The Alligator

The Alligator

 

This maddening silence is not your fault,

just a great struggle to connect

the red lights.

 

I fear opening the window

that the clouds of your sweat

may escape to rain on some other skin

that your long whiteness might fall

off some other old mattress pushed

against a wall.

 

It’s not that I didn’t sink into

want at first glance

because I did, and drowned.

It is that every night I dream

of your lonely death

and wake up puffy and ashen.

 

Blooming like blood in water

your mouth,

yellowing and bright

Is it getting clearer or darker?

Is it burning holes in your sight?

 

Each twitch and sighs rise

like red eyes from

that Florida swamp.

 

You fell while traipsing

on logs and slid through

a hole in the air

landed between

sea and fog.

 

So I called a plumber to dislodge

these balls of memory from my throat.

He came,

clad in ropes of unconsciousness.

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You Are Having an Effect on Me

You Are Having an Effect on Me

In this prolapsed dish of cold noodles
I see a rose and I want to write a poem
When I’m supposed to be dying
Sorry, studying.

In a way I lost my innocence last night
There was some to lose
And in hindsight that is good
But it doesn’t matter anymore.

(The worst is when a place
With good pork has bad
Noodles. What am I supposed
To do about that though?)

I’m elbow deep in ekphrasis
And it’s grossing me out.
Do you get this?
Do you get it?

The worst is when I can’t
Figure out if something
Is a poem or a status
Or both and in what way.

I don’t know and it’s a hunch
But elbows and other joints
Protruding through a torso
I just, I don’t know.

(These noodles are earnest
And underseasoned
Kind of like the food
Homeless people make.)

And for every exhalation
And wild eyed realizings
That bodies are real
You are having an effect on me.

This imposition
That aggression
This black bruise
That take it

And it’s slow and it’s lovely
Sometimes fast and worrying
Like a broken neck bone
You are having an effect on me.

You are having an effect on me

You are having an effect on me

This is the language of sex
And eye contact and talking
Those kids I knew in college
They were having an effect on me.

This is the line that could replace
Every human interaction
Of submission and domination
Or speech as we know it.

You are having an effect on me.

You are having an effect on me
You are having an effect on me
You are having an effect on me
You are having an effect on me.

Digesting noodles in a noodle
shaped bowl of guts and glory
coming out of a rose colored
wound noodled, falling.

You are having an effect on me
You are having an effect on me
You are having an effect on me
You are having an effect on me.

What is the obsession with pain
You are having an effect on me
Are porn actors reanimated corpses
Yo/u a/r/e having an efffffect on me.

Ok last lap say it with me now
Chant it pant it frantically winded
Land it squarely in the square
Screen it mean it lean forever.
Gasping and crying and
Studying dying specimens

You are having an effect on me
You are having an effect on me
You are having an effect on me
You are having an effect on me
You are having an effect on me
U r having an effect on me

You are having an effect on me.

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