"myspace roman spring: matinee"
your space reads:
Folk/showtunes/2step
voodoo organist
a green mile mongoose, tracing sacred geometric patterns
across salt flats and warehouses
you sir, are searching for
actor cats in party hats,
glass eyes and spandex
alchemy in pure oddity
with girl
with a girl
with me…a girl
I love your tune.
I eagerly download you
every afternoon at 3:18,
and delight in the ways you throw down
a savory security in your peculiarity
what your profile sings:
sounds like lava on my face
like funeral music for old people
like the neighbors making sex…
…Sleepy, tired sex.
I love you
Kris Fenn