swami bondage and the night time soak

sumptin i conjured up in new delhi - lots of incense in this one...burn baby...

thank you india for you goo

thanks for modeling my new line of accessories!

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and more jeweeeelzzzah

jewels...

This whole journal

seems to be

about fucking

Whoa …wait

here’s some thing

about God

He is

even though

his gender

Look like

in a telling way

not a pointing way

God has a dick

and a beard

and pecks

and gray on his balls

when gravity meets dusk

I tell you the same stutter.

The same mumble.

The same indecisive

encumber.

We have sweat between us.

There was an eagle,

a lioness,

some cows-

a woman inside a gator.

The trees were popping.

And blooming flowers

spitting out bees.

Snakes upside down

smushed on the road.

Talk of rednecks, baseball bats and broken noses.

It was the best year of my life-

puking up truck driver speed at the pool.

Me pepper, him salt.

Chucky complaining

to Randy

about Kentucky threats.

Years later there was a stabbing over

the telephone

phone.

fruit bowl gravity and the smile of a cheshire cat

never ever had a red banana...still not...

At first

I wanted to use lucky charms

But did lips instead

Kissing coffee

And smoking cocaine

Intangible arrestable

"my light bulb" says angela.

my laboratory at the vermont studio center