Retarded Poet

I held her throat all night.
    No bruises.

Stars were singing all night
    in a violet ring
        with a little pink microphone.

There was bad news from Mars
    roses freezing in carbon dioxide
Bad news under my brain
    bare nerves reaching for anything
        like a lizard's fingers
at the top of her spine
    where a lizard was thinking.

Rose-Atropine

Chicken running around in the yard
with its head cut off
    nightmare running around
in another nightmare
    head still rolling its eyes
pinhole stars on the back of my eyelids

It's a very small world
    farmyard full of bright stars
        lilac iris rose atropine...

Rainbow-fountains converge
     behind the constellations.

Fuck-World

Have you heard the bad news, mother-fuckers?
I heard it from an oven-bird!

Have you heard the bad news, mother-fuckers?
I read it on the moon!

Have you heard the bad news, mother-fuckers?
It's a fire that eats everything!

Every word is a curse!
Every word is a curse!
Every word is a curse, mother-fuckers!

Every word is a curse in your fuck-world!

I heard it from an oven-bird!
I read it on the moon!

Exotic Animals

Have you ever killed a cat?
Don't act like you couldn't do it!
I loved my gnu and you ate its aorta!

Have you ever killed a cat?

Your mommy is a nematode!
You're old and ugly!
All you really want to do is
diddle your ungodly gonads!

Have you ever killed a cat?

Princess

Anorexic
princess
undresses
at Hollywood and Vine
and so what if sardines eat her wallet?

She and I are alone in the nacreous twilight!

In the Age of Dinosaurs

Way back then everything was a lot less heavy,
and a real brontosaurus could bounce around as lightly
as my son's inflatable brontosaurus in the bathtub.

Sometimes I climb down
to the bottom of the toy-box and eat
dinosaur meat in the age of dinosaurs

It's exactly like eating a cloud.

Bingo

Do you live in your car?
Do you live in your toaster?

Bingo!

Everybody is a star!
We own the arcade, and

all of us are
face to face and crazy to crazy

on the bingo stages.

Earthquake

Head-bone connected to the hip-bone!
Hip-bone connected to the moon!

Is this a hoax?
Am I your axel?
Is it time to die?

Do re mi fa so la ti do!
Why am I still singing?