A COW OF NONSENSE

u are not in san francisco

and u are not like a cricket

or a novel

i say work it, i say carry it

i’m not interested in

someone’s decision

making

u do what u want and u

are mementos; u are 

like cosby and i am

housing 

i don’t listen to myself

the colors of don’t know

it’s like a tour of torment

u are mementos and the rave is over

why don’t u start an association?

she is the dream and the hat

the orchestra talks about the

orchestra and whether u barge

in

i have big t-shirts and i graduate

because i am nice; i carry it because

i am white and i am white and i pass

for white

take over this gospel, white container

watch out; u are practically a rapist

and i watch out

u wave like u are a thigh

u are not san francisco

and u are not a crime

or a nuisance

the order of the government

and the things nobody talks 

about

i see myself and u are the water

and the water is a thief; u are a

watch and a thesis

it’s like a touch that torments us

i can’t rescue her; she is an

assignment and i am a film

and a gown

a vitamin for an orange god

he is a tablet and he is golf

he is a white consumer

cities live like him and it’s

wartime out there and i am

hardware

if u die i see my mouth

u are no longer opposition

to torment; wartime is

theology

she is the harbor and the drama

he is a consultation; citizens

who live like him; that’s what

this civilization is about

u are practically a rapist

and i am a warrior a vision 

where the opposite talks 

about the opposite of

gold

i have a big shoulder

and i am an asset

i am a big shot and

happiness is this

rave

she is a dragon and the govt.

hospital is nice; she is a warrant

and the happiness of happiness

if u are really a hotel i die

when i see my mountain

the warning is like theatre

and u are a circuit and a

hostage

i can republican her and i am not very nice

the tooth is a virgin an opinion talks about

i carry it like someone’s death; i carry it

like a dozen assertions

i am the handicap of the handicap

this constitution is white; she is down

and lives like someone who thanks u

u lash out at your tools

u are the texture of a warehouse

u are an assault and the horizon

is nice; i carry it like a doubt

u are like a cow of nonsense

and i am someone’s dealer

cigarettes live like textiles

it’s like tongues that torment

us

u are a ward of the text

churches who live like text

he is a symbol, he is a 

glimpse ofthe war out there

the hammer of a hammer

how can i get some privilege around here?

he is an exile and a classification; i am a 

fiber artist, i am opening talks

i am a goat and i have honor

i carry it like someone’s

deadline; i carry it like ash

he is a sword and i carry it

like glass

u are a fever in the doorway

and she is the door; i carry it

like someone’s daylight

that is what this artist is about