one new message

flashbacks of AOL’s
  nasal masculine frames a void
    forever unexplored

             here I call out

            did you receive my love letter
      postmarked the year before I was born

camped at the carport
  [bollard in a storm]

             where I can rethread these ribbons
       through my hypothetical dress
              & slough off the dead flesh
     of all my previous
                                selves

–LM

Authors Note: can you believe it the internet once existed on a disc you received in the mail look at us now

did you catch the game last night?

I displaced nuggets of wisdom I dreamt since I woke & they _diss^olved
    now you’ll see I’m back to ⛶ one but
        I think I finally understand why my life
   has been so blurry
          trauma tends to come upon
   like a heavy fog I caught blue Neptune young
     just waiting to see the concrete
  before the trees when I check the time and I’ve overslept until 7 PM
       I hated sugar substitutes until I
   realized I might be one and recovered

new avenues for self loathing
                     [hold the fear
              its unreal if its glamorous]
                    

          but don’t rush, I’m simply another female provocateur despite the panic I won’t toy with your bad habits Marilyn wrote everyone’s childhood plays itself out so I know I’m predisposed to out of the blue intuitive breaks heart-speech and mind games let’s play

–LM

an alien repertoire

It’s a strange sensation whenever I speak because it seems I never need to repeat a thing maybe it’s an air of eccentricity maybe static electricity I’m a whole ass human excavator I seek those unapologetic gems way down deep
        increasingly occasionally distraught by the wayside flittering through glittery rumor & gray matter its my new obsession can’t beat the color it’s a wonder what yours and mine would look like as a grand mosaic would we deeply disturb/ fly pirate flags in the desert/ would we unearth other monstrously calm spirits like us erroneously give them birth
             either way I can’t wait

–LM                       

sin or an insatiable curiosity:

Isn’t it interesting
    the rules of existence were instinctively
  known before you were taught
That you just knew what was wrong
      and spent a lifetime if you were right
   based on finicky public opinion

        stealing was wrong
    until someone had an idea that was fashionable

             & then
        everyone was in a silent debate
  full of intrusive voices
       and the double extendre

         & the double extendre

    –LM

necessary thought beyond the box

where life is a train derailed
    I couldn’t help but inform you
of the chemical spill
          & when you wondered
   because you’re smart & skeptical

            if it was controlled
     I will grin like the government
                   when the towers fell

–LM

in the name of preventive health.

I’m no Robert Langdon but I think if there were ever a time for a symbologist it was way before 2030
        I think it’s been long enough to where the wool is a little too thin to not see through but we can pretend its opaque I’m not going anywhere
   as if the trench you dug wasn’t deep enough of all expectation & these moving goal posts or deadlines & plans plans plans God stop laughing I’m feeling sick give us a whirl for good measure Make a Wish
              just a little too irritating to give in I’d rather hold back from confession couldn’t give this up if I tried just a delicate handful of wasps around your sexy hummingbird feeder

                & I won’t go on about what I regret it’s still in constant motion all I can say is corporations come in colors like crayons Coke is ___ Pepsi is ____ and ba da ba ba ba
          the only thing I offer is contagion

–LM

…home is where

Bruce Willis has dementia
   this, like many things I discovered
       on accident

      [whereupon you may have encountered
           me & now please
                take me with you]

    there are fissures in these walls
           cracks from earthquakes
       like breaking an egg
     & hailstorm the pot

            I knew if there were ever a safe place
       _{you’d’ve built it}

–LM

surfacing…

I’m keeping an eye on notifications because I swear your presence
   is more than welcome
   so land ashore

     I’ve got thirty sterling pieces of lost
   all wound & sparkling from the ankle
       like a little slaver’s chain
   maybe I should have went with gold
           after all

            pardon my vampirism
     it’s to blame for my complexion
          missing @ dawn like 411

             Sleep avoids me
       like I pissed her off|she took my key
           & locked me out
             
–LM

free speech is like saying

I want there to be a place in our knot where we can Peter Pan
   growing up turns out to be the scam we were told it would be when we wanted it
      & I’m not sorry discussing politics sounds like small talk & I hate it
         1984 sounds like 1992
    if two and two is five and freedom of speech is really encased in fiberglass no wonder the puppets smell like hot vinegar they’re so hellbent on breaking the seal
     this was always more important than the climate
        fuck an “unpopular sentiment” the only reason anyone can have one is because of it
          call my intent forever the clear & present danger test
               walking the tightrope without lifting a finger for balance
    
              –LM

in other news

I have to apologize
   for all the recent UFO sightings
   [I called a family reunion
     some cousins were tied
           government side-boxing
     for helium]

         Don’t tell me how much you mind
because I know you’re stretching the truth
       & nowadays it’s threadbare

                 cast your gaze to Ohio
     that I couldn’t tell you
                  wherefore the chemical plume

  –LM