the frame cleaner bought a horse balloon for me
and the candy striper hasn’t even seen the movie vertigo
the passengers are useless
i would go up faster if i could cut the basket rope loose,
or if my anxiety came from a vineyard
anxiety is useless because it comes from the inside
watching a candy striper and a frame cleaner make out
is not that interesting. i am bored again
i would like to swallow a large piece of the dirty earth
and charm the horse balloon while covering him with soil
all the horse balloons followed me up and slept
next to me under silky clouds for years
it is dumb when you don't have lips to put on something; heat
comes from fire and not some unknowable source like
‘love’ or ‘nuclear power.’ sometimes i see pictures
of native americans and jousting weapons and
sometimes i confuse the sun for pedro’s face
but it's spots were not pedro’s freckles and it was not clear
like my face and it did not glimmer like a silver dollar
and there is not enough air for a swollen heart,
a frame cleaner, a candy striper and a horse balloon.
forty-seven people i’ve touched have died
i am not sorry. i regret the pollution but not everything:
i briefly displayed a mark rothko paiting on my 'chute
