Tuesday, November 3, 2009

Tuesday, October 27, 2009


My jokes become what I intend them to become
When lips succumb to mouth and reveal gums.

Monday, October 26, 2009

Thursday, October 22, 2009

The End Of Wild Strawberries

"If I were not already insane, the thought that
I might not see you again would make me so."

"I dont know what you want of me."

"I want to find the meaning of your life in me."

Tuesday, October 20, 2009

Monday, October 19, 2009

Friday, October 16, 2009


We were conjoined twins
Between tongues
and abdomens.

Thursday, October 15, 2009

Friday, July 3, 2009

No Exatled Sentiments


Monday, June 22, 2009

You Speak English And Profanity?

Let me tickle your catastrophe
cover up the languor of a lifetime,
rotating a wrist wont turn,
objects of contempt into
absolute harmony.

So lets ignore your
as spit takes flight
then rains down on us
like dandelion seeds.

Sunday, May 3, 2009

The Common Practice Of Mistaking Vulva With Volvo!

puppy mill of counter productive thought
anointed upon you was the title of plane figure.
your line segments although finite,
Peaked my interest,
as my eyes peaked
out of wayfarer.

Exterior Angles.
Interior Angles.

Awkward conscience rearing its head
along with our young.

Thursday, April 30, 2009

Thigh Masterpiece Theatre

Side splitting atoms
kidney wall makeover
with assistance from
water flouridation
forever im reminded,
with crystalized eyes
flanking your body.

Wednesday, April 22, 2009



You've turned my belly
into your dissertation

You demigod
overtop of me.

I stared at the steel
the gust of air from oscillation.

I closed my eyes
this better meet
proper qualification

How To USE A Toothbrush

She circled days she wished to remember,
I was opposed.....
Vertically,Diagonally and horizontally.

I let air swoosh in through the mesh screen
(our last line of defense against the cul-de-sac)
turning hair into bouffant clef.

Yet still I couldn't decipher
frequency of sound,
as I gazed at her
brunette contortions.

Appropriate pitch couldn't be gaged by me
in more situations than I could count
on 2 hands and 3 feet.
(rabbits foot around my neck for luck)

Why would it be any different musically?
I shut the window.

Sunday, April 19, 2009

Youreeeee so funny you make me want to have LAUGH AND LAUGH in my my coffee instead of HALF AND HALF!

"You know I met Larry Bird once.?"

"Yeah I know dad."


Dumb Bingo!!! Dont You People Know Theres A Killer On This Train!

called yourself a loyalist,
an advocate of colonialism.
I could understand why;

when I held onto your ribs
you felt like an orphan.

Thursday, April 16, 2009

You Gentle Crustacean.

US were numerical counterparts
with 2 many tarty books and 1 out of 4
leaky valves in our hearts.


we threw back our heads
crazed with delight,
she asked "Can you remember when you die?"

we threw back our heads
crazed with delight,
she asked "Who do you really think you are?"

Wednesday, April 15, 2009


Can Our Hot Exhales Mingle
While We Scratch And Bite The Laws
Of Newly Formed Soviet States On Your Neck?

Does Your Whole Body Tingle
As I Form Constellations With Your Beauty Marks
Tracing Fingers Without Neglect Of Planetary Speck?

Did You Know That You Were A Halo?

Turn Off My Clothes
Turn My Skin Into

Ive Been Dumb
Beside Your Body,

"People Fall In Love
With Actions Not Words."

Sunday, April 12, 2009

Introspection Is The Last Thing To Be Found At The Gynecologist!

I exchanged pleasentries with a butcher blade
it made extra lines on my hands with its narrow shade
I wrapped my shirt in seaweed
and said I couldnt swalllow

You left me in a yesterdaze
on the crewcut carpet inthe sushi place
when you come back ill still be here
picking from my teeth the tomor-roe

Thursday, April 9, 2009

I wish my eyes hadnt been circumcized.

It would be nice to maunder around this for once...

Tuesday, April 7, 2009

Rational Lethargic

Let the heretic pollinate you
fingers counter clockwise
circle every arcus cloud,
tracing the baby fat
of all converted.

claims of a polyglot
and calling card of misogyny,
hairless stomachs are turned
into Japanese flags, with wine
where umbilical cords were, you
tell us we're being reborn.

You could see it in his hairline,
nobody had ever believed a word of it.
sure he was a coxcomb,
but he was our coxcomb.

Monday, April 6, 2009

Girl Awarded Botched Birth

"Stop Worry So Much! Working Up A Good Sweat's The Best Way To Kick A Cold."

With brass deity in mouth
a normally voluble tongue,
saddles itself with
monotheistic responsibility.

Tongue flicks
line of golden scriptrure
as ink and nylons run
into one another
towards the southern end
of taste receptors.

Sunday, April 5, 2009

Tooth Or Consequences

when your body bleeds
and your body lacks colour
we'll intertwine our legs
if everything goes as planned osmosis will
give me your intellect and your indecision.

Friday, April 3, 2009

Thursday, April 2, 2009

Sara Palindrome

Could you believe this? Did you think things were going to go this well? Did anyone? I was astonished everyone knew sherry glass from white wine glass. Everyone complimented your tie, stunning they said it looked, couldn't even tell it was a clip on! James Last record didn't even skip, side one ended just as we finished the first course.Ranch dip clung to ripples like it was snow on shingles,waifish guests were in heaven! Leftovers were left to a minimum.Did you see how polite everyone was? such firm handshakes and subtle cologne, subtle cracking of the knees and firm morals with every curtsey, everything really went off without a hitch....

Please! please! don't look at the stain on the couch though !

Could you believe this? Did you think eyes were going to wander so quickly? did anyone? I was Astonished everyone knew cherry koolaid stain from Shiraz stain. Still everyone complimented the tie, something was still going right...

18 Seconds of Conversation

Wednesday, April 1, 2009

An Open Letter

Dear John Goodman,

I have a few modest requests to make upon your death, Firstly may I use your husky bones to make utensils for my home? Secondly may I wear your skin as a fashionable coat to movie premieres and cocktail parties?(of course Ill have to have it tailored for a proper fit, also I was thinking of covering all the stretchmarks with sapphires which I'm sure it will cost me quite a pretty penny)

Lastly may I please have your collection of plaid shirts,I've been wanting to start a home decor business for several years and I believe each one of your working class garments would make for beautiful king size bedspreads.

Thank you for taking the time to read my request Mr.Goodman I'm sure you receive similar ones everyday.

Yours Truly,

Daniel Wilson


colour the arrows
That lead to snow
all our sapience and sentience
beneath our toes
wrapped and knotted
in bevy down undertows

Harness the supple
linguist inside you
for one more night
of decembers salted dew
before we eradicate What you already knew.

clear the narrowed
and wet cobblestone
all our patience and meekness
taken with her cracked veneer
and throaty tone

Tuesday, March 31, 2009

Theoretical Right Angels/Angles


I vigorously rubbed my canvas shoe in time with the rhythm section of a Syl Johnson song,I kept my head down to retain some sort of confidence.This had been the very same place I got the rugburn with the scab akin to a 1dollar bouncing ball,This had been the very same place you stood arms akimbo flashing me feckless bedroom eyes...Trotting out cliches is something we all do.

He was chewing his fingernails,a portion of his mouth was sectioned off for the clippings..Stacked like keratin enriched firewood.With his hands held up to a television each finger resembled a mountain range, peaks and valleys carved out of nothing, acts of god....Or in this case acts of Todd as his name tag displayed.

A Rumour Of Wigs

Let it drip from your nose in the shower
cup it and see how it has congealed
isnt it the most beautiful siamese fighting fish you've ever seen?

Monday, March 30, 2009

Creams Of Scissors And Tubes

yes we can split the onion rings
ill drape the napkin over your thighs
lets write the things we'd never dream of saying with the grease on the placemat.

yes we can pull off the battered flesh
ill drape it over your knuckles
your hair starving and dirty,reminds me of a horticulturist,
skin removed our plate holds earthworms,
Till the transparent topsoil.

while I spread rumours
about myself to the waitress.

You can Jaun-dice or you can jaun-dat.

we clasped fluoresecent hands. I dont remember for how long and I dont remember why, all that comes to mind is the humming, it settled me, coating the lining of my stomach with elevator music.

"Sometimes I think of your hair as a meadow."

"No you dont."

our hands had lit up the ground , we saw ants scurrying away....pieces of candy with a thorax.

"I really do!!! Then I think of my tongue seperating itself into 4 segments, id run it through your hair, they'd be garder snakes you know?

she drew in the dirt an image of what was just described along with a pellucid flow that stopped just above my ears.

"Thats my spit, I was kind of thinking it would be the stream near the meadow."

The realization hit me just then, i'd been the only one with a fluoresecent hand, she merely had jaundice....still I hung the portrait she'd painted in my cerebellum, next to the chesterfield within the granular layer.

Sunday, March 29, 2009


Nubile Nobility
Restricting my mobility
imprint from where her seams were
with trees tied like a turnaquit

She moans in soliloquy
depicting my ability
to trace hebrew sandscript between her
LEGS, I cant count the times you've convulsed around you celestial spheres

I'd get you to bind me so you can be my typist
your cadence was welcome, when all I could click was populist.

Friday, March 27, 2009

Forrest Gump Reference # 1111

Perched on the starched peak of DW Griffiths Ideology, you had been calling our friends carpetbaggers all week, I had just assumed you were on your minstrel cycle.

Thursday, March 26, 2009

FLOOR-Al Pattern Baldness

with wife deeply rooted in domestic life
gingham twirls and spills, you pirouette out of sight
a dry kiss preceeds,the dry reply
from a churlish mouth biting a leathery hide

is this why you let me unstich your hemlines
with my eyes?

is this whay I let you pitch your voice?
so it bendsaround my sides?

Show Me Those Awkward Portraits

Latvia,Brazil,Manitoba, my hair mimmicked all these boarders on my sweat speckled forehead.I parted my hair to the right where they all maysoon stand ideologically.I caught a glimspe of you as I hurled towardsthe afghan,with vaporized air for legs, boots 4 sizes too largebody straight/semetrical, It took a moment of terror to realizethat you still hadn't moved on from dreams, A lapse into dreaming to realize you'd moved so far that i'd never be able to lasooo what spills out of your ducts,mouth,pores again.

Spinning Toe Hold

You said our facial hair made us the lucha libres of the pacific northwest,I put my hand against my cheekbone for a second working out the distance to Guadalhara from here...nestlings interupted my thought with their castratti chirping.


Ostracize my colostomy bag not me!.(not pictured) custom shaped to atleast retain a smallll sense of creativity in wake of partial colon removal,fecal matter and urine collect to form a swaying----------fluttering scene. Am I watchinggggg you catch the leaves in your teeth? crunching down, sounding like lettuce feeling like dry skin.The bag might be hermetic but im not.

You're ubiquitous, I saw your house address on the back of my costco card, your scent was in a box of scarves at a yard sale,your dental hygiene was the before photo in middle eastern friend's textbook,The clicking sounds your knees makes while jogging were the castanets in that fusions bands performance, the.....................................

" How do I work the camera.?

"Click the button on the top right, press hard sometimes it sticks."

"How will I know if it took the picture?

"It should make a buzzing noise."

"There perfect...........I should probably help you with your bag soon, you look a little lopsided."


With useless tasks left to perform and fingerprints intrenched on my transparent plastic waste receptacle, I knew that for the time being I had you firmly grasped in my vice grip of femur.

Wednesday, March 25, 2009

No Fucking Gratitude!

My Memory is foggy now, though I think it was around the time I realized Oakleys had gone out of style or after the 11th time i'd been punched that I realized this had been a poor choice of haircuts......Still I dare you to find a man who has had more girls makeout with the base of their neck.

Quack Of An Abortionist

sometimes I imagine your beauty marks connect to form an oragami crane
id trace the outside jealous of your bodies geometric folds and crease patterns
knowing I wouldnt breakorbend the wings
id press palmfirst into you
hoping we might take flight
into sheets that ignore
the Mathmatics of paper folding