Testo Kangaroo

standing in a willowbranch under the sun
watching hydrogen particles come undone
skating in a world of frozen prospect
casting lines from a sunken ship deck
library cards, cards full of doubt
death star fibers and pockets are about
the love that's kept in and never let out
while kangaroos hijack stadiums full of trout.
a broad bouquet of love and light switches
christmas-time highway stitches
a lonely reflection in a swimming pool
pregnant nurses siphoning fuel

i don't know why i cannot subsist on being alone and withdrawn.
yip yip yip yip yip yip yip yip.

i love you.
you're in a bowl
you're full of protein and camera consoles
you're a combination of my eight favorite people
you are a dirtmechanics poverty steeple
you were born in a flaccid lake in your room i create three shapes
one is a sphere, one is a heart, one is a cloud (it will never fall apart).

(dance dance revolution, dance dance revolution...)