1.

in a trance
i am suited green
for a cabbage garden
i have my blue bowl
to back me up
see there is a
table
for more than one
i can testify to that
serious state
an inventory surplus
                          of geeks
but i am fed
up and adam i
want to say
that i am
ready
to change
stations
i am ready
to switch voices
with the oracle
orange master with
forks for arms
bees for eyes
i'll trade you bees
for eyes and ears
circumscribing
place
to withstand my
age
i feel it
suddenly break a window
pop a pillow
my piles of papers
find a new
                      life
i never could keep up with them


2.

life is weird so weird it's weird
and i most contrary in the
grass the roof in the mud
outrage decide the length of
multiple technologies
to find me out
i see loads of mud and ignore do i
see what i want or is it
bridges and glacial ice i see my
face in back of the train on
a trip to the boat i am familiar
with alphabet but
haven't learned skateboard
or mower that grass riding
mower
i mow with my eyes
i cannot explain
i am i am
on a very train
to the desert
in the heat i move
my hands to keep
bad thoughts away
i am i am holding on
to mud and i take
a long
time
to keep open my
mind to your
microwave
it has gestures i see it a
while once more than enough
and i find myself
responding simultaneous
to my departure my
subversive enunciation that
i am not in the right room
interesting enough i have bike
shorts on before i get in the
shower
i've had to stop myself
more than once with my
head
in the clock
i saw my eyes take shape
of the calligraphy
groped by the pen
and a candle
a candle always makes
its way in i see
dozens of eggs
broken on            the sculpture outside
and a dozen centipedes crawled
through the bedroom window carried away
two of its legs
isn't that strange
i think it
read at the seed of the thought before
the text was taken and rubbed
down
dried
pulled taught


4.

i have a fundamental responsibility
to visit graveyards and
instead i continue to use
mustard
in signing documents to seize
protected lifeguards
oh how i wish i had used
a multi-purpose cleaner on
those sea-shells by the sea
horse in my dream i
dreamt of scorpions
and how
fishermen
seek them in boats seek to
catch them
in boats
undisturbed cages careening
in clear water
i adopt a chalk
drawing broken
by cracks in the driveway
of mistakes
i owe them crackers
for their pains they have
many
pains i suppose
we all do


5.

this is for the scholastic
penguin party
your hair
around the tree, yellow
tying up our front
porch to the front
door.   to the
order in store
for every bird
who takes
on the embarrassing entity of shutting
down a map
the city
in case you don't care
in case
you didn't see it
there, i fell down
i crossed eyes
the phone book moved too fast
i lost my place
in War and Peace
what they say
gets mixed up in
all kinds of potential heads
and i still haven't
decided whether to let this thing
go this
contagious complacency
we castrated the pig
so long ago why
does it keep showing up
to father the mother of its second
removed first cousin in-law? like i
said my mind does
without a swing-set know
yellow from green
i haven't fainted
though i'm losing the feeling
in my left big toe
which is on my left foot
the only big toe i have on my
left foot
in case you were
thinking i had more than two
i tell you
sometimes i swallow my hair
at night and i dream i'm a bird
thing building
a nest for my head
my gigantic head
that's made a dead
one yellow number one
i take a look
and see you make
no seasonal job
look year-round
like you take no
road wholly around the heart
but straight
in and out again
a needle
but not really


7.

so when i come out
you will be there
by the fountain
that looks like
matches
i intertwine them
with gradations of
organization
around the wheel
therein lies grass
stick figures
intertwined
hips and heads
may your mind be active
it says but also
relaxed
curves in the road
you? eggs
remember
over and over
again the rotund
and have perfected
i place a stick of
by your side
you stuck your
fingers in it
i am bleaching my mind
widening my palms
i have almonds
too many
too often?
note dead leaves


11.

i stole a bunch
of grapes i guess
some sort of juicy jewel
i draped them around my neck
and walked down the streets
with my mom oh my
she wasn't happy with me
she said i'd get caught let me
wear them i'll save you
she put them around her neck
we took off with everyone else
they caught her
put a cage around her
that moved like a net
but she wanted to keep walking
so we did
with the cage on and everything


12.

some ethnic girl
with short hair and i
were in a kitchen and she
offered me taco leftovers
i said thanks but
i want a veggie burger
inside the fridge the spinach leaves
were folded like origami
in a little tin
an onion sat in there too
brown and soft
and tomato slices
the girl was making grilled
cheese sandwiches
i thought it looked weird
she acted like a wizard but
she wasn't
then i was the one cooking
and i thought i'd burned the
bread but i hadn't


13.

i was instructed by a man to get naked
it wasn't a dirty thing
i was an under-cover agent
he was giving me an assignment
in a house full of people like a party
there was one guy in particular
whose attention i had to get
i really don't know why
i just knew that i was having to overcome
some body issues in a short amount of time
in order to do my job
so i got naked
a scar from an incision
was visible at the top of one of my
breasts i felt
bad but i went ahead with things anyway
right when i saw this guy i was 'after'
i put on a tank top
and we talked
i saw this poisonous spider and he
demonstrated on a dummy spider how
i'd kill the real one when the time came


15.

this tall girl and i lived together
she wanted me to put down $75
on a shipment of avocadoes
i said no way i hate those things and she got mad
these girls with striped shirts one girl
had so many stripes on
they got all bunched up
and she looked like a hunch-back

More About Britta Kallevang:

so i wanna go surfing and have quit the jobs that don't do anything for me and my hands hurt and there's not much to say, really, that i haven't already. my name's britta i live in boulder colorado and that's about it.

You can email Britta at brittakallevang@hotmail.com.