A rainy week off running round the Davis corner
slowly attack the muggy escalator such feet
bear a prince in mist an upstart among
stares his look dropping headlong
into the crowd of words
so short with fog
and breath

retriever smile
pile pawprints
on subway floor
memorize shoes
lick fingers
for bacon
fluff tail
for words
find eyes
to comb
"take it easy"

having heart attacks
  is no longer so sexy
    fly pigs down West Nile

rain in the red room
drink tea ran
to cut hair light
a candle cook dried
red lentils and
chili powder.

(From a prompt.)

backwards he has a cadence
coughed of crystalline
a specimen
so hardscrabble he's
wicked impossible —
no leaking,
just granite scratches
and specks of lunacy
lining his pockets,
veins jingling like
pennies nascent in
piggybanks.

(From another prompt.)

Inspired by this prompt, to the tune of "What Was Told, That"

What was said to the spider plant that made it wither was said
to me here in my armpit.

What was told the taco that made it weak
and soggy, what was

slurred the PBR so it is what it is, whatever made
HFCS natural, whatever

was said to the inhabitants of the city of Emporia in
Kansas that makes their noses

so tolerant, whatever lets the cherry blossom fall
like a discarded tissue, that is

being said to me now. I sneer. Whatever put blisters in the sun, that's bursting here.
The massive dumpster lid drops; I overflow with excess,
picking old spinach from my teeth,

uncertain about the one to whom every that belongs!

Let me sing
I wish I could
crank out a cool head
draw it down
under any circumstance
described every week
surviving in the wild
no supplies
just the one I want
in the photographs
I took while I played
Blue in Green beautifully
swaying on the bass
so skilled I could paint it
on the piano keys
while I tell you
all about what I just read
I remember it
and everything
perfectly.

a place to discuss
elevator love letter
helicopter spin

spring Tuesday morning
  empty wet recycling bins
    everything returns

Disclose a sentence then
yield to the fragment —
  once you get that
    everything else
    is coarse correction.

then cue fjord in her
  thicker he whizzed dull lushes
foolin' so slay pea

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Also, happy birthday to brilliant anti-poet Anselm Hollo: "The tastemakers will go on // Until they need pacemakers // They always do"

you go on without me
so many times I don't
budge, like Dear Marge,
hello — It's 5:15 a.m.
the good people are gone
  what do you say
we lift a finger,

fully capable but
stopped short —
I knew a place
down a smudge
upwind, but
no change.

If you drink and steal for your cheap thrills,
you might want some of this new pill

naltrexone — we'd ideally
force feed 'em to AIG

but they'd stick us with the deductibles.

FUD ON A SCUD

If you hear an ear-piercing whistle
it's just Kim Il-sung's brand new missile

once called Taepodong
it "sings" pro-sung songs

"It's no iPod!", came Barack's dismissal.

Artists wanted to
save $500 a month
walk for hunger
and learn English
at Harvard
where there's
sweaters 'n ties
such sad eyes
get all the benefits
from medical breakthroughs
to inventive treatments
like free car seats
for infants and children
delay is inevitable
seating a priority
follow the path
to a better life
move a few feet
stop again
you are not anonymous
we made room
one step down
from the space shuttle