All Those Silly Americans

medicate me America

fill me with those drive threw hand outs

pump me full of all that naive freedom

till my veins fill up.

till I’m bleeding at the spot you stuck your needle

bleeding all that red white and blue

You make me feel like a young starlet

all swooped hair and painted eyes

and that fake beauty mark by my lip

all Xanax and Prozac in the hotel room

Take another

put it in your mouth

let it all fly

“I want you”

you tell us

but how?

how do you want us?

doped up?

a nice calm?

a nice nothing?

drive by all those quick stop stores

with their drive threw stands

I’d like a sandwich, a fry, and a handful of Oxy

I’d like a mind, a life, and

you to mind you own fucking business

Your New Love

I can’t decide if I like you better

in love or out

in love you smile wide

your star hair is fussed with

your eyes shine a better blue

and your eyebrows pencil heavier

you laugh more

you sing more

you talk louder

out of love your eyes are sad

you look thinner

you look estranged

you look agitated

You yell more

You throw things around

You look at me with your

grey eyes

so similar to mine

But out of love you are

mine

Out of love you are

his

in love you are

the other’s

and I still remember when

you smiled wide for him

when your hair was fussed with

for him

when your eyes shined that better blue

for him

and I still remember

when your laugh was for me

and for tickle fights

and when your songs were

for bedtime tuck-in’s

and your loud happy voice

was for us.

and now it’s for the other

and even though you look so happy

I just can’t decide

Constricted

My head blurs

till I loss my balance and tip

on the way to the bathroom

till the left one is bigger

and the right one is just a prick

and that head of mine

it dances

and it throbs

and I press at my temples

and wonder if I took

that ice cream scooper

to those spots and scoop

out my brains

if this feeling would stop

so I drink lots of water

and watch all that tv

and hope the feeling

drifts away

and I lay in my bed

and I try so hard to rest my head

and I just keep falling

and I get to that point

when I need someone to catch me

and I don’t think anyone can

and I clasp my hands tight

and I curl up inside

and pray that I’ll be ok

and then the morning light comes

and it burns all I am

and I shield my self with

those blankets

and you knock on the door

and I let you in

and I hope that you’ll

be enough

please be enough

Sextape

lay with me on that bed

the one that moves like your

floating on a million balls

like you could just float away

lay with me and float

clasp your hands with mine

let me rest against your breast

the rise and fall of it

the beat increasing and increasing

in volume and intensity

fall out of these material bodies

lets continue this with the stars

a million faces staring at us

they wont understand

they wont comprehend

wrap your arms around me

swim with me

let the water pass bye you

let the seaweed ensnare your feet

let the water fill your stomach and lungs

lay with me in that bed made of

a million Styrofoam balls

fall into that euphoric embrace

fall into that rhythmic beat

fall into that beautiful song

Floppy Ears

floppy ears,

sink onto the floor

lay and grunt and dream of flowers

bit the heads off

one by one

two by two

eat them up

Floppy ears,

so soft

don’t give me that look

all exasperation

don’t give me that look

all funny eyebrows

Floppy ears,

so disobedient

I lead you around

and you pull away

“get away I don’t need you”

But when I’m gone you cry

Floppy ears,

cuddle up next to me

keep me warm

Keep me safe

and I’ll return the favor

Actresses and Actors

Minds such a blur right now

too little sleep

too many people talking

plugged in

its stabbing at my temples

make it stop

it’s boring its hole

get away

all you people

all you things

you never should have come here

too much noise

don’t let it distract you

your talking to me

your talking insane

so insane

everyone is just running around

in my mind

getting their filthy foot prints all over

how rude

haven’t they ever heard of floor mats?

and God why wont anyone shut up?

Shut up!

I never wanted you here

I never wanted any of this

but I’m too tired

just too tired

and you scream so loud

I can’t fall asleep

Toy Soldiers

why do they talk so loudly at me?

all those toy soldiers

getting lost in the garden and Christmas tree

they talk so loudly

they lay buried in the soil

six feet deep

too deep to crawl back out

all those toy soldiers

getting lost in the garden

their heads chewed off by children and worms

they shouldn’t have been there, the garden

father said it was wrong

father said keep them close

keep them warm

But what father doesn’t know

wont kill him

It will just kill them

the little toy soldiers

lost in the garden

getting their heads chewed off