stop smiling at me

you're blurring
that pernicious
thread

between passion
and
mere
sympathy

-s

when you finally listen
to the voices
inside your head

the voices
that tell you
to pick
your neighbors flowers
and eat them

the sweet voices
that earn you candy
from a kind old man
you pay ninety dollars
an hour

the glorious
drownded
voices

to which you
tied anchors,
buried in a trench,
and marked
with a cloudy grave

and yet
here they are
back again
simple and sweet
and undefiled
covered in honest blood
like a baby
fresh cut
from her mother's garden

when you finally listen,
the whole dialect
of the world
turns into an alien tongue

and then all you can do
is do
what your little head
understands

-s

the horror movie
of the day
is walking out the door
and knowing
that the cement
beneath my feet
only has to meet
my head
with just

enough

force

and i'll be dead

-s

Drugs.

-Dominick

words

dictionary-
you phrophetic stone

from six to eleven
i wrote your orders
reverently
and stored them
neatly between my ears.

never satisfied
until i had the spelling

correct
correct enough
to transcribe myself

correct enough
to belch orders,
to construct picture frames
and a snug jacket

then the year struck
that i filled up the jacket

completely.
the buttons dug their teeth
into my belly-

and i realized
it didn't fit anymore

-samantha

It all could have been done with a fire to woodblocks and ink and arrows.

-Dominick

The fish make better company than people

Go in and swim

Gobs of air abound

and you with your hot air

you'll sink and you'll drown

tears don't mix with gills and slime

they'll find you in a week

among nickels and dimes

-Dominick