community discourse

the food processor is good
at obliveration. it wakes me up 
in the middle of the night
to tell me its thoughts on armageddon.
all my appliances read the bible
but all of them are very different christians.
if i needed to i know i could
sleep in my fridge & never come out.
freeze my heart & wake me up
when the earth flattens out.
it's only a matter of time. 
gravity is always pressing. i tell gravity
to let up for a moment & 
i float to the ceiling of my room 
like a discarded balloon.
it is always someone's birthday 
but let's be honest, not everyone birthday 
is significant. all my tuesdays 
eat my wednesdays & so my weeks
are only 6 days long. everyone keeps saying
when this is over, i will. do you understand
this will never be over? the planets
are bullies. they are out there
spinning us a nightmare & having
crescent moments deep in the universe.
i shine a spotlight on myself
until i am only a shadow. my shadow
has always wanted to be a dancer
but i have been holding him back.
in the shower, i try to scrub off
my feet. i am left with hooves.
what are those horses in the city
doing right now? do they smoke cigarettes 
on their breaks? a handful 
of pennies goes a long way 
if you are in the right place
at the right time. copper 
is always sick. some boys' mouths
taste copper & that's how i know
they wriggled free from the pipes.
i tell them i don't need 
their service. i used to sell
pieces of myself off a may i laid
on the sidewalk. no one would bite.
i said i would through in my ear lobes 
for my chin & they all walked by 
to head back to their shiny white cars
& homse that smell like candles.
every time you burn a stick of incense 
an angel takes themselves less seriously.
the alley ways are getting smaller.
have you noticed? soon all buildings 
will touch. maybe even the houses
spread far far apart in farm towns like mine. 
a cow is driving a tractor
at midnight. he killed the farmer for sure.
i look the other way 
like a good neighbor does.