Strange Dream #09

I am born in the slums of a jungle;

It is hot and I am always thirsty.

I drink water from the fountain

marked Colored.

It has magic that quenches

my thirst.

My neighbors say

the fountain is

diseased

But that was before–

then became now.

At 3 AM savage

sophisticates

jabber and howl.

“Who do you love most,” asks God.

“Jayne Mansfield,” says Max.

“And why is that?” God is cleverly
all-knowing.

“She’s dead.” Max replies.


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Strange Dream #3

Strange Dream #3

White blood cells die in a viral massacre.

I act as referee and check sedimentation.

Someone plays the piano.

He’s another me; smelled but rarely seen.

“How long have you been like this?” asked the once concerned professional.

“Since I was an old woman,” I reply.

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94117…I send an email and do a dozen sit-ups.

I like perfection and I know that I am.

The hair on my legs is perfect, just as Walt Whitman says it is.

I invite the pianist to rub his face across the stubble.

“I’ve never had sex with a feminist,” he says. “Who’s the top and who’s the bottom?”

“Let’s do it sideways,” I reply. “That way we’re equal.”

 

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Strange Dream #10

Surrealism
In a frenzy, I calmed

when I found a tree.

I peeled back the bark

And found hot blood.

The tree was wet and

stank.

When I saw the

tree was dead

I returned to my

frenzy.

 


 

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Strange Dream #12

The snake yawns wide and shows its venom glands.

He is a large scaly ES on the queen sized bed in room 314.

“Ssunlight is an abomination.” sighs the snake.

“Oh fuck off!” snaps the dog with a twitch of his tail. “The whole
day  is an abomination!”

“I know where the Garden iss.” says the snake.

“So you’ve said,’ replies the dog, “where is it, again?”

“In Manhattan, marked by the statue of the unknown bodybuilder.
Every Christmass true believerss ice skate to celebrate his musscles.”

“So, how come you don’t live there?”

“I got tossed by a blast of righteousness. God did a shimmy-shake and I landed here with Frank. God was jealouss. I got a piece of the woman.”

The dog’s tail twitches again.

“Howss about you?” asks the snake. “How did you get here?”

“I was a happy Lab, bounding and slobbering and bouncing when suddenly a Toyota Celica flattens me. Frank peeled me up and nailed me to this here wall. Frank’s a good sort really, taking us in like this.”

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