Dad and I try to talk every morning and end up listening to talk radio Not Responsible For Typographical Errors I took a line out in the paper after Steve left town and got a dozen calls about my rates, when I could deliver, how I’d handle disposal, before I saw the reason: DOOM AVAILABLE.
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quiet shock of history eaten by train light breaks the coke machine this city’s anesthetic no change left poems rained all well that’s changed day sorry couldn’t everything give me find my umbrella back my undies blinking acid eyes found my liver home stopped me in that smarties in its tracks pack thank god regret pulled my o didn’t i
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Genesis On the seventh day, God created ugly underwear. He went bankrupt; Adam and Eve offered each other their bad breath by eating an apple. They kissed for the first time. God did his arithmetic. For reasons of debt, He decided that the first man and first woman could take only two sons outside the
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Hell (from The Fall, Camus, tr. Justin O’Brien) I am an immaculate skeleton. I smell of dead leaves and furniture wax. I prostitute gulls with the help of alcohol. Tosser (from The Odyssey of Homer, tr. Richmond Lattimore) I hope my wife is not too drunk yet: she has the only key to the house.
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a woman is a test with all the questions hidden. If you don’t know all the answers you fail. ———— Jesse Weiner is a poet who does things. With words.