I CANNT HEAR ME A LOT LAY ON BED.

placentaface
you can't just say placenta face
without seriously considering what are the parts placenta
and what are the parts face
you
are lucky to have a face
placenta was
the first food
i dreamed
of a chopped off at the shoulders
badger in a box all bloody
i think jealously
when i read about
writers that travel
and who write
while they travel
and listen
to sexy music
and chew
large chunks of
placenta
constantly
i am not making this up
i was invited to be
at a poetry reading
that is in oakland ca
i think my head
is stuffed into a sock
and that is why i can't
read anymore
i am hitting myself in theface
with a sockfull of placenta
i am so chewing
and i am so wondering
is there a placenta buried
under ethel?
i get the feeling
that staying in one place
to write and to help
with the growth & development
of children
is a position that i should be
pretty happy with
those kids are much closer
to placenta stage than i am
those kids have so much
placenta in their bellies
that they can read poetry
outloud really well
before age 3
i am an inverted drunk
i am living in a sunroom
with my darling decorations
have a standing desk so i can
pace and shift while i write
i write at a shifting pace
i want to really write for real
i am saturated in placentablood
from day zero
i dedicate this poem to debbie hu.