Winces

Señor, a lot of different colored rods
are all around the libertine
and the tom cat
stares down into the street
where the surface of a scanner
is embedded

Bugatti
Mafia
Your very good health

today
the scowling driver
pulled out of its home movies

i see Claudia
she's mixing up the
last three years

the droning yet elegant turmoil
of all its like
colored rods, the sample
that is a section of skin
made of wrought iron

confession
to a cactus
ear

he's hitting her
because she's not
professional

you mustn't wiggle

foam rubber Pinocchio snakes
rise into the stadium
bulb the whole bell
desert
the commercial theme
of its business lunch

we ended up
showering
behind some big cactus

drying off with old flags
we'd see in the park
the small child
a mexican
alone in the park
too short for the water fountain

the last of the
native m

irr
or

factories

as if a plural of anything
was anything but singular

the funny dark bird
with a letter

the terrible heavy stone
caressing you

the pineapple
is like a rat

the libertine
has one long neck
and one long single
lightning bolt
like a stick
and
the micro chateau
has a sponge like
action