let’s see how far our hearts can go
i’ll take my heart out first
here it is!
wow! a heart!
let’s see how far we can make this thing go now
let’s take this box i got from amazon because recycling
let’s put my heart in a box and tie it to a kite
wow! look at how far my heart is going
let’s pull it down
let’s mail it to people with a note that says
i am coming out as a person that is capable of large amounts of love for other persons, pass it on
let’s see how many people can give my heart to people
when they receive my heart i want them to kiss it and say ‘wow you are so right’
i want you to receive it on the opposite end of america exactly where my heart started
i want you to gently tug on my heart like a piece of chewing gum made out of love
tie one end of my heart to the telephone pole i kissed you against the first time we met
tug on the other end and pull my heart across new jersey yelling ‘wow! look at how far this heart can go! it’s incredibly versatile and elastic and it doesn’t seem to be getting any thinner!’
i want you to keep walking until you arrive in kansas where i am holding your heart because you mailed it to me earlier
i am holding your heart after stretching it from san francisco all the way over to kansas to meet you at the center of america and we are like ‘wow! these hearts! they are defying all logic with how strong they are!’
i want you to come from illinois
i want you to come from carolina
i want you to come from montana
i want you to come from texas
i want you to come from washington
i want you to come from maine
i want you to come from florida
i want you to kiss me if you want to
i want a whole mess of all of us touching our endless hearts to each other and tying them into a knot at the center of america all tied up like a package we are mailing to the moon which really is kindof endless when it comes to receiving love
the moon is so good at receiving love i am always astounded
i will stand on the giant knot we tied out of all our hearts and everyone i have ever loved (even a little) will kiss me all over and hold me down and then let go and then i will fly to the moon to give it love too
today i will be coming out to an entire world of people about how much i love them entirely
i am officially out of the ‘not loving people’ closet
it was dark in there holy crud it was so dark
tomorrow i am officially coming out as someone who lives on the moon and loves the whole world from really far away and that’s ok too
i don’t even really need the stretched-out still-beating heart i left behind to do all this loving
that’s how much better it gets.
They have seven poems in Electric Cereal.
La femme à la pèlerine
(Woman in a Cape)
doctor, I can’t stop singing what’s new pussycat
sounds like you have tom jones disease
is it rare?
it’s not unusual
Sometimes the humidity tries to kill me. Sometimes it tries to include the paintings with it. 24 hours to get these to dry, and some of the rest haven’t yet, as I discovered the first time I attempted to remove one from the scanner deck.
Adhered to the scanner deck like glue.
So, after some very polite swearing and a few days of waiting, two sets follow. We’ll not go into the full list of things that turn out not to clean tacky paint of a scanner deck, but the final fix was simply hot water, which finally removed both the paint and the film from the soap of a thousand armpits.
Prints are available as well: http://wetdryvac.deviantart.com/prints/
I’ve only let myself break down with my dad, nobody else
I have freckles like clover
that bloom in patches
across my face in spring
and they are wild.
I see them, their roots,
they’ve got a hold of my father
and stretch over the flesh
of his back—pointillism
spackling sinewy skin—
and I see them in his mother,
not just in her face,
but in the home she makes,
opalescent color dotting
beauty condensed and
bursting with light
and with fire—
I wrote this for you and I don’t think we ever understood each other better than when you read it. I love you so much and I’ll miss you. There wouldn’t have ever been enough time.