Thursday, January 30, 2003

94

BUILDINGS UNDERSTAND GIRLFRIENDS

I don't care just how you
Know there's no e in my name
The record store is dark
And the roof is conversation
A dog runs down the stairs
Bring down the typewriter
Please don't burn the flag

The towel is a pig of hot
Water I am Mad Magazine
I am a helmet mirror
You know there's a poet
In Cleveland who has my name

We have to start over
Buildings made of shoulders

Have dinner I have to talk
To my mother about all the
Women demanding I be what
They need I have to read
Secret books not think about
Rules exercise experiment

I do do that and see what it
Understands well yes if my
Girlfriends really I was in
Love with her you think she
Goes into your bedroom our
Phone bill we got a notice

One would let the dog lick
Her fingers stick them in
The peanut butter truck
Sounds shouts from the
Street with echo horns
Developing friendship