Everything Will Remain Purple
by pat a physics
There were the three of us. There was Gretchen and me. Aldo had come home with us from work. We were not having …

Slurp
by pataphysics
Clinging to her lip, the straw is now an appendage
rushing sugar water toward her face
the straw was dancing between her two fingers
controlled with a tap, tap, tapping
the cup was positioned diagonally to her posture
and …

I Don’t Want You
by Pataphysics
Ahem, this is Larry Lopswann.
Hello, Larry. This is Billy. You gave me your card the other day, and I thought I’d call you.
Who is this?
Billy. It’s Billy. …

Motherfuckers
by pataphysics
Electric tape covered more than just the razor blades,
it covered the instant oatmeal and the wet paint.
My doctor addressed me by my surname like a coach
and he was told about my aversion to labels.
Opaque …

Coos Bay
by pat a physics
Rocky, green lids on top of jelly fish eyes
biking with trembling hands after a night of whisky
and sleeping bag sleep rocks.
Talking apparatus without batteries installed
gliding swiftly amidst the sound of barking …

My Boner is Screaming Hello
marquee rearrangement, photo, poem by pat a physics
Everybody dies.
Last night I died,
I died laughing.
My dreams make,
and have made it.
I made no sense.
Right there
on there
from where?
Before you sleep,
you have slept,
and are sleeping.
Catch …

Gravity in Pearls
by pat a physics
When the fires are oftener
kneel in the these matresses
because the mattress sneezed
the ketchup trees are imaginary
and you’re listening to jealous it
foundered under blue greens
space is very ripe with gravities
gravitational stone …

Human Cannonball
by pataphysics
The canister is too tight, but somehow I squeeze into it backward. It is like that guy who has no collarbone saving baby Jessica. My collarbone might have broken, but I …

Review of a Water Balloon Fight
by pat a physics
On the night of June 8th, there was a wonderful water balloon fight at my friend Richard’s house. We got the idea because Eileen was getting …

Tin Clouds
by pat a physics
The note had been stuck to the bottom of an old leather-back chair in your living room. The chair had always been in your living room, and had belonged to …

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Instead of Blinking
by pat a physics
Nameless chickenman of my hallucination with your sunglasses on the sun, you are staring at us without a beak on your face. Your beak is …

You’re Fired!
by pat a physics
Leona Helmsley was a terrible bitch. She treated people so cruelly that her hair turned from silver to black again. Her mean streak was primarily in effect in this …

Over and Out
by pat a physics
Hi! How are you doing?
Oh, good, that’s good to hear. Can I help you with your hair?
No, I have no problem. Especially not to-day. It is …

My Blood Has Been To The Moon
by pat a physics
Trading places with the lonely zoologist, I seldom perform card tricks like back on earth. The red metal banisters lead the way toward mild gravity. …

Peacock off
by pat a physics
Green folded wings with puffed chest frill making “B” shapes in the margins was the formula for best peacock ever. He had lost it when he looked down at the …

Ensnared Locust
by pat a physics
My cat was being stolen and, at the same time, I was entertaining a famous movie director at my house. I told him to wait a moment, my cat was …

Baby cage
by Pat A Physics
Going blind isn’t all that bad
it beats having to be naked in front of all those people
who can see right past you
when you thought that you’d be somewhere else
like the butt …

Fresh Sips
By Pat A Physics
Her torso protruded from the smoke ring
a frilly ballet tutu fringing invisible lips
she comes from a store window display
smelling like a graceful nymph dancing
polygons pinched a web about her head
slender arms …

A Lake of Lemon Grass
By Pat A. Physics
Cottage cheese stucco walls framing a large potted oleander, an ornate, silver mirror, and pansies in a smiling, fake, plaster mouth were greeting my eyes with the same …

On Turtles
by pat a physics
Crawl one into the pan
you are green like yak piss
the snapping of membranes
take me back to the nesting.
Sell me at the beach
as per the public demand
for the surf and shell
will give …