cait collins

 

only way to save on 3 dollar a week dental coverage/get rid of yer teeeth...and gum everything in site...plus the only thing that bugs me about spring is that i have a helleva time shakin terriers from my right leg actually it's quite stimulating +slimy worms and so i have a lot to catch up with like the poetry reading in hollywood, much more bukstuffS photo's artStuffs etc... stay toOned ..i'll be here til may 2010 lalalaa...i need another vacation or just a chance to vacate for a little while ...deal with it like...(heh)

 

**bum knee**

i was doin 50
or
close to it
on foot
rushing
toward the front door
the bottom concrete
front step
rapt the rim
of my black vinyl
$ store ankle boot and
I fell
ass over
tin cups
right onto
my knee

it was the left knee
weeping
through my skinned tight
spandex spandex
bloodthirsty like
an overflowing first day
period pad
also
if i moved the
raw knee
anywhichway
the pain
was totally excrutiating
or
even if i din’t
move
it it
was still
most unbearable

i pulled my pants
down the right leg
stepped out
then the left
well the left
to just above
the red bubbling
section around the gory
gash and
there
i stood
sweatshirt’d under whiskey pete’s logo
bare ass
(don’t wear fancy panties nope) and
the entire pant
dangled
from my left knee like
well ummm
dangling bloodyblack spandex
pants

i squatted on
the spot
and cautiously drug
a pant part away
from around the
edge of the wound
gritting teeth scrunching
sky high eyes eyes high
enough to beg god
for help for
maybe
one time in my life and
i was sorry
i hadn’t shaved
my legs
the night before
(or at least the left leg)
instead of my armpits
so this operation
wouldn’t be like
ripping a monster bandaid
from a
gorilla’s
chest

i have no balls when
it comes
to pain so
i hopped over
(using my good leg)
to my desk
fumbled through cd’s post it’s books
empty and half full cigarette packs scattered ashes
sex paraphernalia a month’s worth of
unopened mail and opened mail finally
under the sidewalk café menu
(which i stole in venice beach) and
porn mags i found
scissors and i snipped the pants
starting at the waist on
down to the
BIGGER than 2 half dollar coins
soreportion circling
round and round til
i removed a
majority
of the pants

the knee
crusted like
raspberry jellied over
cooked toast and i
hopped
(with my good leg (and bare ass))
into the bathroom
filled the tub
with hot water
got in and
soaked
the bloody
hole til
the BIG black
pant part
washed
away
…..

 

**things like these only happen to m?e**

gee whizz
i should
know
that
i would be
the one
to
hafta
put
my
own
hole
in the end
of the straw
before
i get
a swig of
my
good morning
orange
juice

 

**to Ahole**

it's
most
clear
that
i
am
momentary
in
your
little
black
book
how(L)
nice
now
you
know
you
have
made
a
monstrous
mistake
(not
that
it
really
matters
to
you
one
iota
well wait
it does
it don't
it does
it don't
it does
or at
this
very
very
moment
it don't
or
maybe
it does
and
i don't
know
again)

you
know
who
you
are
well wait
you do
you don't
you do
you don't
you do
you don't
or at
best
you
never
will like

(not
that
it
really
matters
to
me
one
iota well
it did)
now
you
really
know
yourself
are
(the one that cops an attitude for no apparent justification)
still
xo's
from
your
momentary
f(u)riend
cait
      sincerely

 

**smell this**

she came into
the computer room where i sat at
the computer
and she was all
sincerely proud
excited with the
new name brand
awfully expensive shampoo she
normally would not've purchased but
she splurged and
she tapped my shoulder
bent forward toward
my face
her hair
spanking
my nose as
she said
"smell my hair"
i smelled her hair
"coconuteeee babeeee" i said and
i love her her
clean hair and
now her new too
expensive name brand shampoo so
i lifted spread
my legs
wide open
up over the leather chair
arms
and said
‘smell this’ babee

 


buksouveniers30902
at
green hills/with buk
Rancho Palos Verdes, California

**bukday 03.09.02**

talk about gratitude
i must heartily thank
the dead person for
being there at
the bottom of the
hill at green
hills memorial park and
for the family and or friends that
visits their dearly departed
each springtime and
for the beautiful flower
arrangement
they bequeath for
i am truly
fortunate for
on the same day i observe
the buk’s death anniversary
i go up the hill
backpack full of
souvenirs alcoholic drinks smokes and
smokes
paraphernalia ‘toys’ i
pass the grave at the bottom bend
over quickly and
snatch
(unnoticed)
any fresh longstem flower from
the container and
when i get to buk’s
a few graves up
i remove the iron vase
just below buk’s headstone
mix the moist dirt around
baggie a little for
my personal souvenirs’ sake
pole it in the empty container

i arrive early a.m.
with a good friend and
we party
in memory
‘smoke’ stuffed winstons
plant once full wildberry jack
bottles
upsidedown and
i seed a ziplock
with a few of
my pubic hairs
also
among this years
list
of keepsakes i left behind
another
vibe machine
the ‘twig’ but
(tho i think theses things get tossed)
this is only
after i worked me over
good with it
the night before
now
this is the 2nd year
i’ve sowed my
sticky pubes
(and i ain’t revealing
the exact spotS (g) )
but
one of these times
when
i return i
expect to find
my fuzzy bush
in full bloom some
where along/or
near his
headstone
xo buk!

stone'd
P1buksm
smokin stolen flower
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leaving the twig
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view from buk's grave
view



film poem to me created by jan mclaughlin XO

books reviews w/michael basinski
The Louisiana Review - summer/fall 2001 issue
thundersandwich
Impetus
Logic Alley
W.omen's A.rt R.ecognition M.ovement
absolute arts
featured @ firestorm.com
art conspiracy
earthcam channel 97721

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