December 24

saggy xmas tits AKA my first night in my new place

it’s almost xmas time
only a couple days left in november
at my new place in or near hollywood
the wind is blowing
xmas lights are up
cars drive by with xmas trees on their roof
inflatable santas wave in the breeze

there are these lights across the street
they look like 2 saggy tits hanging
like baseballs in tube socks
and as the wind blows
the 2 saggy tits sway
like a middle aged mother
naked and bent over
on her hands and knees
shaking her tits
back and forth
as she’s getting piped
between the saddle bags

there was an explosion
right outside my window
scared the shit right out of me
and down my leg
everyone ran out to look
normally when there’s a loud noise
like that
people stay inside
but this one was loud enough
that everyone wanted to see

they ran to their
windows
doors
patios
porches
watched all the lights flash
on all the different cars
up and down the street
all out of sync
from one another
but every so often
the lights would sync
and then be out of sync
all over again

we all listened to the alarms
of all these different cars
blast into the dark night
we all waited for the cops
and the firetrucks to show
so we could see
what the fuck
just blew up
and after a couple minutes of waiting
everyone went back inside
living life
just as they did before
because no one
and i mean no one
is ever going to fucking
find out

cars drive by like nothing happened
cops drive by like nothing happened
ghetto birds fly by like nothing happened
the lights in the city twinkle
through the smog
like nothing fucking happened

and everyone goes back to doing
what they were doing before
which obviously
wasn’t very much

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December 23

STANDARD!

this giant scrotum
with an orange mullet
walked across DeLongpre
to show me an apartment

there was a slit
across the ballsack
and vibrations
from vocal cords
projected from said slit
that formed words
that were laced with
hatred

the building was strange
narrow
i had to walk sideways
through the whole thing

i kept trying to ask questions
and she would interrupt me
saying stupid inane things

she had the personality
of a plastic shopping bag
filled with watery shit

“what are the rental requirements?”
i asked

“standard” the ballsack growled

“what’s that?” i asked.

“the standard!” it belched
“it’s the same everywhere!”

“but what does that mean?”

“STANDARD!” it vomited

i thanked it
walked sideways through the door
she followed me
saying things
she thought i should already know

i left the disembodied scrotum
in the dark lobby
knowing less
than i did before our encounter

I hurried to my car
and decided that
that building
was not for me

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December 22

cancer and cucumbers

“can i help you?”

“cancer.”

“you have cancer?” she gasped

“shit, i hope not!”

the woman
behind the counter
sighed in aggravation
“do you have an appointment?”

“yes, under Wall”

she looked through some stuff
found it
“ah, why don’t you go rinse
and i’ll get the dentist”

i did

she took me in the exam room
laid me back on those ridiculous chairs
that you never feel you’re in right

“i’ll put the television on for you,”
she said

“oh, please don’t. it’s awful.”

“not nearly as awful
as a silent dentist office”
she chuckled

the bitch

the TV came on
i am immediately relaxed
by a hammerhead shark
tearing a sting ray in half

jesus christ
don’t they know what happens
to patients
at the dentist?

next i found out
that a pearl fish
likes to hide
up inside
the asshole
of a sea cucumber

there were many close ups
of the sea cucumbers
asshole

“jesus fucking christ
just start drilling on me!”

the dentist told me
that the sore in my mouth
wasn’t cancer
but that my broken molar
the root of it
had been pushed through the
gum
and is pressing into my cheek

he was excited and reckless
with his x-rays
showed slight worry
for his pregnant assistant

he wants to pull two teeth
and maybe skin graft
the opening that may
exist
into my sinus cavity

he wants a little over a grand
i’m not even in pain
i was just scared

sometimes
the asshole
of a sea cucumber
doesn’t seem like such a bad
place to hide

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December 10

Death by Datura

I got my site back up and working (i think)

so now, you can go and check out last months chapbook!

DEATH BY DATURA!

a book of poems about trying to survive in the desert. I guess i did, so there’s your happy ending. 🙂

there are ONLY 15 COPIES of this one!

make sure you get yours before it’s too late!

get yours here!

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