Azos

The last time, the last time-

I wrote. it 

didn’t come out, come off..

Right-

Left, what is left? Give up? no-

No.

Pink dress.

Covered in stars!

(Not as frilly as you’ll remember. )

Fur around her boots.

But her 

Hair,

Two puffs

Two puffs 

Latina face,

But she she intergalactic! 

Not from here, not one of us-

No…

Do not write about…

Birthday girl.

Happy-

Not no don’t,

But it makes-

Happy.

You brought me joy,

A creep-

But your energy,

You’re 

full Of life-

Dancing…

Well,

On behalf of

the creeps,

It is a gift for a 

man to see a beautiful woman

alive!

Give beauty.

You wave goodbye-

 

 I wave back.

You 

Will 

Never 

Know there is a poem 

About You-

Everything I needed to say 

I said to you 

Myself.

There is more beauty 

in the world tonite,

on our world,

and I hope on her's. 

Basin

 There are rules to this bitch

Reincarnation

What in darnation?

Frustration

Pink carnation-

And there lies the truth-

Reminder 

Remainder 

Gravitational field.

The basin

Holding holy water.

To wash

Wash 

Away-

A way 

Your sins.

Leaving clean,

Until it’s time

To roll around in the dirt again.

The basin waits. 

Here I Go… Too Late

 So I went outside.. 

I was not- 

At least I don’t ,

Think-

I fucked up. 

I read a muse a poem…

About themselves.

I broke the rules 

The laws Of  Beauty

The Vows Of truth. 

I read a muse her poem.

I became creep,

Creepy creeping creeper -

Her friend putting up a fight, to stay in her 

Black dress, seemed to suggest a pep... 

Talk might-

Might, 

But-

 

I didn’t think, 

Thunk,

Should thinked-

I’m creep, I read her a poem to make her feel, 

Feel,

Feel, 

Feel better.

(I made it worse.)

Worse. 

Was the poem really that bad?

Was it the part about Patty Hearst?

It was the easiest way to remember your look.

I forget,  I always forget,

I was, I was, I was gonna say you look like you came off a 

sonic youth t-shirt, I saw back in  96'.

I forget, I always forget....

But I will remember the lesson. 

Not you, the lesson.

I'm sorry if made you uncomfortable, 

I look for all kinds of muses.

Some poets write about horses and racetracks,

Some poets write about lovers and broken hearts.

Some poets pander about failed revolutions 

I write about sad drunk people in a dive karaoke bar.

Cool Girl Revisited

 You are so fucken cool -

Bangs ,

I’m a sucker for bangs.

And the Beanie-

Perfect hair.

Patty Hearst…

You are 

A dream I had 

When I was 15.

The coolest fucken girl-

Here I go…

She sang the cool 

Song-

“Alll I ever wanted,

all I ever needed…”

Be cool!

Cool…

It’s -

“It is all I ever wanted…’