jibberjabber, yoda

possibly renaming the cat ticonderoga,
getting caught,
realizing that i cry when i'm angry,
watering the cacti,
accidentally killing my birthday plant,
paying bills,
finding things i need, only when i need them.

open your mouth: a photoessay

eating straight avocadofattyfruit midnight snacks

best fruit ever.
open your mouth.
getting chatted up by guys with teretts at the bar.
not quite ripe.
only losing beer pong by half
mean winning by the other half?
going on 3-day mini-vacation to a place i've heard nothing good about,
but being psyched.
and the little kids outside the restaurant think they're crips.

negative forty decibels.

i had to did what i had to did cause i had to get
dough

and i've been doing a lot of this



things are nice and hot.
negative forty decibels.
cheesy photoshoot posing with cherries and covered wagons.
amongst other things.

you're out on the streets, looking good

fashion idols:

devendra banhart


janis

gwen stefani



basically, i don't want to wear anything but a fancy headdress and lipstick.

cat time

listening to mary j.
cat time.


rotten vegetables.
invasive species.
a place for all of your tiny things.

smiling

i've telepathed love all over the world.

i know old ladies whose eyes bleed in spring.
i've been going to the store at eight in the morning, just for juice.
i don't rhyme usually.
i do not control the weather, so stop asking about it.
i could be an italian citizen if i wanted.

simple:
check the internet, fuck, and make a beat

running mouth, crouching dragon

loving dad
hating rain
feeling rad
but only half sane.

hailing cab
touching brain
running mouth, blab
mechanical crane.

loving xl t-shirts
being a sexual tyrannosaurus
morning glory creeping
needing sandwich
missing bob barker

boo

white nails,
boo

so the whole thing about "no place like home" is that it is an ongoing project about how my house is weird. this is a baby gate and defunct bird house (now a cigarette butt receptacle) on the patio. also, i love my new camera. and flash photography. and making money. and white t-shirts. and afros. and jaws. and pottery. and poetry. and drawers full of electronics. and mariokart. and everyone i know.

is loving ice cube

amelia is watching anaconda, loving ice cube.
amelia has fingernails falling off.
amelia buys books for people who don't like to read.
amelia still appreciates a cookie as a reward.
amelia gets cute voice mail messages.
amelia wishes for permanent nail polish.
amelia plays with paper clips.
amelia wants to drink beer now.


and wondering about gorillas' cannibalism, and wondering if one of those poems is about me.

and stuff.