CAConrad

 

 

rehab saved his life but drugs saved mine at the blue HOUR

(written after eating only blue foods for a day
while under the influence of Bobby Vinton’s
"Blue Velvet" played on a continuous
loop from 6 a.m. to midnight)

 

 

as melting glaciers

rush over your

body

              what geology?

 

confused for one

second by your approaching

outstretched

arms

 

we will the heat

from

toe to hip

fragrance of lightning

 

world

smells nice today

our semen

dirty ashtrays

    well of your armpit

defrosted moss tree leaves are

now buds blue or reflections of

sky smell 11th St. bakery

 

Philadelphia use

me to get the

   Love understood

     I'm all yours!

 

another temperature of

human is

another

  folded wing missed by

the tailor

 

does uranium

smell like

yellow cake?

rust? hot

metal? so many

things I want

to smell but am

not allowed

Franz Kafka's

crotch

 

new

voice cracks

on a cord of

    oxygen when your

finger's

up my ass

 

I'm not afraid of

 my insanity

   just my

     growing

inability

    to hide it

 

Alice Notley was

not

married to

Ted Hughes stop

talking like

   that around me fear makes

every            thing

taste better

 

your

forgiveness has gotten

expensive

  let's pan

expansive

  layering

                            of

   fog

 

press

these halves away

from each other

 

press

into loosened

air

 

tentacle suction not

counted on near

the grave

I must stop

carrying my

cave across

the street

 

           dirt on

           dark sweaters

           hides in the

           dark age

 

we are sons or

daughters

or