Sleep With Books

I sleep with books.

Electricity plagues the

howlers dreams

wanting of what is shown

and things

the moment becomes

a want of one thing

then the next

the next status


big opportunity

gotta be a thought leader

drilling into the brain

who has noticed me.

But I shut my fucking


put away those electric screens

breathe in through the nose

heart beating calm

in a house with lots of wood

and at night

I sleep with books.

Dream A Cream

You live the supreme dream.

The burrito supreme?

No, burrito scream?

Dream, just dream.

I spilled my burrito cream.

Spilled my tuna cream taco.

I bet you did, girlfriend.