from LIKE, SUBURBS
* This late sandwich makes me more alive than fucking. There is the taste of it, like you scratching a better word in that book when you should be watching the dark dark dark. I finger it to feel it’s true. And what is true? A baby and a baby and a baby but only be spelled babby or else not be what I said. Some things, it is said people are said to want. More hair, another sandwich, but not another word to know the meaning of. The best thing I know is a bare ass settling into a frosted cake. Is that the love you've read into my colic? I’ve stuck my finger in whatever and figured something better. * Spring oils my window. Some god I scribbled holds a serif sine like a triton or a tripping scepter its clock broke, the glass wrinkle then come off The fault was something I don’t remember. I was thinking of my mother so many books so many books in the attic, so many she didn’t throw away, she never reads, doesn’t * I would like to set douche traps for every douche on Long Island which is a plankton cloud of fake nails, thug wishes, my Blackberry blushing for shame which is repulsive when I have the compulsion to defend it, Long Island I am not that technically savvy, not a trap-maker, and maybe anyway I am the only real douche and won’t know it for a month or year or dead, New York is all bagels and wheat pizza is making the move in. I should to Ray’s mountain or Jersey to see Will but I dropped my phone in a cup of pineapple juice there wasn’t even booze in. I could sleep in a car or near the fire but it’s always a loud morning knowing something careless, pressing my fingers in the soil round the base of it. The tantrum of a bird measured in thrashes. Gore of the sun’s white needle. I only want to get out of this shit march I’m stuck in.
Ally Harris attends the Iowa Writers’ Workshop where she is on the constant defensive about being from Long Island. Her poems have recently been published in Diagram Magazine and are forthcoming in Flying Guillotine Press’ Anthology for the Probable Apocalypse. She does, indeed, own a Blackberry.