dreamlife

once in a while
and i wish it were more often

i step into a dream

i am walking
and i see this car
and this wild haze
comes over me

and i get into the car
and start it
by sparking some wires

and it is all too easy

and then
i drive down coastal terrain
and the glove compartment is filled
with those little liquor bottles
like a mini bar

and i drink some

and you are hitch-hiking
and i am so glad it is you
on the side of the road

because we haven't seen each other in a while

and it is good to talk

besides which
you have excellent taste in music
and are always into something new

which you now showcase on my car stereo
while you open the little whiskeys
with the other hand

it is all quite miraculous
and obscenely beautiful

but that is always what happens
darling

when you are in my vicinity

game over

i think
ending things
is often
overlooked

as a celebratory
occassion

one time
when i quit my job

me and my girlfriend
took bottles of champagne

and ran through the fields
covered ourselves
with cherry blossoms

and got

really drunk

oxo

i believe you can find beauty anywhere
i like it

when the street signs

hug and kiss me, blow

sweet nothings
to me

in traffic

little nurse

i will be your little nurse

i will prop you up in bed
polish your windows
so the sun shines in

i will arrange your pills cleverly
so you don't mix them up

i will feed you apple mousse
and sweet biscuits
until you feel slightly sick
from all the

doting

i will hug you
and fluff up your pillow

i will take care of you
when you have forgotten

your own self

and misplaced
the golden

kernal

lament

i try not to lament too much
but sometimes

all

the glasses are empty

tattoos and sushi

i love tattoos
and sushi

not necessarily

in that order

but being feisty

has got me out of
some really weird
situations

and a few taxis
helped too

baroque

you are so baroque
it frightens me

i wonder
what you are up to

now that you have wandered
into the ether

your vulnerabilities
were lily pads
once

made you larger
than life

your honesty was a trigger
for my hunger

and we ate mountains of time
together

inside little swamps of love