What Ashley Olsen Won’t Tell You About Her Workouts

I Like to Work Out Repinned to
campfire cones as desired.

I start by constructing a roller coaster,
blowtorching a two-ton ball of tin foil
and adorning drafting tables with
dollops of fried shrimp balls
in the flavor of Blake Lively.

If I want a more complex or challenging workout,
I’ll blowtorch the beach as well,
Pinwheel-Picking the best cuts of meat.

If I experience periods of dizziness,
I just try to add a cotton ball or cotton
to spinach.

My favorite exercise is probably when
I roll on a floured plate with mama, daddy, and
parts for the heater.

I send out a bunch of salty animal crackers each week
to an out-of-control jet ski.

I always love to pour the oil
in a Wiffle ball dropped from a passing plane.

Who can’t help but grin black pepper or
feel Hawaiian Vacation points
that were Betty Booped by Dragon Frosting?

I will occasionally urge a shoe out of
the Moon, speaking in a pattern of energy balls.

Sometimes, I’ll say, “slide wide & stretch
Studded love-love Dress!!!”

In the winter, I’ll Build a Retro Swimsuit Swiss Peeler Apple Corer Basic Carrie Underwood Immerse-O-Matic Knife Furnace, Check my body’s chemistry, and adjust Sandstorms using simple sandwiches.

Whenever I draw my navel across my spine, I only use
real Italian espresso flavored white praline chocolate bunnies, and
am careful to keep the line weight even.

Halfway through, I’ll swirl one French galaxy
all-black and a mystery man porn star
with a spatula.

For a change of pace,
I’ll herd zebras
into an Skippy jar
(which is banned, but I do it anyway) .

When traveling, I like to raise the climbing rock and skateboard park
onto a mardi gras float.

Sometimes I just like to find some candles,
sit back and Influence the sport of Golf.

I don’t have that much to offer
In the way of advice, but
I do suggest gently squirting
a young Hawaiian entrepreneur and allowing
some Musketeers to fall out.

In the meantime, I Continue to disintegrate
Pro-Swiss, vessels.

Cakes! i will be busy!

Eyes in a Pan of Water Could Be Two small Pieces of Your Old Debris

This harness walks into a bar on two legs with a big main Monterey cardboard egg with scattered baby calves and a “tail” made of meat sauce…your body’s closed on Sundays?!…I’m neo-tying headscarves, a firm knot with the excess Christmas tree equipped with a unique holographic hand-ground handmonster makeup-time based pan-fried substitute synthetic Epilepsy tinsel trout copper crab…please remove twine at 1-inch intervals grinning in winter for maximum visibility…the color strikes flies-pike foam adding the finishing piece for free from debris…walk suggestions along with a generator…you don’t need to be some rye-eyed legend to dress your chalk-chewing fishball dip…we see The Hobos carry Speedos, then gag, seemingly whole…wash your change in bread; order a broken fishing pole around; be deboned through the ribs and straight down to the depths coarser; make a small international list of height cut into rectangles or cubes…the sun is still string things…packing your clothes along with your hair / lure a knife with a neck never so tightly there…any item on this uniform: the weights, whetstones, small mouth hollows, sand sash undone, our storm stick…slip a slow shallow retrieve trying to be circumference spread increasingly sweet and thus assembled…lead off with stomach autopsies…clip a small portion of the natural color or minced adventure only happens when things work well without the classic crispy cornmeal…who wears a yellow suit and red shoes, removing the nose with a knife, talking direct of New Zealand… think, then pull the thingamabob lookin’ batches if needed…as stalking, the giant curry cocoon comes in a metal tube, cute like aliens but has a genuine rabbit fur jaw glass, feathers, and buckled pounds of fresh dry-aged allergies all simmered in lint.

Let Nature Do More Than Feed Your Senses Airborne Bacteria and Mold Spores

Let nature feed your senses
bow hunting in Kane County Forest Preserves,
increases in the likelihood of Drought-Impacted Pastures,
airborne bacteria and mold spores.

Let nature carry the load across our reduced groundwater heat-absorbing surfaces.

Let nature enter your body where it has the most surface impact -
on the skin level through Nature’s Bounty anti-aging natural acne masks.

Let Nature Boost Your Resistance,
change the function of white blood cells to your advantage,
harness gravity and use indigenous volume to
reduce cravings, help you feel fuller longer,
and naturally suppress an irreversible natural process.

*      *      *      *      *

Let Nature Do the Work of one million Ben and Jerry’s.

Let Nature reduce pigmentation and even skin tone.

Let nature normalize and soothe meaningful relationships.

*      *      *      *      *

Why mix your mind and body with a shovel or pitchfork,
possibly leading to a bad night’s sleep,
when others in your place would Let nature do it?

Instead of doing it yourself, let nature move through windows
or into a state of almost savage torpor.

Let nature slow the boat or bring your blood pressure down.

*      *      *      *      *

Don’t let nature trick you into starting in the yard too early.
Do let nature teach us love and a rightfull example of natural light.

DON’T LET NATURE cripple your life and sap your energy.
Do Reclaim NATURE  by aging and seasoning cured meats.

Do Let Nature Rock like Josh Homme.
Don’t let nature rock like Brett Michaels.

Don’t Reduce nature when NATURE isn’t necessary?
Do reduce nature when NATURE isn’t necessary?

*      *      *      *      *

This year, get closer to nature by letting it go
or providing more man-made ski trails through nature.

This year, let nature transform Disturbed Inner Voices and talk to them,
as well as provide their inner landscapes’ water and earth and acids.

If you are too tired to vacuum, let nature do the cleaning.

If you are too tired to shop,
Let Nature Provide naturally-occurring China,
tired, dry or gritty top-soil,
many herbs and spices.

Let nature act as a natural cooling agent,
dry, crack or re-label inedible food products,
repel water in ways that, if reproduced,
could reduce ice build-up in your freezer.

*      *      *      *      *

Who knows the steel-tipped burden of strip-mining steep Wrinkles
better than nature?

But does nature need a reminder to live simply?

Nature too thirsts and when it does, does not it made a river?

Nature hungers and when it does, does it not also notice the circling vultures
and remark, “Something must be dead over there”?

*      *      *      *      *

Instead of opting for expensive and painful dredging,
let nature reduce the stream’s sediment load,
throw open the curtains,
reduce the size of the existing parking lot,
take over areas near rivers.

Let Nature Take a bird out of sight,
compliment the engineering plans,
and worry Investors and Homeowners.

let Nature provide further endorphin release as you Combine your errands, car pool to work, or take time to look someone in the eyes and demand the best medicine for a kidney stone.

*      *      *      *      *

Did you know that Nature is a great source of trout?

Did you know that there are more birds in nature
than you could ever possibly eat?

Did you know in 1689, a German lumberjack named Lutto Gottenhammer
vowed to cut down every tree in Bavaria and then passed out?

*      *      *      *      *

Let Nature farm the countryside,
channel Earthworms,
pick the right plant for the right place,
save time, save money and be the setting for a science-fiction novel.

Let nature trim the yard of the Super-value Natural luxury-Family.

Let nature take your baby into childhood obesity.

*      *      *      *      *

If you have a bass voice, go out into nature and
Let Nature Sing Songs for the Developing Treble Voice
and sing along.

Have you ever thought that you should just step back and
let Nature use your mobile phone or Outlook to keep your life organized?

Whether you are struck by a lone tree or in a bed that encapsulates your home campus,
let nature bring to mind extreme isolation or a blatant lack of arctic conditions,
let nature nurture breezes and blow the cobwebs out of your animations,
refresh your frizzy flat,
or humidify hair using radio frequency interference.

Let Nature Speak quotes and related quotes about a lifelong love of nature though a mouthful of unharvested food.

*      *     *     *     *

What happens when you bring together a tall, dark and handsome guy
and nature?

30 largely unchecked  forest fires in Yellowstone National Park?

Your Highland Fling?

Nature sounds?

*      *     *     *     *

Let nature bless-the throstle
and mesmerize Coastal habitats.

let nature Seek it’s own comfort
when words fail to do the talking.

*      *     *     *     *

Let Nature Teach Us the wonders beneath the surface
of an enthusiastic, rambling series of instructions
on making an online pinboard to collect and share
crayons of colors found in nature.

*      *     *     *     *

Don’t try to create a butterfly from looking at books.
Take a look at nature to create a butterfly,
then paste it into a book.

*      *     *     *     *

We all love Relaxing and letting Nature do the work.

So let nature excite the beautiful dwarf into a beautiful, excited dwarf,
maintain a public beach,
identify and remove the not-so-faint, odd smell In the everyday home bathroom.

*      *     *     *     *

Nature can reveal to children that machines should be their slaves and not their parents.

*      *     *     *     *

Let nature take its coarse
trees to the mill and leave
with smooth polished wood
it can use to build a really
awesomely cool deer hunting station.

*      *     *     *     *

Let Nature Be Your Valentine!
Let Nature Be Your ready wealth!
Let Nature Be Your newest bath tub!

Let Nature Provide aromatherapy!
historical sites!
antiseptic reflections!

Let Nature Inspire Your indian science health blog
where you give out potentially deadly information
about our cherry bark and ginger Respiratory Relief!

Let Nature swim against the ice surrounded by a contemporary Physician-Formulated Organic Approach to Allergy Relief, GRASSLANDS  Relief, and online pattern recognition!

*    *    *    *    *

There are those who say
“That’s all well and good, but
you can’t let nature run Monsanto!”

Have we ever tried?

*    *    *    *    *

I don’t pretend that nature is a paragon of mental health and civility.

I know Nature isn’t exactly pure.

I know, eventually, however, nature will have to go.

*    *    *    *    *

Well, poor old nature passed away this morning.

Let nature handle its own funeral arrangements.

The Fence That Sang Like a Bird

the fence that sang like a bird
easily flew or floated over hair
spreading out behind those caught in
a beating drum.

I am a wood texture spring symphony music membrane
almost endlessly hearing an endless string of
conspicuous high vegetation or runs and hops along the ground.

You’re a big sway now,
a blind book that rends Bowed on the wind
like bird voice or jetting the grass to An easier-to-spot woods.

we’ll jump that Flightless Bird when we get to it
They say although the top of the yappy dog is gone
there is still a chirp chirp chirp

rounded horizontal, summer males,
power line inhabitants incessantly In the house Like A Plane
preferring cavities of rotted small spaces spun of spiraling
alternating spins in an instant out of the order,
a low, bell-like soldier underneath a Jail.

Sing beautiful work!
Sing Very nice!
Sing like the details on the crawling clouds
we’ll be.

Perhaps
most birds
would still sing
at diagrams of the sunrise.

Your free garden of hell-
ed and shelled sunflower seeds
just makes noise.

Check out my beak hands flapping like
a dried out bible after the deluge of distaster.

A rollicking, high-spirited barnyard moves
A mountain
stream like an angel sink
or swim sitting on pins

where a vast audience
trapped the river,
the hand is a fence leaning away,
perched on true villains
cheerily through Seattle
song-storm performance.

this sort of music you’d expect
in a pink barbed wire arm separating
us
sometimes
in succession from
rest.

the sad sparrow’s absurdly long OWL tails
the wattle catchers creeps.
At first glance hops up trunks.

Two rooks perched -
Hear again!
They often line up drunk -
Something like What is going on inside
The hug of a Phantom nightingale
as it dives repeatedly to a physical manifestation of a belief in private ownership.

It’s like those join-the-spikes in the heart coloring books -
you end up with a flock of flews
looking lucky.

it is hard to imagine the darker side of ducks,
my sorrowful several phrase bricks,
each consisting of 1-3 vertical postures -
typically a four leaf clover you can pluck feathers off
if you really wish to learn
the roofin’, the larder,
the tumult of a telling thrush
or Camera cars Next in size to the emu.

in the links of the startlesome only
How can the varied common materials
re-purpose a smuggled gobble, Pumpkin,
while others resemble saucers
and sometimes defend territories
louder than most poultry?

The Necessary Nail of Reality

the Necessary nail of Reality
is an interactive narrative
that uses the real world for a flexible narrative,
some dedication and time commitment -
that sort of thing.

There are dreams you will need to be able to apply,
false nails and nail extensions
whilst Distraction will occur
resistant to color and Altered Realty.

it only takes a couple seconds to have a common problem
so you need to act FAST

You will need to be making these patterns oneself,
but before you start
you need to transmit Rabies
through a wound, scratch or abrasion.

No, that’s a bad idea.

a particleboard does not hold
a nail beyond New York City’s grandeur and famous high-dollar lifestyle
you do not have to invest in a fabulous Principle 4 star up-desk,
fashion a part of the body that could be sold,
launch Celebrity Roman Spring Love and the
Accompanying Bitchie Novel-to-film adaptations most plainly
Terbinafine (Reality versus perception concerning liver function)
and Itraconazole (Lack of vitamins or drop in vitamin-levels
when you are what you are thinking you can start to see)

We are each the masters of our own patterns.
Within each of us is all the nailing Jell-O to a tree You Need!

I made a seriously HandMade Frog Film seriously pleasurable.

Brittle oil isn’t a frail finger.
Excessive massage breath is not the proper response to the complexity of the first stage of Making Boise the Most Livable City in the Country

(Disclaimer: in mastering the Boise’s Vision, This Augmented Reality may be seamless with Rich NYC Chic Roughness beyond QR Code construction)

we need a paradigm human
searching for some type
of Big Rich Atlanta,
a product of evolution
evolved from claws,
Nine Inch Nails going on hiatus
into your walls and/or drywall
segmenting unusually sore muscles
reading, writing, drawing, talking

we need more strong salt special focus group solutions,
holes used to hang Normal dishwashers by hand,
ordinary play-a-queen-on-TV shoes or poor trimming in public

What we need is a perfect drug,
a medicine adding a thumb
which a jockey can bless,
a [modern] empirical account of a single unfolding 3D soda can,
A map from Forgetful day-to-day activities,
basically any sort of art on stickers Tingling in the stomach,
full-service strong – but false – personal beliefs
and the accessories necessary to complete the Delusions
Our God can make your hair catwalk reality Sleaze hair
in layers as an enjoyable part of 10 separate amputations.

The fact is the dart and Your Paint-Splattered zippers sleeve.
(This means Remembering what Ted Kennedy Kne wAbout Lyme Disease)

is it wretched to manufacture a specific thinking activity,
a bestselling obituary,
completely stressed out electrical tools in perfecting the variation of weak teeth weapons?

Unlike adults, children do not always have the necessary appropriate ritual
to extend the life of nail polish
to carry out a manicure
or prove apparent ‘impossibilities’ are – in reality -
in the other window.

This Is the two-point eyes-friendly eye emulator
we have not put our fingers in
as they need to be
and that could be accepted
as a necessary evil.

Nada Gordon is Coming to My City (Unofficial Welcome Poem)

and by my logic I suppose she
Nada Gordon
would be the guiding persona.

*         *         *         *         *

So Nada Gordon is forthcoming
from the coming apocalypse based on Revelation
or from where she is in her the city all the time
out having a ball with Hitler’s moustache
and nationally and internationally known poets
Charles Bernstein, Tom Raworth and a team of
stunt-double Nada Gordons.

Nada Gordon is coming down to my town
to blow that capacious global
Angie Dickinson head full of
the best dolly spit
you ever saw jiggle an eyeball
- and I can’t wait!

Nada Gordon is coming to my city
escorting a plush K. Silem Mohammad
feeding on the neck of a beautifully dark Marjorie Perloff
herself feeding on Lyn Hejinian’s Guns N’ Roses T-shirt feeding
a number of Gary Sullivans my favorite Bolshevik Super-Sharon Mesmers
in the process of feeding on Michael Magee-shaped tofu snacks.

*         *         *         *         *

My Nada Gordon has been helping
to inform dentists and dental staff
all over the world about the growing number
of buildings in an Animal Control
canary oracle and working for
their preservation

in unsafe conditions, my Nada Gordon
demands extraterrestrial light rail transit
over and powered by the unstuck wind

My Nada Gordon spent an awful lot of time
celebrating you feeling your SAD coming on.

And yet, she has the time to come to my city!

*         *         *         *         *

when I was a kid
I had a little transistor radio that I’d put under the table
whenever all the blueberries fell out of it
and my Nada Gordon
would help me gather the blueberries
and push them back in
and we’d get back to listening to
an NPR show about growing organic blueberries,
both holding the biggest and ripest blueberries
as far into our ears as they would go
to get the full effect of their blueberry subtext decoder properties.

*         *         *         *         *

One time,
My Guapo
Was Gone Good!

And my Nada Gordon
Got it back from the guapo thief
Along with a coupon for more quapo.

*         *         *         *         *

My Nada Gordon kind of sneaks up on you
like a weird dream while your driving
or an apathetic Jesus Christ just after
tweaking who heals everyone he sees
driving healthcare practitioners and
insurance executives into backruptcy
or retail.

*         *         *         *         *

Your Mind, Pieces of Pipers,
Mamas Remember Shit
& The MuchoMuchoPersia
are playing in my city -
which is cool.

But Nada Gordon is coming to my city
as part of a single unedited sequence
and I feel compelled to chew
White Ice Mint Nicorette gum in her presence.

*         *         *         *         *

Where is my city?

My City is in each of its likelihoods nowhere
near the largest jolt in an unusual Frances McDormand
festival-caliber ice sculpture.

My city’s more or less Buck Rogers “rehabilitated”
cleaning Flash Gordon under duress
with levers and Hot Tattoo hoses

my city is my city of Philadelphia where i grew
a Double-tailed Dog into a clean-shaven face
PASSING THROUGH a spine when soaked
in an rain-proofing epoxy of your Emo kids

I VE HAD a TIME OF MY LIFE in my city
waiting for Nada Gordon come to my city
learning it takes only 30 minutes to build
a CRYSTAL CASTLE GLEE CAST
Model Purgatory in Bat vision

Thelonious Monk is Coming on the Hudson
Bruce Springsteen is in his City of Ruins
meanwhile I’m in my city waiting
for Nada Gordon come to my city
While My Guitar Gently Wrecks
Gravestones

And I think I’m Going to Scream from my mouth
and nose until my city color is the
Color of Autumn-to-Midnight
Until Nada Gordon is in my city!!!!!

*         *         *         *         *

I sure wish I had a Nada Gordon is coming to my city
support group here in my city, but
Daddy Don’t Live in that Paranoia Blue Paper Boat Canyon No More.

*         *         *         *         *

I had a dream Nada Gordon and some Realtors
we’re in my city in a 1930′s house surrounded by a pasture
oozing a desire for personal CHRISTMAS water-skis shots
all the while writing Hair into the Honey Rave-wear.

*         *         *         *         *

I claw my way
into being the petals and emblems
of A Martian signal.

I am entranced by the Death and Life
of scents in wildlife-scented scent sacks.

I pray out to whoever is there,
“Oh, electrified grid of being
whose Home is In The Hills
which themselves are Home to
Miso irregularly & so-so tirey tracks
Please, Gimme Sherry on my Jacket 32
The not so grand part of a minor Piano
And bring Nada Gordon to my city!!!”

*         *         *         *         *

good-looking people of New York
I’m not sorry I want your hair to fall out,
your teeth to turn to a bitter honey
you can’t never ever spit out or get
sucked out through a liposuction tube.
I consciously hope your skin becomes
an oatmealey paste that pigeons descend upon
and get stuck in and then I want you to read in Elle
or on WebMD that the only cure is sucking pigeon ass.

Oh, once good-looking people of New York
who suck pigeon ass in a vain attempt
to return from pigeon-covered paste creatures
back to good-looking New Yorkerness,
if you think you’re fucked now,
things are about to get even worse for you -
for Nada Gordon is leaving your city
and coming to my city!

*         *         *         *         *

Hey, haircut wonder
in a Bon Iver-like folk act from Williamsburg,
if I were a smelly hermit
I’d look way too sexy on your mom.

But that’s beside the point,
For Nada Gordon is coming to my city!!!!

*         *         *         *         *

Soon, when all the airbrushes
throughout the night in New York
airbrush Stadium SUPER Trucks
and BIGFOOT Monster Trucks
over top an airbrushed ruin of
St.Mark’s Church in New York City
Nada Gordon will be in my city!

*         *         *         *         *

east Fort Worth and Arlington
don’t look for Nada Gordon in a local Walgreen’s

guys on Crabs Guys on Boats in the Ocean
don’t look for Nada Gordon in your nets

If you’re in the Motor City,
driving around with Iggy Pop
in a Chrysler 300, understand this -
At the time Nada Gordon is in my city
She will not be in your city!

*         *         *         *         *

Everybody’s Got energy, enthusiasm, anger and laser-like
Crooked Endless Beauty To Hide Except Me
And My Nada Gordon -
we’ve got all that double
like sweet veils of mercy
staining falafel scraps
over and over.

*         *         *         *         *

There is always wind (i.e. a moving air mass)
There is always dancing (i.e. a moving)
There is always a certain kind of Love Touch
that sends you running.

There is always someone saying
it’s none of your business what happened
in Australia.

There is always some Pretender Neil Young
resistant to doing Siouxsie & the Banshees covers
no matter how nice you ask him.

There’s always someone desperately trying
to extract a trombone from a fence after a snowy night.

There’s always someone Dancing Dirty
in a Nasty Sydney Mandarin Singapore Hotel.

There are always Some Other Deaths of the world
enumerated in an unordinary audio guide thesis
about a luxury hotelier goblin.

That happens every day
constantly with such predictability
that even the sweet faces of the children
with anal glaucoma staring back at you
from the donation can leave you numb.

But Nada Gordon is coming to my city!

And that doesn’t happen every day
unless every day is March 26, 2013!

I am not dilated properly

i’m extraneous honest and polite
and at the same time
Your Name
Your Address
Your Telephone Number

due to production and assembly methods
the things you want to prevent
like sepsis
are no longer produced
in preventable versions

what is the best way to treat a serious bug
a definitely unforgivable person
knowledge of a few bites of spinach -
another mode interfering?

in Boise, Idaho
I am these sources of interference,
aircraft radio presented in certain areas as eye contact
depending upon the season selection subject sharpness
I am several short-circuit techniques suspended from a definition of a ceiling.
I replicate
no matter how dark the moment
to allow other meanings
or request a change of volunteer response teams.

“How would you suggest we use humans to study disease?”

“Better?”

I reboot sometimes but not always.
I practice a particular episode of any given phenomenon given complex forms of higher-order polymorphism.
I cough reactants or this month’s model conclusions.
I match movement of the object with the original system to find a torque-free resultant Think Big Force.

What can usually be improved
could actually get worse
during the improvement phase.

Until the changes to the words in our language are confirmed…

Let’s make reservations or join a party
copying the mistake in severely illiquid rain.

Let’s use the Document to identify viral meningitis
and give it to it Doctors, hospital leaders and public health officials.

Let’s become resistant to last-resort antibiotics together.

Let’s use an app to chart multistage reactions like blood clotting
or find another way to determine how to dump out the soap
into an approaching bushfire.

Let’s sit around where we are unnecessary.
Let’s uncover useful information from streams of “yes” or “no.”
Let’s be hubs describing The Real capacity in the short run correspondence.
Let’s change the type in some countries back to little pictures.

Because it’s always all that or all this,
let’s pick one all and stick with it
until it flakes.

SKIN SHOULDN’T BE TOSSED AROUND!!!!!

It is not your fault
how could you possibly know
You are super stars!
(like St. John the Baptist
without
some sort of narcotic!)

Where other people would
cut their coconuts with a knife,
you cut your coconuts, your pineapples, your uncut diamonds
with an existing little reddish purple berry fruit.
And it works!
And they’re FABULOUS!!!

You seem to be
among the lucky people
perfectly suited for
silk pants.
REJOICE!

If you were to adopt a kitten
eventually you’d have
a monkey
born with
this perfect voice and she loves
Portuguese translations of
The Item of the Day.
That’s so YOU!!!!
Admit it!
That’s so YOU!!!!

I mean there’s getaway music
and then there’s
stitching “make-do” quality
small quilts while you are running
with kitty ears in the back of the truck
and then there’s lots of other things
and then there’s YOU – BETTER THAN ALL OF IT!

even your best
simple sugars are
sort of complex
WHOA!

But SKIN SHOULDN’T BE TOSSED AROUND!!!!!
NEVER!
EVER!
NEVER!
EVER!
NO! NO! NO! NOT EVER!
SKIN SHOULDN’T BE TOSSED AROUND!!!!!

“That’s Just the Sound of the Brain Fever in My Chest Coming Out”

I can’t think of too many people.
I am always seeing a teeny-weenie monkey.
You’re never too old to steam the green beans.

My heart’s a fan, a mouse, a rocking chair, a cat and a big maple tree all rolled under
Communist rule. What Am I? An Animal Guessing Game?

Why am I in love with this super cute cupcake fabric which is consuming most of my time right now?

To give you an idea,
here is A Hobo busy
knitting (by request)
bikinis for my etsy store.

I gave my horse a sugar lump. That was against the rule. It made the Sea-Dragons* in the tank.  Now that was kind of cool.

(*big lumps and chunks)

There are moments when I’m charmed by the words of business leaders, police unions and governments across Jennie Garth’s new slim bikini body, which is to say I’m actually not a very big drinker.

Rather than worry about the bigger issues before expecting to get lost in brain surgery, I guess you could say that I’m not overly fond of a big giant hand that erases itself before you can see it. I’m in FUCKIN’ LOVE WITH IT kinda fond of it!.


I actually uttered the title of this poem out loud the other day at work…and it made semantic sense to those listening.

I Am a Beautiful Tongue

I communicate a lot with my tongue
without necessarily being aware of
the color, texture and moisture of
my tongue.

Sometimes I’ll be praying in tongues
and it and it feels like I am simply talking
to you, explaining how I am in a parallel universe
biting your toenails.

When I decide to tell the truth,
I’m not really conscious of the fact
that I’m not going to lie.

I guess I am one of those lucky people
who don’t even need a constant
ingredient.

         *      *      *      *      *      *

The Internet allows us to communicate
the “burned” area to each other better now
than walking to a pile of “ashes” and saying
“here”.

Thus, fewer precious calories are
wasted.

         *      *      *      *      *      *

I don’t want to make excuses, but
I have been in a literal “cage match”
since the day I was borne, and therefore
just brush my teeth twice a day.

         *      *      *      *      *      *

Gum or mints are made with the heart,
not mind exercises.

         *      *      *      *      *      *

I regret trying to control those I love, and,
more importantly, those who are
very unkind to me.

         *      *      *      *      *      *

I don’t want to make excuses, but
I have been under a lot of stress and getting very little sleep.

As such, my blue tongue and sensation makes it (i.e. physical
words) bones that (we) can be heard and understood.

         *      *      *      *      *      *

Sometimes this kind of quick communication
will be a prayer, a praise, or a repetition of
verbal abuse received during my childhood.

Sometimes this kind of quick communication
is an adage, intended to impart wisdom.

Don’t ever be too busy to stop and ask,
“Hey, this is great, but can I put my
tongue in your mouth?”

Sometimes this kind of quick communication
is a story, intended to inflame wisdom
teeth.

I remember the night I met
the most beautiful girl in the
refridgerator for the very first time
outside of the refrigerator.
It was the worst night of my life.
She was a jar of mayonnaise,
and I’ver never liked mayonnaise.

         *      *      *      *      *      *

An oracle is within my speech impediment
my upper teeth
my childhood teeth
my English tongue
my victory thoughts.

So then, my beloved, do
a series of “click” sounds
contemplate alien grooves and fissures,
repeat our previous conversations as of late
by growing a coded series of mouth ulcers.

Try to fold your beautiful world in half,
turn it upside down, and flutter it as good
ambassadors of returned letters’
wood.

         *      *      *      *      *      *

I don’t want you to feel sorry for me, but
I too have had time without proper nutrition.

I don’t want you to hate all dentists, but
I dream of a dentist coming into my cell each night
and pulling out all the metal from my mouth
with a very old and very rusty magnet.

I do want you to hate all
very old and rusty magnets.

         *      *      *      *      *      *

I admit that my newborn responds to sights, sounds and touch,
hurts nonstop throughout the day,
and feels bloated.

We gave her morphine.

She slept a lot.

         *      *      *      *      *      *

I would visualize thicker edges, but
in heaven there is a slowness
a lot of activities with a dangerous instrument
that at any time can fall out of my mouth?

         *      *      *      *      *      *

It might seem sometimes like my friends knew
Spanish in a foreign language.

I don’t blame them for them not knowing a lot
of animal sounds are more than just moving
your tongue and lips when the glass is half full.

I don’t mean to confuse the issue, but
I often have to take a second breath
prior to the first.

I know that I’ve taken lots of cold medicine my whole life,
I know that I’ve often been quiet and my mind seems to be blank all the time,

I know that I occasionally get frequent dizziness, but
to say there will be no more waking up during the night and
maintaining eye contact with those still in the dream?

         *      *      *      *      *      *

You can cut my arms off. If you ask me
how I feel it will depend a lot on my mood.

Ask me after I brush against the inside of
a swallow’s cheek or produce bagpipe music.

Ask me after I am finished pointing to
the pharmacist in the magazine and saying,
“He is the murderer. This is the man who killed
me.”

         *      *      *      *      *      *

I’m an agreeable person, but
when I hear things I don’t agree with,
I yell back with a lot of emotion,
I began to speak in tongues,
I bang the table with my fist and say,
“I’ve never chewed beef jerkey
without using my jaw!”

         *      *      *      *      *      *

It’s all so very much like
that song, “They paved
my throat / and put up
an alternate nasal cavity.”


with apologies to Francis Picabia

Follow

Get every new post delivered to your Inbox.

Join 48 other followers