Hyacinth Macaw

A lever in your skull
is capable,
applying necessary
pressures to shed light
on nut innards.

Blackness ends in overlapping
points which crush an
agitating hand.
Red escapes me,
departs me in a certain jiltedness,

Jealous of you:

And now
I am
so full
of blue.

Tribulation

Left,
(and rightly so)
we stayed because
we had to;

some men have to,
you see, stay,
since our feeling
organs aren't as sensitive.

Light does a number on us:
it was six
o'clock in the morning

when
This place became
my heart of soil,

when the
grace-full
cherub caper'd:
home.

A Theorem Concerning Intersections

Windsuit, red and white:
some people say four colors
are always enough (though
exhaustion is a tad uncouth)

It seems a parachute
the somewhat hemisphere
whose incompleteness
softens gravity
is little profitable,
when on the ground.

Gauss and Euler-
'midst some temperate
forest of approximation-
distill reality
from:

I
am full of heat
and light and
you.

Discourse on Method

How am I
today, yesterday,
How is the
weather this week
What do the
clouds look like

How do I shape
la ti do mi re ti do mi la
What do I do with
wet plaster

How was dinner Saturday night
did you make out on her porch
At what angle do you
tilt your head
how far can you go
before pain happens
(to your face or worse)

How many ways can I arrange 6 characters
or put fifty things into
seven boxes or die
What is the probability that
any two people from
a sample (size n, where n is an element of
funny looking N)
shared saliva between the hours of four
and five A. M.
What's the deal with soap
and daytime television:

Is it cold
tonight (yes, I feel sometimes)
How do I melt
Why am I on fire

How are you
How are you real