Showing posts with label poem 6. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poem 6. Show all posts

Questions asked of the morning (6:52-7:18)

 How do you make a died thing real again?

How do you put skin back on if some skin fell off?

Were there fire trucks in dinosaur times?

Why is the moon still out and it’s daytime?

Why are you storing the thing that goes on my head on the table?

Could you please let you let me watch a movie of dinosaurs running away from the asteroids?

Why does forehead have head as part of its name?

What does your neck hold?

Why did the police died George Floyd?

What if dinosaurs had water power that sprayed asteroids from their mouths and made the asteroid go away?

Could armored dinosaurs protect against the asteroid? 

Do you like fresh eyes?

Do you think if I had a pet Dino that was real that was huge in our house which was huge and we went to an arresting station I would go and the dino would go and we would tell the police we have a Dino that’s gonna throw bombs and fire and big powers of rocks that are huge that are called asteroid at you and the Dino was running after the police and the police were swinging batons all over and throwing tear gas and the dinosaurs said we have asteroid power and they had something on their tummy that said asteroid power and Dino power and they were getting very scared because they were about to throw over explosions and metal planks to trap the police and the police were getting scared of the metal planks and the asteroids from outer space and the dinosaurs didn’t get cold from all the smoke from the asteroid because they had fur and sweaters and big puffy blankets on their heads and wool hats and they were all warm when they threw asteroids at them, because it was a sunny day and there was smoke from all the asteroids? 


What if all the kids died at Cambridge Ellis and there was dirt all over the school because when people die they turn into dirt or an animal- can I watch my movies now?

tiny white men

there's a tiny white man growing inside me, right now
she says
future mother of more whiteness
i'm making a tiny little penis inside me right now
she says

and i think that there is probably nothing i would want less to be growing inside me 
than a tiny white man who 
will one day turn into a bratty white boy 
and later, a big and terrible white man filled with privilege 
and entitlement, overcompensating for his tiny white penis
okay, fine
i admit, i am biased against white men
and their penises

Fifteen Seconds

 

Zealots spilt into moulds,
and left to cool.

The bit rate has improved,
their truth 
in clarity
attuned to and
as they become.

Cameras flash,
focus grouped
the look 
strong enough,
it's pixel perfect.

This was
formed at the front.
Where is your mind?