SHIRA SEGAL
THE TABLE THAT DOESN'T EXIST
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alan you are my WATER FAUCET OF IDEAS like it's no big deal to BE A COUNTRY OWN A CURRENCY with DISCOLORED EYES and A QUEEN to accompany you to rule ALL THINGS THAT CAN BE including ELECTRIC CABLES IN BODIES BETWEEN LEGS AND BRAINS while ARE MEN in a foreign bed and men on one way ticket draft cards THE ORGANISM THAT HOUSES YOUR MIND will WALK WIDE AND STRIDE and NATURAL SELECTION will make MEN THROW THEMSELVES OFF 2ND STORY WINDOWS because it involves MORE THAN SURVIVAL OF THE FITTEST and THE WILL OF MEN To be evil and kill all evils To CONTINUE BLOOD LINES Of men means INVADING THE WOMAN'S MIND SAILING THE SHORES of her outline IN A LIFEBOAT in A COLORING BOOK where the only colors are BLACK AND WHITE and you are the only to KISS THE LAND THAT IS MINE IN YOUR MIND COLOR AGAINST THE CURVES COLOR THE CURVES PRESS HARD AGAINST THE OUTLINE TAKE TIME where the colors get confused and YOU BECOME MY KINGDOM there will be a complete WORLD WAR and the only REWARD will be SILENT BLOOD and useless currency and WE'LL SIT BACK AGAINST THE RUBBLE AND LAUGH EAT IN ALL THE PANCAKE HOUSES OF THE WORLD which WE'VE DESTROYED PLAY FOOTSIE UNDER THE TABLE that doesn't exist and neither will the 7 STATES between us or the time difference because a SAFETY IN MY BED means at all hours unconditional and even if PUCK RAN AWAY i'll buy weekly catfood with you be your REGULAR BASIS against VENETIAN BLINDS for FOLDING HANDS and A KNOWLEDGE BRAGGING MACHINE where the MOUTH AND BREAST ARE so CLOSE TOGETHER lady of my soul lay me down fill each space and conquer kiss the soil of soul of soul to blood boiling the spoon no more |
NEIGHBOR
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brooklyn the first morning around the block an old woman second story leans her window Hello what day is it what month what year very inquisitive indeed how's the weather from the second story how's your heart did you know that schizophrenia means broken hearted are you that do you ever leave does someone take care of you would you like a hamster don't think of it as a rodent and you'll be fine don't think of the president and you'll be fine don't ever leave brooklyn you're on the set of sesame street you're no old at all that's just makeup see you're fine we're all just pretending come here we'll play volleyball you're not old nobody died |
GODS OF THIS GALAXY
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we are the counterculture travelling caravan of soul of the immortal and as gods of this galaxy i'd like to declare every minute an international holiday to honor you with because you have become my nation let me be yours and we'll unblindfold the child that is us and all the days i've got to love you with |
FLIRTATION BABY
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boyfriends are successions of confessions and sidewalk kisses preferring human flesh over synthetic drug writing sentences that declare our definition starting statements with I AM we're probably lying and still desire definition once the poem is done i never made a goal of someone's lips but my hips and belly have housed the penises of great men genius injections of indifferent things turned romantic until after i'm menopausal faking this fuck trip like a chef who serves the finest gourmet dish but is too poor to taste the ingredients i am learning to taste the spices this body is made of and to revenge this by living great breathing and blinking by will the un-pornographic woman in the moon which is the womb i create around my head the lullaby i tuck myself in with there is still comfort in the places i let them lean into outside my window is inside my head this bed and other spaces which i lean where i do the leaning |