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Showing posts with label Re: You'd be horrible Mayan. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Re: You'd be horrible Mayan. Show all posts

16.12.12

Chapbook









Some photos of my chapbook, Re: You'd be a horrible Mayan. Printed in Blue Books. © YOMO 2012

T.


So yes! full life as follow-up email that’s    fucking    reality 
but perfect Mayan in pink robe you 
are the next level killin’ it steady from bed 
not exactly ladies under DEATH TO KOOL MAN & CURSE 660 LAFAYETTE so
sorry 4A
      3B
      3A 
married by Ronald says we’re Democrats you’ll just have to deal
through hole in wall we swear he can only see underwear drawer
wouldn’t give a shit anyway! I’m on mygirlfund.com
don’t you think that’s kinda slutty?
wait a second WE’RE HAVING A MOMENT
we are literally holding the corner of this page and flipping it together
I know you know danger of being funny 
stay in 4B chaise on the floor
proud new owner of GrubHub account
cheers to you
feel like in painting but blue, grey, yellow you MARRIED the yawn
it’s that kind of week

5.12.12

The Wyatt Blair Experience (Real Name)


Come on can’t like Mormon.org and pretty girls’ pictures everyday
all drums Peach Colored Pussy  >  Candy Eyes  >  Banana Cream Dream
like Mr. Big but more dreamboat as Mr. Elevator checks into my Brain Hotel
in Echo Park, we swear, it happened
full bar 5 star top notch sushi sunsets expensive drinks 
hoity-toity bird feeding that’s what the I’m made of
lemme guess   1. taurus
              2. scorpio
              3. aries
third time’s a charm seriously MARRY ME        (three hours behind and scorpio) nice one
can’t handle that fog juice in Echo Park, man, where’s Ty Segall look-alike?
take a bite before ul eav
it’s rhinestone belts she’s 13, come on, Dickies she had braces dude
locals only around my inner tube you like it                  were 21 ya?
grape jam zig zags agave syrup toaster with a steering wheel you fucking DREAM
just come over and we can forget about all of our... life ha yeah you said life
candy eyes maybe someday take a bite

(Excerpt from Re: You'd be a horrible Mayan)

28.11.12

ATTN: A blonde Sufjan Stevens is translating René Char and giving out free Xanax at Gate 32A


If I scratch your head I'll touch yours face
on forty-two face on channel Christian Bale if 
your hands melt blue for four if we could survive inverted if you sit next to me
can't believe they survived without her or me watching her things
what if it's a bomb what if it's Juicy terry cloth sweat pants ALY
WHAT WERE YOU THINKING IT COULD HAVE BEEN FUCKING ROHYPNOL
but not in such a public place not moving pretending to know a little bit John 
Cage and New Grace not felt nothing in one week why'd you start put it
in a poem or it didn't happen
my back's a gun or worse wet hair why did I wear fucking JEGGINGS
a bit duty
free of X-rays you can’t opt out with this time this coat was 1,000 DOLLARS where’s
guy with RVCA stickers and professional I swear
I’m not with my mom I swear I’m 
not making it easy for you to read I swear my professor’s a poet
thanks you know thank you for letting me read book with bad breath and spread in my bag
I’d give you this book but you know it’s worth 150 dollars


(Write a poem after taking a walk with no destination in mind. An airport on 11/26/2012. Also will be in my chapbook, Re: You'd be a horrible Mayan)

14.11.12

NBD 4 N.A.B.


Just     only         just a couple   minutos my cholita
just      you really are a GOD SEND but today I am busy
being a rare breed a special girl
can’t pick up like one of those fucking toy claw machines
got four initials four cool like that
I’m a special girl like every other girl
now hurt feelings   write better
not in my book! stick with the plan
since neck wrestling’s a tough sport it’s
what it’s like to have 1/3s of you split that 
take off shoes feel like shit
is YOUR life so busy you can’t put THAT in a poem?
god you’re never *in the moment*
but I’m feeling this be my stay at home mom
Mom’s right sleep comfortably in my XL twin
sorry not some DIIV song and
in advance getting fat during the winter 


(An excerpt from my forthcoming chapbook, Re: You’d be a horrible Mayan)

3.9.12

Alec (Cela)

Get that         get that right I said two, now two, grand slam breakfasts and
three (how did you do it?) 
three look at his face 
where he has cell service and I don’t and you don’t know 
California makes me believe in UFOs 
nice to meet you and meet me through u
you ...trippy..        do the BIGGEST bloom
keep the master musicians of jajouka in my head
it’s like drinking a sundress with Jesus sandals! open your mouth
spell your name backwards more interesting that way
than lonesomestone n’ fugazi on the bed again
I had a feelin yall were from other planets
or maybe just Hawaii
let’s get fog juice and get fogged up
add a spinning optical illusion to the end of my arm
when all parts of me are dreaming and you say it
Ms. Vander Hayden does sound like a scary name