1
who keeps killing my last houseguest?
who keeps yelling and stomping?
who is the rain falling?
who reaps the better grain?
who put their fists in my granola?
who milk?
mary shepard who?
shakes it special keeps killing?
you keeps killing?
who cares Cain careful?
2
POETRY AS A CAREER
you’re an asshole in the preschool of your life, moneyed musing
LIVE BROADLY, WRITE BOLDLY
staring out the window at all the fantasizing eskimos choked up with déjà vu
ON THE STREET, ON THE ROAD
they’re puncturing telescope lenses with their key-rings. tell them! tell them!
THE HOPE OF STAYING AWAY
if they had ever brought me alive to this place, I would have denied my prayers
notes on Andrew Keen
