Areola Fairy Surgeons

yes, you wanted delirium

so here, i’ll give it to you

you can be the main character in your own

action movie, sci-fi movie,

eating your bones and growing them out again movie,

a burgeoning kinetic pool

slacks into posture, wood-joined and suddenly operable

which is so much more exhilarating

than in real, the cunning yet seconds from a heart attack

way of my face. still & impregnable, still.

i’m doing a study,

it involves knowing her address and when she’s not home

(is what i actually say outloud

to the good joke i’ve made about

robbing my friends sisters house)

robbery is thrilling,

i really like owning things without giving

up anything in return.

why should i?

the floor of language is a

synapse i continue to dance on

permanently altering her brain chemistry,

she says outloud

not in reply to my imaginary dance moves, but

it sounds good when i cut it up and paste it into

the immaterial conversation

you must still be wondering about the areola fairy surgeons.

it was a good joke she told outloud.

you’ll just have to wonder.

through this ear and out this finger

dance, dance! a tent set up in under sixty seconds!

gun slingin on my hip!

doesn’t cost a thing!