oh no
everything did wet, then
and the trail from the bed like a
slugtrail, the sailboat skirt
empty bottles
and... oh no now I will certainly never read a hundred years of solitude
because it's wetter than I've ever seen it
at the garagesale an old man sat on one of the diningchairs
he bought a lot of books and he said to us, There must be a really smart person living here
I mean, I'm just lookin at these books thinkin,
Man
so I kept trying to interject I live here, she lives here, we live here, we're totally smart
but he just kept shaking his head
at how smart whoever lives here is
he paid us $10
to seem as smart as whoever that is
I know who lives here
ghosts
there's the one ghost from the way-off
when I fell in love
I fell in love when I was 15
in driver's education, where I learned to drive a manual transmission
and I cried for a year
and I called the beans in my stomach evil butterflies
and I was a bad teen, and I got to go to therapy
and the therapist said, I think when you fall in love with someone
that you truly want their happiness, that you'll do whatever it takes for them
even if you have to give them up forever
And I was like, forever's forever, yeah right
I can't
but of course I did, and we were free for awhile
But he came here, to ghosthouse
and he slept in my bed days
and I said, I'm taking you to colorado, now
to see how you exist
to keep remeeting you after 11 years
to feel what I felt keep feeling what I made you into
the teen bleached-blonde you
to keep eating your past-skin
& swallowing your hair & beard
until I've overstayed my overeating
a ghost
I fell into bc of his bookshelf
I saw that thing and I cried come
& I thought, I have to meet this person
he will become my best friend
we will play cribbage we'll fuck
and we did, and he told me that he already has enough friends, thanks anyway
a ghost. a sad triumphless one
we stuck our claws in
to gather strength
to gether strength but together was lost on us.
we ate mussels & crabs & clams & fettuccine & drank all the world's booze
and we killed each other for summers
floated on summers floated on wet tear beds
ripped sweaters on doorjambs, broke doorglass, ripped door down
and I'd sobdrive away
thinking, is this my beautiful life
a ghost
fuckadream
let's be friends
let me lay on your back
let me grow out my little nails
so I can scratch it sweet,
submit you
a ghost
we rained on
I was a guiltmachine
I was an apology, but stay here with me
I was giant, round, full of it
& months goes & you've said it
a ghost
was a forced-upon, let's do this
anything, get me out of anything
but first forget me
just as I'm a warmup
a ghost
with hangers
with somother smothers
shortest days of the year
like longest cutters
like I'm in bed all of the time
like where did I come from
a ghost
threeweeksolder
strangefaced tallbodied creature, get out of town, I'm falling
in love with someone else's
a ghost lives in my shell
pillowghost
do you have some new dates, ghost
does your ghost snore at your sideghost
do you moan in your dark morning
do you picture yourself there, do you picture me there
do you dream drunkdial
do you quit-it-ghost, voicemailghost
no one is smart here, everyone's gone. I moved inside bc wetbed is coldbed
but now there's the snorer in here, and it's a breathing vaping ghost
a ghost
we just got here
let's get married
let's drive to nevada
let's have sad breakfast
become sweet in capable years
I'm out of this ghosttown, l8r
