bulletted and frantic lazy river.

we woke up today like sushi falling apart.
i thought i could snooze under the far corner of the red sheeted bed
but the awakes had different ideas,
wrapped in green.

all clothed and abreast of the time
we reclined stiff shock, still stock and
washcloth in glue in the again
early 8 am
blue.

just when i thought the colors were over
i was in the front seat of the brake dust factory,
driving him to work and ordering a bagel.
the person who made the bagel messed it up so bad i thought of
lenders bagels and i was angry for paying
this calculated amount
for frustration. i carried the carcass of whole wheat
back to the red bed and gutted it with my mouth accordingly,
feeling the cream cheese slime, wrong slime, hocking back in my throat.
welcome summer.

when i was on a boat for a week i ate better things by inhaling
sea salt mouthwash by convex breath ins,
maybe thats why i didn't get sick. even with no humira.
now im rubbing my knees and telling the laundry to shut up
and denying the exercise and saying my burned knees
turned honey bee golden, but they are no bees knees.

if you were wondering. i am not talented and can love almost anything
but being naked on a diving board.

in case you were asking i'm going to do more,
i'm going to be appropriate.

i'm going to change life into long hair and late night phone calls if i have to.
no.
i will probably snail up and paint the inside of my shell
to my liking.