Home is For

BLACK SUN

your color red is alive
red he has ignited
the moon in bed with the moon

the rain is crying u felt the rain
your skies but the raven inside you
viola is around the snow

rain blue trees, rain guitar
that youre crying, the ones
the sun orders the dreams dust

the moon forms a red evening
the guitar is dull, the winter
in its death skies

the grain snows black hurricanes
payments of rain in the sea
level it, that sea ink

youre around in the winter sun
dig the massacre, red levels
the moon, its a payment

breaking the rain, the greedy death
shake the skies with red lies
shake the snow in the bare date of winter

the moon struck the trees with an advance date of melon
the moon graves jolt and shaken u here
inflamed rain churns

shattered this baby in red pale winter
or advance sun with payment
soon the moon is on, soon it fell

red spirit of me shake
trees to ignite the moon up
red earth shake the rain

he has skies over skies
i hear your dreams
the red over the moon

will order from the evening, the eyes of one

donna kuhn 2006

Another Universe

WHEN THE FLATIRONS HURRIED

send the cloud, youre getting nowhere
as harmless as a vicious lemon vet

the weasels with the eagle pumpkin effect
sick moon, enough mysterious cabbage

i would suggest a raft
the sea is an onion
auchwitz hisses
like a baby horsey

maybe this is part of your auchwitz
doesnt auchwitz surround the smoke

youre aerobic and u love your country

the department of dunes has a chance to be blue

my ankle breathes like cabbage
you find my gargoyle

the mountain of housing cooks the moon

cant u say no oven death and water your oatmeal treasures

i've sprained my eye with grapefruit rinds
clear sky hand, the eagles of the united states
youre a cloud over civilization

the housing goes home
stans shampoo doesnt live
in the sunsets again
direct your quacked cloud

youre whining like u arent watered

i've been the moon when the flatirons hurried

myrtle is a wet raisin chasing dolphin cookies
did u collect your cloud? the moon takes
my alligator, rex, sparkles with the pharmacist
dont forget your eye orders acorns
inside the mountains, gallons of blood
raise stan, stan is monopolized

this woman sparkled like white gold
is afraid of his lawnchair

at least his jelly is like wet mushrooms
this sends the relaxation to u
agatha uses your eye girdle
to roll blackbirds and cling to
a liitle cloud that's like housing

u are almost poking broccoli in a sour heart
purple strawberries in a nicotine cloud
youre a cloud idiot

it makes this sour heart
many blondes are good
for your sparkling humidifier

you sell birds, the apartment is a mushroom

your hand sends oxygen to be a cloud

encounters bite the map
shakes la blue girl a fear
of curving cow dislocation

the mist was starved for ducks migrating like rodents
prunes, pineapple, truckload of bone

its non-effect howls like a bone

the mindreader orders teeth

the foot of oxygen sends out part of the hat on a raft to growl

auchwitz bends, im standing on fruit

your eye has jelly at the bus stop

your eye is like a victory

your oh rain house went looking for relief

the fruit and the wet bones stir

the cow tightens the housing which has a hat

i'm not mother slurp
eagles breathe mysterious cloud
the apartment begins with the mountain
the part of your sweet eyes hissed

donna kuhn 2006

While I Shrink (collab altered book with Amy Trussell)

THE GRAHAMS OF MARTHA

the hostess is tired, stab that kind of eye garbage
your mama is a damaged acorn cage
love your palpitation canvas

your eyelid of martha
your sinuses like it when the rain opens;
drink

he is shaving the purple snow
purple flatiron cartoon
the dark condition of the sweater

worm red moon shake the star at me
observe a red train in the christian rain
drink your notebook and maps of boiling laundry

green food baby moon
i like the weather when mountains
are lost cartoons

chinas tutu agitates the light
my train is outside
the snow is mean

chinas tutu eye is a month in your sarcastic heart
be quiet, the damage is on fire
repair your furnace, inhale the sky

outside the kind eye of mother
purple pollution over china
the cloud growls

the president is a biscuit and the jail hates people
tell the dunes to come in
the snow wants his song

my room walks in
your horse is a dark thing in the river
too much that waits for the train

sunlight feels the victory without the strange rain
the carpet dreams how much
drink your fog, the acorn sunlight

donna kuhn 2006

I'm Ready to Go (collab with Amy Trussell)

VIXEN RAGS

the toads trembled in the primed boatyard
actual blubber vixen rags were electrical
pray that the moment investigates

the wall opens

each one is a symphony
the artist draws in the dark
the dog education was balmily sad

the moon is with any moon
dark london becomes a mongoose

contaminated mongoose in the snow
goodbye starfish, youre cooked

he wants my dark beetle
buttercups and measles

the moon is your horseshoe

theodore was frozen
a symphony was frozen
tune the symphony

sweet baby girdle
my hill stirs but will not move
browbeaten ox blubber

nobodys airport is a cherry
old wrestler, opera triangles
giraffes on the sea

donna kuhn 2006

Sinking Eyes

STAN'S OPPORTUNITIES QUACKED

sad blondes dont go home
stan shampoos his lawnchair
get the hill, the mangled carpeting

the queen of densely lovefog girdle
agatha goes to work, the sunlight
is monopolized

iron the light which our moon could be
u are printing your acorns like a victory

pile your eye girdle
roll the mountain
the department is smoking

your shampoo bites its map
shakes the sun
your room is a raisin

raisin is a relief star
stans opportunities quacked

your eye orders acorn engines
the sea is a dune to no oven death, why
the department of blackbirds clings to something

your gargoyle is wide
u airbrush jesus

the eagles are chasing the sunsets again
direct your oh rain in the total sky

the eye is mysterious cabbage
your power girdle is in the way
obtain milk, order teeth

my mountain wants to see
my chance is blue
he's on a raft
the flatirons hurried

myrtle is the end of u
stewardess flowers werent watered
your oatmeal treasures something

an asteroid forgets to growl

a rag for the president in the acorn cage

sick moon, enough asteriod illness

donna kuhn 2006

Cow Duck Girl Was Upset (for Lena)

U DIDNT ASK

at first, dear heart, i am in the west
the moon is a parasite
sand your horse my way

natural wiggly worm sex
im an old piece of head aching
like an eskimos footprint
speaks to a dog

im a bible beater
i wont hate u at your station
papering their skunks and run it to the moon

u didnt ask if im working on the surpluses
cry underwater, the man with sweet adhesive village
going off to human needlewoman

the blackbirds in my voices, warn his rags
one more guitar face u royalize
im not your trendiness

whack the plough
caveman with wedlock skunks
are sweet in the slang of mind

the moon is an illegal napkin
it already holds the west
im still an online dog

little hop and squint, im a baby doornail
the bands and the dudes are dead

your neck haystack serves beautiful for the reality man plays golf
fabric screwdrivers of flirt baby grimace

anything is illegal
your new brain, the selection kite
bulgarian leaf
the tar bird said that

my convertible dances in boiling snow
it works my 900 building
im already anything subdued

they say fire
the tree was a fool
she went for skin

like a stolen beach of blue opinion

im tired of holding the west for u

now we are at picnic tables
the skunks in the plough adhesive


donna kuhn 2006

Spiderman Comes to Life

THE FENCES ARE COLD

for the mother with the thing, silk that is entirely outside
the method that is scattered to a square

youre the ploy that stopped the ice-skating of craniology
a piner of the stan appetite, to have been empty

with the toothpaste of the belt under the possibility
a ploy of the turtle of love, that is how u smoke the thing

that is a comic strip, whack the battle boring
youre my whale, the electron of the week

the sound that gives soccer, all the while under the goosebumps
in order to cause vigilance that bubbles and the belt of the mountain

the silk of the foot, toothpaste in paste and the charleston thing
that is small, the small flag that respects theodore

u are the snotty, that it will crack outside, like this and its mine
she is the dud until the season is stimulating it

it exists up to now, the small ow, the green of the onion
will be wide, the green onion in which hush

the belt that it has monopolized


donna kuhn 2006

Some Guy Thinks

STAN IS MINE

justice birds melt the earthlings
your vixen mongoose in the beautiful money corridors

i write your packed phantom
stan sees the perforated toothpaste

because of my meat and my ghost
the earthlings are a unit of stan

in the brain of a curtains goodbye
youre the dance starfishes

xeroxed his chinese whale crowds
i know your aprons and your horse

tired of your nazi jellyfish
lawnchair gothic words of paperwork

loving your stupid clay words
silent raw interior of meatball

underwear ducks are fat in nazi teeth
blubber toads, paper ox

the earthlings went for bronchitis
and your tall pterodactyl

quacked his tooth full of sweet west
virgin arrives with toothpaste vixen

paragraph your xeroxed girdle dog
educational dreamer tooth

goodbye, love the monkeys
youre mine, spook and xeroxed problems

donna kuhn 2006

I Don't Lose Everything

U DIDNT ASK

at first, dear heart, i am in the west
the moon is a parasite
sand your horse my way

natural wiggly worm sex
im an old piece of head aching
like an eskimos footprint
speaks to a dog

im a bible beater
i wont hate u at your station
papering their skunks and run it to the moon

u didnt ask if im working on the surpluses
cry underwater, the man with sweet adhesive village
going off to human needlewoman

the blackbirds in my voices, warn his rags
one more guitar face u royalize
im not your trendiness

whack the plough
caveman with wedlock skunks
are sweet in the slang of mind

the moon is an illegal napkin
it already holds the west
im still an online dog

little hop and squint, im a baby doornail
the bands and the dudes are dead

your neck haystack serves beautiful for the reality man plays golf
fabric screwdrivers of flirt baby grimace

anything is illegal
your new brain, the selection kite
bulgarian leaf
the tar bird said that

my convertible dances in boiling snow
it works my 900 building
im already anything subdued

they say fire
the tree was a fool
she went for skin

like a stolen beach of blue opinion

im tired of holding the west for u

now we are at picnic tales
the skunks in the plough adhesive


donna kuhn

Dining

GET THE OCEAN TO PLUTO UP

stan, carp your inconsequential dinosaur
get the ocean to pluto up
donate your chin

your icelandic xeroxed fireproof gothic theory of the year
u have my parasite; go need your ability to be an angel

your brainstem donkey flirts with a switchblade
maori sank the apothecary, i ordered a botanist
speak it through your plow money

naomi's nuclear gunmen napkin swaying in dialysis
when youre jumpy and moot, your boiled dinosaur tries
the service staion; u hunt your raw mongoose corn
beaming beehive mistrust

angel ploughs your eyepiece,
get a birthday in your mountainous keel

fixate on your moorings
sinister indignation deteriorating
u in your whack womb

yo you cackle haphazardly
bondage therapist neckties
samaritan grimace bib

lacrosse was a breathless leftover
the formica was whirling and adhered to your napkin
im inside the money with light underflow

youre nuclear in ocean oncology
othello donates his downcast face
thirteen stale jellyfish

order a skyscraper and a mountain
thief, mistrust your gunmen
blurted seagull routine

donna kuhn 2005

Make all the Use of Me

CORPORATION AFTERIMAGE

im a regimen lying in my axel egghead license
ozark aims at the gulf, wit jabs in your yarn camp
void hymn, apparent woos, adherent mao diner

harpy corporation afterimage
loudest moon rows
blows koreas sleek bandying

be narcotic in your vote boxes
skew landlord frost signs
i see u pout, a jam tube alumnus

undress the plum homemaker
your car, my relaxation
pay for your stifle, yeah; interact

mama pukes stylishly and cowardly
mug tent just hops and squints
ditty crush aspires to molest a kite

bulgarian flight leaf
the tar says bye and nods
at the blurb poll

funk aches hogging the award
fuzzy yea jelly paralyzed
chum pluck weds dollars


donna kuhn 2006

She Lifts Herself Out

I'M DIGITAL

it upset your digital nostril, big glass cars of the sky grimaced
your nostril has horse defiance, your sand horse disappears

the ancient temple plays in the sand of the eyes of your hand
pressure your polo girl, pressure her on the beach

do u dream septemebers consultant
does anything with pollution?
anything subdued, they say
whats after a human decision
sarcasm for skunks

my aardvark is a recycled clump

the hour of crisis is the hour of u
your polo is u and the defiance is u
a sand horse for your necklace of golden toads

what a full face u have
a horse in a wheelchair
dont web the blue pimento

boticelli fire adhesives
gold sleeps in the wheelchair
of trendiness

childhood is fierce and black and sleeps in san francisco
with your caveman pressure, im pleased youre home
but dance recycled

fire fire, your crisis spins
say rice is the sky, vegan
dont hour woman me

clump skunk movie u
caveman digital eyes
blue beach of blue septmeber
september goes trendiness some

fake hand, fake september
i subdued the sun
dont within hour blue
political flower cars
a sky the big one
blond clump
happy neck

make do
skunk my alligator and exhale home
gate of eagle girl, whats cry
snow vegan nostril

happy toads all dream defiance

rain the aardvark forest
lack the fire dont
got the dont fluid

wheres your wedding eye
play with blue curtains
sleep, youre digital

dont, almost in fire
fierce necklace be a branch
web one baby grimace
for what boiling snow

donna kuhn 2006

Edit Her (Altered Book)

VERY BECAUSE

the regions of the moon are very because
they sail in the pig that does not fall
moon silica for such confusion

more thoughtless paper
gulls of the sea

the glass of the decree
stop falling backwards

your inflamed month
the lyric is a firm body
your internal song maize

feel the war drop
u exaggerate and ignore
the glass girls

excess around the moon

rent the desert
i am a product
that whispers in a book

clouds of the putrid desert

the baby sleeps outside you
ignore the baby
lead by the word

sail for the head inside your faith
the clouds lyrically, the long
boulevard of the book belongs to it

a bird is being a public relations load
it does not belong to one
this vapor who opens the bird

the main thing is to arrive
those the war first holds
too much very much

god of darkness
the bird is inside

u are inside the book it opens
a useless heart is capable
of rinsing the moon

it starts the war insignificantly
u want the book too much

sleep in the fire u belong inside

a glass apology takes months
arrest the useless heat
desert in this

donna kuhn 2006

Someone Else

I WOULD HOLD THE SUN


really, she cant understand u
dont ruin gretel, the cats, the red horses

i cant find the view stripped of your never face
would endure the capsizing sun

a nazi likes to capsize when she's done
anywhere your guitar screamed out

with the higher blossoms
hide the bitter movement of your cats

red horses in somebodys skin
your guitar looks hesitant

hear that healthy chick stuff
hum the crumbs u polarized

u say slide it, gretel; hold the bars on her
paws of the sun growl red snow with something

with meat simmering a dot of romanitc purchases
coma guitar paws hit the chinese goose spit

i wont find the moon march congeals
somebody u taste like, nazi, cats in the face

more planet, step 'em down and down
are u able to deal with that?

anti chick stuff in your face toy
move on, horses do not make their glances heard

are u able, otherwise, do u hear that?
say its never done, your cloud wont blossom

make snow leaves, be your paws, dry daddy
leaving something i would hold

donna kuhn 2006