your face seems hardly that which i pined for in the mirror

those clicks
keeping you awake
are just

blind kids
in the forest
playing video games
using eco-location

chirping for digital

im still chirping insomniac bird songs
for you, my indian woman

my inhalant
my solvent
my vertigo

i might not
have drank enough
tonight, though

so, your broken refrigerator
and night vision goggles
are keeping you entertained
for a few days
while were seperated?

all that phosphorescent blood paint
and visions
whispering neon to you

as i will
and used to

spitting rhymes!

all the disposable skin
at the nursing home
are oiling up their chairs

their children
at the creek
count flowers
in some native girl's hair

before them,
nude,
sepic,
confident,
as untiring and boundless
as urinary incontinence

and there is
one
two
three
four
silver calves
crowded by the door

so, its christmas, goddamn
unfurling like pubertal discomfit
upon man

iroquois girl
are you the one destroying me?
are you who dissolves me so gracefully?

im sure of it
but as a creature
driven by vanity and pride
and sodium vapor lights
i could not possibly admit

dog tales of 1846

*A poem by Colin McKay (C) and Andrew Wegmann (A)
Check out Andrew's maundering:
mysonthefish.blogspot.com

C:
i gained
quite a bit of weight
during my time
in a wheelchair

spinning through the mall
via fixed rotations
like the eel black ribbons
of VHS tapes

A:
I am asleep.
In my dreams the cronies come,
To machete my body.
To the dogs they run,
With Corporals and Sergeants.
Allow me to dither,
Upon unwanted requests,
For the souls of my forefathers
Aligned perfectly, so perfectly.

C:
perfectly perfect
a bird in space

you are a glittering christmas sweatshirt
with used teabag eyes
stringing your sentences on and on
like some mendicant veteran
mirrors in his pockets

if youre willing to get up early
i'll take you fishing some weekend
at dawn
and show you those
scintillating metal creatures
moving beneath the latex surface
like the sparkle of fiberglass in my chewing tobacco

because there is no god
when you are hungover
and you know this

let some coincidence
prove otherwise
when you are drinking again