3D MOVIE
#1
green tea in the
beer steins
the leaves are
soaking and I
read my fortune:
i will win the lottery
i will spend the money on sleep masks
and soap products
for my mom
a giant steps in front of the sun
there is a new shadow
it stretches to the tip of your
ring finger
fish are leaping out of
the water
and dying in mid
leap
is it because you are
near me?
salongsberusad is a Swedish word that means
drunk but sociable
hahaha
i am salongsberusad when I am
smelling your hair
tiny lightbulbs are shimmering and
squinting makes them seem prettier
a cat lived here
now it does not live here
#1
green tea in the
beer steins
the leaves are
soaking and I
read my fortune:
i will win the lottery
i will spend the money on sleep masks
and soap products
for my mom
a giant steps in front of the sun
there is a new shadow
it stretches to the tip of your
ring finger
fish are leaping out of
the water
and dying in mid
leap
is it because you are
near me?
salongsberusad is a Swedish word that means
drunk but sociable
hahaha
i am salongsberusad when I am
smelling your hair
tiny lightbulbs are shimmering and
squinting makes them seem prettier
a cat lived here
now it does not live here
#2
On the wall
there is a green box with a flower pot
in it
and like a pine cone kind
of thing in the flower pot
you point to it and laugh
things are rapidly melting into a big
puddle at your feet
it is like fusion
we are in the sun, literally.
i find alt lit poems on google and you seem
interested
i look at the clock that is shaped like a sundial
it is so stupid looking, we agree
then we are kind of laughing
in a room that is not our room
it is not anybody's room
it is a sedimentary room
the way some rocks are
sedimentary rocks
We look smaller
in a city that is not our city
laughing together and almost touching arms
i test my love of you
the way a fisherman tests the give in his line
very deliberately and it is sad
On the wall
there is a green box with a flower pot
in it
and like a pine cone kind
of thing in the flower pot
you point to it and laugh
things are rapidly melting into a big
puddle at your feet
it is like fusion
we are in the sun, literally.
i find alt lit poems on google and you seem
interested
i look at the clock that is shaped like a sundial
it is so stupid looking, we agree
then we are kind of laughing
in a room that is not our room
it is not anybody's room
it is a sedimentary room
the way some rocks are
sedimentary rocks
We look smaller
in a city that is not our city
laughing together and almost touching arms
i test my love of you
the way a fisherman tests the give in his line
very deliberately and it is sad
#3
there is a groaning;
the kitchen is not on fire
the dishes are all different colors and the
sink
is a rainbow pool
i will leave at 4:00am
the wood floor is uneven
it looks 1 million years old
i press my face to it and there is wood
grain pattern
on my face now
your cheek is rosy
the room is tucking itself in for the night
there is a freckle on your lip
and the freckle looks like a tiny bit of chocolate
i put my hands on everything
except for you
saying goodnight to things with my hands
The rocking horse on the dresser is wood,
very smooth and good to my touch
The lamp is faux marble and the paper lamp shade is red paper
The ivy on the chandelier is faux ivy, but it looks
like real ivy
some things look real but are not real when you
touch them
that is why most people don't like to
touch things
then i am in the door and then i will never
see you again
it is november in Paris i am
imagining the remembering of that room
i pee on a Fiat
i give a Romanian guy a euro
i walk in the street
because there is nobody
around to be mad
i will touch everything i can touch
i will always mean
goodbye when i say goodnight
there is a groaning;
the kitchen is not on fire
the dishes are all different colors and the
sink
is a rainbow pool
i will leave at 4:00am
the wood floor is uneven
it looks 1 million years old
i press my face to it and there is wood
grain pattern
on my face now
your cheek is rosy
the room is tucking itself in for the night
there is a freckle on your lip
and the freckle looks like a tiny bit of chocolate
i put my hands on everything
except for you
saying goodnight to things with my hands
The rocking horse on the dresser is wood,
very smooth and good to my touch
The lamp is faux marble and the paper lamp shade is red paper
The ivy on the chandelier is faux ivy, but it looks
like real ivy
some things look real but are not real when you
touch them
that is why most people don't like to
touch things
then i am in the door and then i will never
see you again
it is november in Paris i am
imagining the remembering of that room
i pee on a Fiat
i give a Romanian guy a euro
i walk in the street
because there is nobody
around to be mad
i will touch everything i can touch
i will always mean
goodbye when i say goodnight
