bitblues

y’all know, you’re amazing
every single one of you
the man with the Subaru fucking
motor powered yellow cycle on
the metro, talking to a teddy
I may be a young soul
naïve
trippin’ like Alice, after a rabbit
so fast, so easily
read earlier today
when you give it away
like that, well damn
it’s cause you don’t really know
what it is
what it means
buuuuut
I like to think I do
when you see an old man
in the retirement home
they hired you onto
on a whim
playing the accordion
and he asks you to go
to Mary Brown’s with him
just for lunch b’y
but you have to say no
and it’s breaks your heart
‘cause it’s policy
I give
I’ll sweep the floors and
clean the oven if you ask nice
smiles
the special needs boy in grade camp
told everyone I was his girlfriend
that he’d saved my life
drowning in a pond
don’t really know what it is
love
handin’ it out like free candy
sure damn do
like to think I
appreciate it
ok
sometimes it’s bigger than that
someone quivering
in your arms
or even the opposite
months of no contact
just words
“hey,
hello, hello.”
when they pick up the phone
or touch you while you
inhale
carebearin’ comes easy
for someone like me
a tomboy, soft lips
I know not much of this
will make ever make sense
waiting for Godot
a country road. a tree.
evening.

I know I like
to make love
far more often
than an average human
being
like maybe
I should be
in group therapy
let’s all hold hands
we are
the folk that fly
to foreign lands
for the far chance
that maybe there’s someone
like Jack Kerouac
who’s still alive
who the fuck knows man
if he’s handsome
tell him
what’s the worst that could happen

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The Reveries of Orlie Greene

Eighteen-year-old Orlie loves breaking into abandoned houses to bring home goodies like record players and hula hoops. She grew up on the outskirts of Kansas City, hiding out on an old farm. She and her parents are the only survivors in their family after pandemics killed billions of people throughout the 2060's.

Naïve like Alice in her garden, isolated from a world of politics, money and fuel. Rather than singing with the flowers, Orlie smokes them. After a puff of blue lotus, Orlie meets a beautiful girl named Queenie wandering through the woods who tells her that a music festival is springing up in Arizona. Apparently, they've built a tower that can harness energy from the sky.

Having always dreamed of finding a way out of Kansas, Orlie doesn't hesitate to say yes when she's invited to hitch a ride on Queenie's solar powered motorcycle.

Orlie's world turns inside out when she drinks a hallucinogenic beer called "the Kykeon brew" and somehow she ends up all on her own.

Stranded in the middle of a disintegrating highway with a deep, bloody gash in her leg. Orlie tries to piece together what happened. Luckily, she meets a couple who are headed in the same direction but their fungus-fueled car breaks down.

While they hike the rest of the way, Orlie's mind plunges into psychedelic dreamscapes. Whatever she drank in New Mexico still has a stronghold on her psyche. To make matters worse, mushrooms have started growing out of the gash on her leg.

Read the first six chapters here!

jellyking summer

jerkin it off 

wide eyed 

to the sunrise

won’t lie

but 

I’ll hide mine

if you hide yours 

rose tinted frames babe

let’s not 

I’d rather 

get lost

down every road 

follow me

or don’t 

love is easy

we all know

I do strange things

attract strange types

can’t help but find 

the walls exhale out 

towards aquatic expanses 

I walk to the water

always towards the water 

where you feel 

disoriented like you’re not

quite where you were just 

a moment ago 

got an imagination 

take the Empress like a pirate

portals, pathways

if you knew the spirits

that mingled in my words

evil ways babe 

you’d have let me

run away long

so long ago 

playd8

smile bright 

god is sunshine

melting laughter

out the gutter 

something right 

weak hands 

kisses, hugs

keeping straight faced

getting high 

rolling circles 

round my cuboid 

you’re not a big drinker 

and I get so serious 

don’t know what time it was 

lookin’ so perfect 

high hopes

though there’s fire 

burning in the distance 

forever after 

doesn’t exist 

groovy 

baby spin it 

forget 

like the first time 

like the last time 

right now 

right now we got sunshine 

god is light reflecting

off your eyes 

Heartbeats

slippin’
I’ll just keep on
stay with this
ice snow drifts
wheels runnin’ in the dirt
want me to fix it
I’m tired, a kitten
alternating realities, this
psychosomatic whirlwind
it’s feeding
the lights could be dimmer
draining,
succulence
plant ginger, plant garlic
perhaps it could grow
in the frigid window
really
just focus, breathing
avocado stay moist
one day, just maybe
you’ll become a tree
our thoughts turn
to words
symbols, reality
sewing seeds
when we talk about
escapades, reveries
little curlicues of stories
open to windows
to worlds
thank you for sharing
music with me
your soul
your laughter
have a nip
a taste of that
sweet nectar
with me

Plaestasione

money grow hard
cold and straight
hard eyed
thick doobie to your lips
green buds like hey
good morning
terpenes
drip while I make
another bacon and egg sandwich and
good morning
silk flowing from my nostrils
mountain martian station
mind wanders to children
of the corn and shining
Jack-like eyes streaming through
slammed in jaded doorways
perception is stalks I
grow alone and bold
strong and full of colour
no shame, no promise
when you can’t allow the sight
of hot eyes or hear sighs
groping yelps while I hold my thighs
I tossed my wallet like my self
my esteem was the only thing
that didn’t make me animal
if you think this is treason
I’ll throw up my thumb
a Kerouac white flag a
sigh you won’t hear
I’m just a messenger
life’s still a bitch
no matter how pretty
you might think her face is

Torched

let me play through you

this swirling body’s

awful nice, let’s stretch

so good

electric currents drifting out

my fingertips your toes

curling them around

metamorph to animal shapes

we can be so many things

a tree

camel

tortoise feels so mm

down that spine

let me read through you

words they dance like butterflies

let me taste a strawberry

through your lips

this sensation it’s

exploding symphonies I’m shaking

with adrenaline

let’s ride this out as long as we can

at least until the sun has set

I promise I’ll try not to creep you out

too much with the way the

bugs look and flitter against

your skin, ours, for now

for just this instant

let’s dance

let’s use this fascinating instrument

for so long you know I’ve been stuck

in this static body this green stem

prickling outwards distracting attractors

until baby I found you

let me remind you how beautiful

it is to just sit, look out, watch it all dance around

so nice to play with you

these dynamic vibrations that make us

swerve these beats these rhythms

let me show you what we can do with them

the sun, that’s where this life

force comes from within

it’s a connection

do you feel it now

sprouting out let’s take off clothes

sprawling naked crawling

light filaments into my skin

ignite the patterns, frequencies

we find home in one another

you’ve allowed it

just this dance

for today we can share souls

plants and animals

a sacred duo

if I do say so myself

let’s see those plans, your dreams

your goals, my you really do

have an interesting soul

look at all the pretty colours

within they’re dancing

we’re twirling

you’re such a vessel

watch them drift into the wind

aspirations we have them

look at what we do

look at how your fingers move

a writing soul

a soul that’s writing words

it’s brilliant this dance