Oh well. I threw my lover down a well. / I ran Father over. Hid Mama’s pill. / I’ve never been good at taking advice.

Some people spend / a whole life setting bear traps / by their door but some people / have never seen a padlock spool.

It’s been five years, but this boy still / shines when he smiles. I stare at his jaw / as we shiver on the rooftop of this rundown / hotel, waiting for the waiter to get his beer.

No secrets fill a drowsy whale, / perfectly hollow gullet, / its song only speculation, / music its only meaning.

When I think of what I know about you / I think of the way mirrors in a dressing room / can do that trick with each other / that makes a single person go on forever.

You halt the flow of traffic in a crosswalk to retrieve a fallen penny, / cheer your good fortune, and whisper: landmine. 

i decide / the poem is // about me (i have / been told i have // narcissistic tendencies).

in the middle of making up a Tokyo bureau chief
i remember keeping E under the impression i read
all of Infinite Jest for our whole three year
relationship  & probably since 

Don't you see I want the sun / to fill me like a swimming pool

When was the assertion of blackness anything other than an interrogation.
I’m fat and black and queer in america _They don’t know what to do with me

Digital Hellos

An erroneous message of two equals,
in a future program.

The Internet was given an italicized quote
above... more

I am trying to come out to my father / but all he wants to talk about / are the 1985 Chicago Bears

Self-Portrait as Zac Efron’s Butt Double

What a feeling to find yourself
wearing a nude thong
mounting a green motorcycle
on... more

Before roosting in the city, starlings dive—
five thousand deep in flock. Like cells they follow the
law of localization. Bound... more

BROWSING FOR CHAINSAWS

The carwash that neighbors
the boarded-up hospital
suddenly leaks back to life.
A rust-eaten... more

All i want is an apple but no one / is picking these days.

and a vague behind-the-eyes tired from reading about destruction until after midnight

[The wind of that dream lasted a horizon]

The wind of that dream lasted a horizon
of years in my stomach, leaving a lone... more

Today I kiss her knuckles & we lumber home like mammoths.

Lyrical lines of color dripping down: a chemical skyline.

The only piece of advice I’ve got for anyone is to shout your precious name into the rain & wait for a response. 

He’s called the rat king because of the actual rats  that hang from his shoulders like epaulets.

A garment can withstand swell if the body can withstand laceration

(The baptism.)

The first time I had sex
my hymen didn’t break
and you missed your bus

We wrote Mary Karr on
the margin... more

The president lands to a reception line & it’s all already campaigning again always. The president lands & I already took a shit this morning.