I was in a bed and then Mark began poking me with my own fingers. I pulled out one of my teeth in exchange for an ice cream sandwich. A small child cleaning the trashcans with a spray bottle told me that I can’t function. I was so focused on my inability to do nothing. I asked if the turnip was tired of living its entire life in the abandoned warehouse. I woke up in a pond. I am not sure how I am going to swallow anymore. My right elbow did know not how to swim. I was in a room for twenty-five years. I put a piece of cheese on some bread and dipped it in oils. I could feel a whisper on my chin get angry and say, “Fuck.” Someone asked me how to be glad. The sun is on. I am more popular than a handshake. Dear landlord, here is three billion pebbles. I looked at a donut, but did not ask it to be my womb candy. I can hear the eyeball of a white haired man looking at me from his train seat. A little while later she tried to fix her eyeball at Dominoes. Spring break is over. Two grown boys tried to meow into a paper bag. Three men sat in a room. A few thousand hours ago, I was in a room with a drum set and I thought, “I really want to take a picture of this drum set, but I don’t think I will because instead I’ll wait until 10:50 p.m. and take a picture of a really stupid apple.” I picked up the telephone and the telephone said, “Dear self conscious motherfucker, I am talking to you.” Some dog was walking down a street and he came to the end of the street and I realized it wasn’t a dog, but my friend Herbert and so I said, “Hey Herbert.” Someone was in the bathroom. The man in the bathroom said, “Is that poop or cake?” I put butter in between my toes. A man is born again and again into a place called solitude and he imagines a part of the world called Africa were his nest could live in the warm part of the pond because it never gets cold. The boy fell off an inflatable purple elephant. A piece of my rib said it was hungry. I heard a drum horse asking me for a drum stick. I said, “Yeah,” and gave the drum horse a milkshake straw. I woke up in a room that smelled like bread. Someone asked me a question. Mom ordered an appetizer and then passed it around the table. I held a baby stroller. A person mailed me a girl scout cookie. I can hear a creamed orange resting on my lips. The laundry machine was full of babies. Forty-five thousand years ago a woman in Denmark met a man in Scotland and they had a daughter named Joan. There was a plant for sale near the apartment where I was living. I remember the dog pee smell of a small child.” I drew a peacock on the envelope. The internet told me to look at it for eight hours. The city nodded. I followed Mark into the kitchen and watched him put the cereal bowl in the unheated oven. The sheets sweat into my hair. Two days later the ocean was an average man in a bad part of town. “Ether is an organic compound where an oxygen atom is connected to two alkyl or aryl groups. One form of ether is used as a general anesthetic that helps you lose consciousness.” The morning world was an anxious bubble. Mark looked out the window and saw another window. I stopped and smelled some lilacs. The last time I saw a square wheel I was a monk who could grow rainbows from moldy rainbows. His mother felt sorry for her embarrassed son and stayed up all night knitting him a new set of mittens. My lunch pail’s thermos was filled with the motorcycle grease from a gas station’s concrete parking lot. I realized everyone was a three-legged bronze deer statue. I asked if he was going to pick up the noodle. The large barn yelled. I asked if our food preparations would taste good. I woke up and ate a bean. My father woke me up this morning and said, “Get a job.” The afternoon had gotten chuncky. The light bulb said, “You are slow.” I saw your wrinkle. “I’ve never pooped.” He was wearing a chauffeur outfit. The boss in my friendship with another man told me to sleep on a mattress he found next to the spot where his dog peed last night. An object is shivering on my lap because someone left and went to the airport. When you drive a sweet pea to work every day you are less likely to develop a cancer pimple on your diabetes tumor. When I woke up I felt myself ask myself if it was okay not to get out of bed all day and I heard myself say, “Yeah, okay.”

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