3 Poems

U ARE A FANCY DRESS

u are made perfect
your bullets are high and low
u are triple tinkerbell
u wear deluxe jelly shoes
u are lady and the tramp
u are sold out
u are a japanese stationary set
u are purchased in wisconsin
u are stampede world
u are mrs. love, a muslim
u are a quick wolf
u are livestock
u are super shadow
u are trickster tom
u are tinkerbell's attractor
u are tinkerbell's map
u are discrete time
u are a dynamical system
u are a map
u are a limited edition
u are a collectible
u are a trading card
u are a contemporary category
u are a fancy dress
u are in stock now
u are a wiki
u are fabulous and available
for immediate delivery
u are whiteboard cakes
u are pink lips
say hello, miss kitty
u are better than msn
msn is better and u are
both the same

TIGHTENED BY THE WORD STAR

she is yellow and she swims when u shut up
the words are like stars in the stairway
after the rain it's just like your eyes

the stairway swims in a spoon
which is tightened by the word star
she has known the stairway
and really the bird is plastic
the blue hamburger stairway
it is gone after the rain
a thing which sounds
like eyes

i am tightened by the word star
blue bird hamburger stairway
yellow is after the rain
the sound looks
like eyes

i am tightened by the word hold

it tightens from the word influence
the role of the spoon is blue
plastic bird, bird of the
stairway swims

i could make a stairway yellow
the stairway goes and really

the paper of spoons
the stairway goes
and really

THE SKY IS BAREFOOT

house me with your snow
i am a broken fire mouth
your mouth has the skin
of a mean nostril
local when fruit
was local

u can run afraid of the mountain
i have paragraphs of u
silent, dangerous
in skin

i said u are the time for it
the moon and i could be
barefoot, i feel and return
for i am not

china, you are not shut in the meat

snow and fire is like casting the mountains
the office of u worldwide, u run with less stars

i am dust
fire fills
the stars

someone is over no one

broken people are not birds

the sky is a mouth house
and you are still me

most strange word
no one is barefoot
we look like a chain
i want silence

she is the bird horizon
baby is large and does not
compromise, baby not
i say fast, a compliment
her tripod scratches
the month

i feel like i am sunk beneath
like sky water bird

somebody else's basement
not mouth in the snow

i was your computer
i walk and i have
somebody's snow

Donna Kuhn

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