From “Party”

finger family

father the most used

mother obscene

i lift her up

married sister

well fed brother

no common stem

 

bunker

show shoes

touch and stand

behind others

place hands

take them off

come right in

here is the cure

learning how to hide

from planes

helicopters

turning ships

falling to the ground

 

drawing

from the lamp hangs sister

swings frightens mother

in the pot dumplings drop

blue is kitchen furniture

the table we cannot reach

even from the chair

she leaps from the lamp

 

sunny and fence

huge gate mother

angry head father

over him

swollen crows

black magpies

and 2 humps

her face furrowed

grind and bars

 

party

in a spotted

costume dancing

to the big butterfly

his end part

dribbles juice

lady cleans up

the slippery floor

do the twist

 

world’s favorite

the african story

our group’s as well

i will also tell

them a story but

they will shake

their heads and

my remained mates

leave because

i won’t fit

neither here nor there

i’m like the snails

but not sticky

and even stringy

mostly

herma-and-phrodite

i did not decide yet

hesitating

the rainbow comes

after the rain so

i also come out

i’m like the snail

spine freely chosen

to imprint myself

or someone else but

i’m also hosting

i don’t think i’m stringy

and my trace is discrete

the rainbow comes

after the rain

i also come out

 

black marked brush

staining kit in sandpit

unstriped

monkey wet the sand

and lie down cut shiny skin