I Cut Crescent Moons

I cut
crescent moons.
Fingertips
dipped in air-conditioning.

Napkin

Inappropriate, always
soak ethanol
smiling in the donkey pit
wish I had a modem blip

biting on my pilsner’s lip
and cutting off the very tip
the kitchen floor is clean you sez?
well, I’ll just let it drip
in this napkin.

Don't Follow Me

Don't Follow Me
from your empire state
don't follow me
with your blue and white plates.

I've been runnin' from you all my goddamn life
Runnin' from you and your goddamn wife
Runnin' from you 'cause everything that you touch
turns to dust.
So don't follow me.

Don't Follow Me
from your Catskill retreat
don't follow me
from your gotham streets.

I've been runnin' from you all my goddamn life
Runnin' from you and your goddamn wife
Runnin' from you
'cause everything that you do
cuts right through
the beauty of the world.

Don't Follow Me
with your adopted brown runt
that you purchased
for your tight wound cunt.

I've been runnin' from you all my goddamn life
Runnin' from you and your goddamn wife
Runnin' from you
'cause everything that you do
cuts right through
the beauty of the world.

2003

Oh! Grandma

Are you fifty or fifteen?
walking confidently
yeah your ass has got some miles
but carries beautifully
you say that you'd never do it
not even listen to it
but a bill and a thrill will
make you go through it
my partner's got a bag of tricks he keeps inside his car
I got mad equipment baby, Super-8 will get you far
never under estimate the power of a stranger
we got you sterile on a weight bench
or filthy in a manger
off it comes and down you go
and we don't stop if you say no.


yeah baby,
you're gonna be famous
just lay back and enjoy your syphilis.
Hot and by the pool
that's California style
and your ravishing is saved
in an mpeg file.
if we shave your beave
then who will believe
that you're forty two,
except us and you,
bitch...
you see what's shaking
you know we're making
mad cash distributing
the dick you're taking.
bite your lip and grin and bear down
ass in the air and your face on the ground.
they say that part never ages,
it just ripens with maturity
we all over it bitch as you collect social security.
yeah baby, you're gonna be famous
just lay back and enjoy your syphilis.
lashed to the bed posts-teeth wrapped around the headboard

2003

Contemporary Curse

You feel the ghost for the first time
like a distant stone pillar extending skyward
paleolithic tent pole holding up the sheet
no worries, just reminders
smoldering digital reminders
no embers/embarrassment
another ruined pair
the smoking hair
acrid, rancid
taken for granted
taken for granite

2008