Eileen Myles
Free Food Now that I'm gone I want you to eat my sweater eat my socks eat my dress Now that I'm gone eat my wife eat my band eat this song and forget it forget my green socks forget my cucumber arms with pinholes forget my green crayon forget my wife forget my kid's big eyes when she was facing the audience after I was dead forget the baby camera beaming over courtney l's head my baby looking at your wet food in the bathtub my baby going to modellng school my baby feeling like modelling clay in somebody's hands baby my green poem I dont' care what you eat and when you die I don't care what restaurants play my song while people eat steak you know this is a menu from the past; I'm a sample man you can't protect me now not my sausage and not my greens not even the idea of me I would like flowers in the desert I would like a meteor shower I would like a salad on mars can you scream do you know there's no kind of temptation do you know what I want nothing's wrong nothing's wrong nothing's wrong
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