with a red toy boat
and she as already done a piece on sign language
on dead animals

you make love while you wear leather
then she watches you fight some high school kids
"I'm a bad boy." is the only thing you say to her
and you say it often
she tells jokes about snow globes at the gallery
she works at
can you even believe that Ted Danison wasn't shot yet.

blah

You defecate in your pants in a way that makes sense to only you
you meet a person in a two dimensional plane
the person says
"if your not dying or having sex, then your lying." You laugh
and develop a fast food commercial that humans like so much
that they sing it in dogs ears
your walking down the street and you see a person
singing to there dog
you take the dog and suspend it exactly between
the distant of the earth and sun
using the resurrected organs of everyman who as
died in war and women who has died in giving birth
it's cliché you know but you try to win

black/white

Thw sun told the king of all kings
when he was in an orgy
the he was still alone

and the beat poet
took down his black shoes
when he saw the mad man
talk to the weather man

the painter, painted there last sunset
when he watched a child
laughing at an animal defecating

my grandfather once said
"That you can answer everything
with a clicha, so have sex."
and that it a true story

shoes

you watch coffee drip
while saying the word lesbian
over and over again
while wearing red
you think about moving
to Buffalo.

the exact replica of what
Reebok shoes could have been

Rod Stewart.

You have things and you move them
and it is your chose of where to move them

but these actions do not go beyond the idea
of the thing

you don't think you communicate anything knew about the thing
just something different
it's a sad day for you one of fear but deep down perhaps truth

you dream of changing the thing
but you don't think that you will
and that will be part of your life
and you will try your best to something, like
still do it

comedy#68495433953945349534

You stand in your heat controlled house
your shoes on fire
and microwave a metal glass of water which as no nickname
you come to the realization that humor
is the only humor that exists
you buy 5 cakes
you burn pornography inhaling the smoke

"Easy metaphor." Your mom says
while stepping out of her labratory
"I'll bring it to a science, two dimensional
orgaism, perpetual laughter."

She then tells you some bullshit
about light and darkness

you step out of the house and exhale the smoke in a
childs face and tell a joke.

a good sandwich

You do something and it's complex and simple
and it can't be explained
and everyone that ever existed likes it.

did you notice how i spelled that one word* acutally it doesn't look that wrong.

"Let's just dance!"
You say in wonderment to Pete
like all the country music video's were just theological
codes condensed into a single synapse
for the nerdy kid in the pg movies
where he learns that he has super powers
and he understands them in the same second
and like the bully whose mouth falls wide open,

Pete says "Yes, I will dance," to you
and like the pretty girl who always phsicolgically*
had a crush on the nerdy kid
because of his unconditional kindness

Pete smiles and you both know that its kind of a joke
but you slow dance in a parking lot
and you both think how not make a sequal

“Don’t you believe!” you declare to your death row cell mates
they don’t answer
at first they responded to your truths by saying bad things to you
then they hurt you
you continued you were just being honest
they raped you
the things is you can time travel
and before the night of each one of your cell mates execution
you take them to the beginning of time
“Fuck I’m sorry I raped you,” they all say sincerely
after this event they naturally invite your to there execution
which certainly surprises the guards your not very popular in the prison
NOT DONE

civil war poetry

You fucking charge!
and you think to yourself why I’m I swearing
would god swear? Probably not
you think as your running towards your death
out of the corner of your eye you see man yelling, bleeding and crying
is swearing the end or beginning of language
do poor people create swear words or rich?
you hold your surf board as best you can forward
as you crash in to enemy lines in the last civil war battle
yelling out every swear word that wasn’t invented into there faces

dry hupping #7

Your done painting birds that cannot fly
with your blood, your bad blood.
You show pictures of yourself thinking about yourself
to your guru
"I'm I lying or being "really" fucking real?" You say
"Love love, love." The Guru murmurs and flies away.

You go to a middle school dance and sit in the middle of the floor
trying to understand what ambiguity is
if you can just understand things that you can understand
the kids ae either all dry hupping or crying
you call a random dentist!

AT THE LIBRARY

You’r a mover, you move!
“I move my body, which is under my control!”
the man without legs demends that you say this to him
the man without legs believes that he must face the truth at all times.
The man without legs could call you Pete
but water colors haven’t changed the effects of elbow commercails in the 1970’s
“I mean how many LL bean sweaters need to vote democrat for me to keep under 30 years old for ever?”
The man without legs calls you Peter.
You and the man without legs believe in an absoulte honest friendship
But it just goes in circles
You continue to anylize the first thing you ever said to each other
“hello”
It’s comforting you both figure that if you master just a small element of reality
Then it will shine a light on the rest of eternity.
“We need to go forwards” you say to him at times
the man without legs yells at you
“You know how many deaths there as been on this planet! Science can only takes us so far. We need the strength to not clone a person…(the man without legs pauses he always’s does at this point) but to understand them.”
You draw circles together
and go to elemantary schools where you tell them that they are sqaures
For five hours a day the man without legs asks you
“Why did you say hello?”
For five hours you think and say reasons until you both cry holding each other
Demanding that god arrive now
As your crying you think about how you won’t be coming back to this house ever again
Your going to center of the earth to I DON'T HAVE ENOUGH TIME TO FINSH THIS I'M AT THE LIBARAY WILL COME BACK BUT NEED TO SAVE IT, SO FUCKING WEIRD, RIGHT, RIGHT?