have a driveway
that does not have
a fountain
because the driveway is
a fountain
the fountain
shoots out color
straight up
and out
carrying you with it
yellow and yellow and red
the color
the fountain
shouts out
is not had
by light
because the color is not
light
the color
is color
color itself
the color is fast
too fast to be light
too fast because it is slow
slow enough to feel
its speed
and it pours up and up
yellow and yellow and red and purple
not standing not light
and it roars and roars louder and louder
so loud you cannot hear it
until you are torn away
up and up and out and out
and you are more color
off your feet
yellow and yellow and red and purple and red
can’t standing
yellow and yellow and red and purple and red and red and red and red and red and purple and yellow and purple purple and purple and yellow and yellow yellow and yellow and yellow and yellow and red and purple and red and red and blue and yellow and yellow and yellow and red and purple and red and yellow and up and red and yellow and purple and louder and up and yellow and red and louder and louder and yellow up up up and yellow and yellow and red and out and up and purple and green and yellow yellow yellow and red and up and louder and louder and louder and louder louder than this yellower than this more of color than this faster than this higher than this outer than this color than this yellow and red and louder and up and roar
until you are the sound and the color of vertigo
2 cups favorite beer sifted flour
3-6 cups oil depending on size of cavity
1-2 lb. whole fresh heart depending on gravity
of sin. 2 tsp. salt, pepper, paprika, garlic powder
gently brush off any dirt from the heart; heat oil in fryer
stir up remainder; dip heart till it shines like honey (bee’s)
give heart room to breathe; don’t overcrowd the arteries
remove heart; set aside to drain excess grease on a paper towel
don’t knock it till you try it.
maybe that about godrape bothered you
but it’s an old hat tattooed inside an eyelid.
don’t call the locksmith; break the deadlock, close the shackle.
don’t worry; it’s safe, lawyer approved.
this is a recipe you don’t add water to.
to ring a drip
from parched parchment
this soul cloys the mouth
this soul wrinkles
like clingwrap
this soul, perched in shade,
sleeps in song
fat on the shadow of wings
acral-licking-
who can say
no what I’m saying
is who is
able to say
who has saying power
this soul with a purchase
on the porch of mystery
insomnia’s aria
a ruff better’s millstone
this granuloma weeping choler