to the rest of the world

to the rest of the world

in cubicles a qualifier for "the rest of the world"

anything unprofessional is

a little too unprofessional

the pizza boy avoids everyone

for fear of having to provide additional entertainment

before sleep binds functionality to physiology

and life reinvests the harbinger of demonstration

as concern or a question

borrowing your furrowed brow

bodies meant to move rely on paralysis to “keep going”

sit there and say nothing because the boss will hear you

but oh my god it is so cold in here

you can hear the locusts coming

internship haiku

sit at desk a while
tick tick ticks many more times
get up and go home

Adrian

which way is up

left is right and right is left

my gps system just shattered

my maps are tearing themselves to pieces

oh, my glasses grew hands and now theyre bashing themselves with their new fists

ok, here's something else that's happening

everyone in here is a clone of abigail breslin

i'm skiing

the floor is pudding

nothing makes sense to me anymore

put on your gasoline shirt and strike a match

the wind smells like cheetos and my gatorade is crunchy

and my left foot is a hoof but it's also my right hand and my mom is here 

but she looks like my mom if she was being played by buster keaton and the walls
are turning into grapes

what bizarre world have you taken me to

you did this

you turned the universe on its side and inside out

if youll excuse me, i have to continue typing on this pumpkin to study for my exams
on cakes and wishing wells

both of them are on truggsday

and now im trapped here

with solange knowles

all thanks to you

all thanks to you and

your otherworldly romance

(which i actually think is quite nice and adorable)

oh!

everything's back!

IT IS?

except i think my teeth are wooden

how did that happen

oh, that will fade

it's a faux wood finish

just drink some cola it'll rinse right out

but make sure the cola is licorice flavoured

you

you master of the universe

you queen of new england

Progress

I love you the way 

Madame Marie Curie

loved Radium.

Car Bomb

New York

is the only city

that makes me feel patriotic.

For peculiar nationalism,

I blame everyone

except myself.

Buildings

similar ideas of beauty

serving the nation
forward along the line

from them from them from them from them
from them: they see in us
what we see in each other

blessed, saddled up
a pack of mules riding
to the very bottom

Heidi

Yeah,
I
'm feeling a lot better.
I
can't talk

a lot louder because my jaw
is
kinda locked up.

Um,
I
got, um,
I
got a slight eyebrow 

lift and that's why
I
have these staples in my head.

Yeah, that's permanent. No, 

I
had my nose
redone. 

I
had my own fat
injected into my cheeks.

I
had my ears
pinned back.

I
had injections in my lips.

I
had my chin
shaved down.

I
had my breasts
redone and
my back
shaped and a little bit
of inner and outer lipo
done.

Mom, there's brain surgery
every day. 

There are huge surgeries
every day;
it was completely
necessary.

Well, you know, growing 

up
I
put water
balloons in
my bra.

Are you telling
me
you don't think
I
look good?

Do
I
look good?

You don't have to support it, 

but you have to realize 

what
I

've been through.

I

feel better than ever, as dramatic

and crazy as it was.

I

couldn't be happier with the results.

Plastic,

thank you.

I

think that

I

just wanted 

to be happier, and

I

couldn't fix 

who

I

was being upset with who

I

was 

on the outside.

And, that's great for you, and you 

live in the mountains. 

You don't live where


I


live,


so it's a different world.




Of course it does.

I


don't


want


to


get




into




this





right






now,







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really








don't.

Mmm hmm,











I












can't













really
















chew it.