These “anti-poems” are from an unpublished manuscript, “Pancake Consciousness — A Conceptual Novella.”
i stand convinced that floating around in the potential of the mind lurks the Poison Thought the thought that once “thunk” will allow the host soul no rest until the moment of self destruction and today, unthinkingly, in all irony, i may have pushed a step closer to my own Poison Thought during a fantasy in which atlas meets sisyphus in times square and, as if that were not enough after a two hour conversation all that each could think to do was to trick the other into accepting his task
open the glove compartment where, resting on the maps pulsates the orgy primal: the mounds of sweaty, slithering, moaning, unusually naked peoples. the hulking masses, dressed only in teeming dreams, breast to chest; lip to loin, twisted in to out; double-helix legged: tongues deep into the proper cavities. there in the glove compartment where, resting on the maps which you feel you still need, lie the Chilean dead. shut the glove compartment.
there’s hurts so bigger than I knew of where there’s not even any pain there’s damage available more than I care to tell so terrible, even salvation is possible there’s rugs to pull out that I never dreamed of where everything’s placed so far upside down you don’t notice there’s loneliness so cold I dare say it can feel like a reunion there’s a flip side to our dreams I must point out that stands just like life, less the life
i realized but today while you were busy killing six million jews exactly why I love you so much your hands are soft your eyes glow your words are well chosen i realized but today while you were doctoring the watergate tapes exactly why I love you so much your body is flowing your thighs are spreadable your face has smiles i realized but today while you were dropping napalm on children exactly why I love you so much your breath is fresh your femininity is hygienic your perfume is french i realized but today while you were torturing albert schweitzer exactly why I love you so much you amuse me you have personality you have large breasts i realized but today while you were slipping razor blades into apples exactly why I love you so much your teeth are white you have a good tan you say you love me