Keep On Fuckin’
Eye have walked The Line
of Sobriety
down The Center
of M(Eye) Cruelty
The Shoes i wore were M(Eye) Jesus Boots
as witness –2– Our Fluidity
Eye have walked The Line
of Sobriety
down The Center
of M(Eye) Cruelty
The Shoes i wore were M(Eye) Jesus Boots
as witness –2– Our Fluidity
As Eye Am Placed
Here In A Very Public Place
Eye Was Just Offered The Golden Arches Themselves
Free For The Taking
And Eye Am Taking M(Eye) Nourishment From Them
Decked In Smokey Quartz
With REAL Diamonds
Furnished By A Trusting Jeweller
And By The ______________________
Of M(Eye) Disloyal Husband
He came 2 Me
Or i went 2 Him
Was taken 2 Him
By The Father of M(Eye) 3 Children.
i told Dr Blair of M(Eye) Undying Love
& i thought He was listening
butt Eye was mistaken.
Dr Blair thought i was mentally ill
& decided to “Love” Me
butt No Matter How Many Times
we Fucked
M(Eye) Undying Love Remained.
Dr Blair aka Hunter wasted
22 years of His Life
EYE Have The Whole Day
In Front Of Me.
there was a time
a dangerous time
when i did not want The Day
when i did not want anything
Last Night Eye Sat
beside The Fence
of M(Eye) Estranged Husband’s Grave Yard
inside M(Eye) Eye-dling Vehicle
with Its Operable Car Phone —
Eye had Him on M(Eye) Phone —
along w/ His Pot-smoking Girlfriend
Who insists All She Does
is Buy His Groceries
& “Clean” — perhaps
because She is still
His Patient —
EYE HAD THEM
“They’re gonna take out all The Clocks
in school — The Kids Don’t Know How To Tell Time”
The Computer, for all Its convenience
ruined My Marriage —
or was it really
The Man in Front of It?
David — whenever I look up
Now — Eye see Orion —
He’s A Man, A Soldier
like You — and There He Is
giving Me The OK
with His Star-patterned Presence —
I will go to Him
One Day (or Night)
In Your Company
Tall and Strawberry Blonde
She was born in New Zealand
on September 23rd, 1950
to a mother named Marguerite
(Whom She supposedly “didn’t want to turn into”) and
met Dr William Hunter Blair
(My Current Husband)
in The Yukon of Canada
(after a time in Figi with Her Father)
–She was Somebody’s Secretary–
They married in October
in the late 70’s
and had no children.
Sue Blair was stepmother
to the same 4
Eye have grown to appreciate
from Dr Blair’s First Marriage
and always sent birthday cards
and Christmas Presents.
His youngest daughter
She raised.
Sue Blair was known
for Her Gardens in Barrington Passage
where She grew black tulips
and planted a Butterfly Tree.
She knew the value
of Self Help Books
and donated a pile of Them
to Evelyn Goodwin’s support group
in 1994 — that was the first
I heard of Her.
She was supposedly solidly married.
When My Affair with Her Husband
developed in the summer of 1999
turning into a multi-year nightmare
of intrusion (justified) by
The Nova Scotia College of Physicians & Surgeons
Sue Blair defended Her Husband
to Her Death.
It was soon after one phone call
to Dr Blair’s house
(now referred to as The Big White Castle)
at 4:00 in the morning
from New York City
when She cried out loud and clear
“He’s My Husband!!”
that She developed Inflammatory Breast Cancer
which killed Her, back in New Zealand
in January of 2004
as I prepared The Faulty Wedding
to The Husband
I had stolen
out of misplaced desire.
She liked to walk on beaches
winter or summer
and owned an adjunct house
in Clark’s Harbour
across from The Post Office
as elegant and solid
as She appeared
to The Community She lived in.
She was An Admirable Woman
with office companions —
Her Husband’s Secretaries —
Who cried when She died.
A Song NOT
TO MASTURBATE BY:
“Bad Habit”
by Delaney Jane
I always thought of Having Sex
with My Estranged Husband
whenever I listened to This Song.
Too bad those days are over
Now & Forever
It occurs to me
@ 2:30 in the morning
Why My Husband, a Doctor
Needs a female Secretary.
He needs an O-R-G-A-N-I-Z-O-R
He’s Had Her for about 30 years.
Is He married to Her??
In The Truest Form of Marriage??