Michelle Ellsworth's Hamburger

DAM Untitled #4 (Birthday Suit) –
Michelle Ellsworth’s Hamburger 5/25/07


in the
simplicity of it
a hamburger
some tomatoes and no jazz

those stolid figures turn more stiff like a sharp
wind only blows through the gaps
and the cellulite air-brushed

she can look though windows
count calories
550
one meal in hapless

ordering the play color

black balls in
the square box

2ft deep little urchins and spit connect
to open wounds run skinning all along

gap time

taping together the pieces start to slip through
fingers don’t always hold on tight enough
like letters just stitched to retell the interior
it isn’t adequate this lang lung gauge or some
other smell that lingers in the sheets too many
extra pieces litter a dross filled alley to the other
part where she is stinging together the lights
make things brighter or more refulgent how do
you adhere that yesterday with the image in a
measure of phonics tripping Heidegger pulled
a straight line while Benjamin took entropy sliding
out of any resistance the reels fold into sentences
yanking chords and chopped verse for the dolls
to piece together like a Barbie closet with mix-n
match all the rules for discussion out of one, two
time picks the word picks the word gracious to
absorb slats that line up one by one in a phrase

from the book of mem 14.5

thought she could write & scribbled a diary hieroglyphics stomping
the yard so fast she tried to forget
mem lingered upon each syllableblondesyllable
shot each star as high as the eyebrows
peak to each stare and kiss i she played that part
so beautiful

guess i am 21 century now

all of this to just try and leave a comment for jamba
we'll see if i can remain consistent