There are special campaigns to spend money
Just like water.
Who ripped apart my land?
Black widows, cocktails, or dew?
I did not know that the world is a water balloon
In the hands of a child with interesting eyes.
Author: Lisa Marie
Sense of Self
My Eyes 2
My tongue has been imprisoned for immorality.
My ears have slept for years.
But my eyes, my eyes
Are blistering cold.
Behind My Eyes
My tongue was arrested for disorderly conduct.
My ears have been asleep for years.
But my eyes, oh my eyes
Behind their gray irises a stinging surprise.
Juice Bar
I was Lysol scented
dark light opening doors everyone wanted shut.
She was a bursting gummy bear the woman hugged
then devoured slowly.
But no one eats poison.
No one devours a sour black light,
and no one hugs it either.
Sweet Blue West
The sweet blue west calls me.
A vision of endless land is seared into my eyes.
Why take this seasick sailor
and set her in the lovelorn Prairie
where emptiness is everything
and loneliness is nothing,
only to drop her from a thunderous cloud
in a crowded coastal city
to drown?
Lost Colonies
Lost colonies.
Attacking cotton balls.
The water stretching over my year.
Serendipitous discover of disease.
An island with hideous creatures of smoke.
Aggressive violins singing in a corner I can’t forget.
I have rotting songs in a heap behind the house.
Little mimes are jerking to life in the detritus.
My Soul
Deaf electromagnetic angels
cobble shoes on my front porch,
My porch overgrown with frogs.
I will walk across the whispering world in these shoes,
My soul protected by the soles,
my salvation stored in my pinky toe –
the heart I stub so often it broke.
Salvation
Emeralds mature before the rain.
Lightning is waiting for horrible drugs.
What if smoke comes before fire?
What rain is cool and feeds except salvation?
The Baby Search Engine
The baby search engine crawls on my floor
Eating cheerios and spitting out good advice
He will never understand.
To remove a hate stain from cotton,
Whitewash in bleach.
How do I know the little search engine is male?
The way he references his own expertise.
Miniature Moon 