Stupid Agoraphobe (HOUSE SONG) aka Help me im in hell

AH this house I built here with my own two hands
i built this house with my own blood sweat and tears
formed without coerzion in An endocrine zone
Yes I built this house here

If these wall could talk they'd say
I built this house here every morning
Bacon-lovingly assessing the day
With gas chromatograph – mass spectrometer accuracy, probably

         —But At Night         I Dream...
the dorks leave me there 10000s of miles above earth in the night air to evaporate bodily
to sloowly as sour crème & onion disintegrate sluggishly into the bad night air
they give me something that flattens the dna ladders out the spiral and unzippers the
rungs something they read about in the tao of pooh something more powerful than
phyrexian dreadnought shampoo...

I will leave my body as house sounds, and as light orange or blue handled asymmetrical
scissors scissoring down old spiders' webs sounds

 

It Came To Me Silent

prosperity and fecundity, to me, just look like, in the end of the day, forensic scientifically speaking, solidifying limoncello--Out in the cold, out in the open expanse of nature, out in the exposure--Yep.

hardening cartilage feelingless
paradoxically undressing and snotnosed
waiting for the Mothman with one shoe on...
the eater of weights and measureables…
A VERY SCARY TREE COVERED IN FROZEN CLOTHES

-hey
Heey m I don’t come down to where you work, all sleepy-eyed, and knock the grave-digging shovel out of your hands. I can tell by the look in your eyes that you want a Gaping Wraith mask
How am i so good at reading people
you ask?

         It Came To Me Silent, As Laura Croft Tomb Raider, Childless

 

Erowid: Ocean City MD

The guesthouse was decorated like a yacht
by accident, and I went around on hands and knees
coating holes in clear coat
paint. I blocked the light coming from my stereo
clock, and through light darkness found its name.

I was scared to become a dead body on their
Rollicking Outpatient Beachside Property
so I called an EMS truck like
you’d call a bird, cupped
hands at things--the porch, seabreeze--Shrieking
and quacking (without panicking much).
And when it finally didn’t come,
I sang beautiful birdsong to 1-800-273-TALK

Thanks to the diuretic properties of someone’s delicious pot
of ghirardelli coffee I grew suspicious of my cock.
I didn’t budge. I hung up. I held my bladder til I
forgot where I was, and tried to remember
the plot to every video game
I'd ever loved

 

2 beautiful sewer rats have become magic in the sewer by a spontaneous act

2 beautiful sewer rats have become magic in the sewer by a spontaneous act
they are spiritually enlightened and have learned to feel more emotions
than a human can and know mind over matter, these rats
they can play with minds like the dr. of Frankenstein's
Monster and can also play dead like Frankenstein
can and be outside of space, time & matter

With their massive brains they frolic like ying and yang pisces fishes 69ing
in the rubbish drain, opposites attract like good cop bad cop completing
each other in the spiderman kiss of the S trap, the slop sink
ambigram. These rats they play in love and pain
perfect lovers ouroborosing the coriolis effect,
Neither have separation anxiety or Horrible bosses yep

2 rats have become magic in the sewer by a mysterious act

 

imagine (2015)

more beautiful than a peacock fanning its feathers
is useful, hatred is better
& my hate is beautiful
one day i made a world more prolific than riven
and i was articulate & I had reasons
Saw fractal artichokes as oases
then prisons
Imagine dragons…

imagine unicorns & glitter
the first mammal to wear thumbs
Behold for a moment the mudskipper
leeloo jovovich’s genuine trust
looking up thru a bib of violent cum
Nice weather
I love Brooklyn

i bought the most expensive sushi roll there was
topped with avocado mango snowcrab tempura
and smashed it up with hammers
i wanted to destroy something beautiful
fight club

 

MONDAY, DOGS

MONDAY
DOGS
BRING MACE AND DUCT TAPE
TO TIE UP DOGS MOUTH
FIND OPENING IN GARDEN BECAUSE
THAT'S WEAR SHE COMES THROUGH
PARK CAR IN STRAWBERRIES
AND WALK DOWN COME UP WITH EXCUSE
LIKE SHE LEFT HER INSULIN AND
I'M RETURNING HER CAKE DISH
SHE MADE A CAKE FOR ME AND MY
FIANCE YOU GUYS ARE INVITED TO
THE WEDDING ITS OCT 3

GO TO SPORTS AUTHORITY
GET LADIES SHOES JACKET
GET BEARD
GET ICE PICK FROM GROCERY STORE
STICK ICE PICK THROUGH HIS EAR

 

Love Always, Stringfellow Hawke

I store deeply at a Friday nightlight -- Nothing can ever bring you back.
It’s more selfish to decide to have a kid than it is to decide to kill yourself.
I no longer go out—.

                               The CSI peoples still show up unannounced,
Three, four times a week, sometimes more, always with a banging at the door,
Bearing wine and things housewarmed by the stink of their pits,
The eczematous stank of workaday crotches, humid upper lips...
They unbox brita filters, spoonrests, hors d’oeuvres.
Today one wielded, foot in the door, this elaborate and sweatily gratinéed dish
Like a torch--as if keeping back some encroaching, yet photophobic, Terror-mass
Of sorts.

Lisa --
Nothing can replace you.
There are’nt words to say how much you are missed.
They remove the costume jewelry from your costume jewelry drawer
And laugh at me as I pee out my penis into the toilet bowl,
Or the pile of clothes on the floor.

Love always,
Stringfellow Hawke

 

mariachi

mariachi band arrives from pure nowhere playing johnny cash's cover of hurt
dad tears mix in a hollow vessel; taking Rogain to look like Kurdt
to impress a distant son--christmas cards on the mantle burn and convert
sweaters knitted in vain sent to post office and returned as a shirt
all stretched out and lookin like Israel Kamakawiwo'ole
's urn was forced butt-end 1st through the neck holé
i am still sitting here at chipotle
eating qdoban guacamole

 

A Sentimental Poem

 

You

Yes and Yes it would be lovely waking up feeling
this warmth like computer heat, You, Not yet talkative
and looking like a sunrise like Night becoming light &
Sysco trucks sweetly rolling along to each stop, Hair
mussed but retaining the overall shape of the Perm,some-
thing sillyband intrinsic Those pillows thigh- & cheek-warm
You, Pulling long socks from boots & smiling like bacon
& eggs smile. You were as bright as the sun shining
warm in morning- colors, All tangerine & orange & check
ing your phone. You dress