1 cup pecans, and yes, perhaps you're right.
i wave away at nothing.
though i've sympathies that plagiarize
their every eye-bright neuron,
you cannot even be a ghost
if first you don't amass in space;
1 cup sugar, i give up all maternal knowledge.
feed her goddamn cookies in the morning
and tell me how we'll raise messiahs
from rosette martyrs in our driftwood genes;
½ cup Karo syrup, there is a grain, a liræ to skies
that pull our empty animus. we're river rocks that turn in floods,
the lungs of dirt have issued from their deep sepulchres,
these pipe-iron suns
to your thirsty horde
of bright red anthems;
3 eggs, i've been a borrower, i know this now,
time and blood,
and if the hungry fauns will come and overrun
our great design,
i'll raise my arms like some damn fool and scream
"oh, won't you train your dots
on this dark spot, on this blue soul!"
2 tablespoons butter, renounce your bankmen,
desert your myths, deny all raptures and calamities
and sit beneath Sri Maha Bodhi
and feel the body
1 tablespoon vanilla extract, you will never hear my name
as it is whispered
where all things bend to listen as it veers from mind to flesh to naught
for i have never spoken it.
i was never
Marie Callender deep dish frozen
this living wake won't end
with my finding
some great wisdom
like an Easter egg
i won't go limp with satori
in my seat at the corner Starbucks.
i won't be shocked by love
while pouring through some mound of words.
Preheat oven 400°
10 - 15 minutes
Turn oven down to 350°
Is pie jiggly? - poke to see if
filling comes out.