Jesse goes into the water
backwards,
but comes down slow.

Mike stands a man
with goldfish in his hand.
 “mmm good, you want some?”

Jill goes up the hill and falls 
 down. inside out. forgetting the one thing 
 she told her mother would never be lost. (at all costs)
  The jackfruit.
As she sat there trying to learn about 
 the rhythms of the universe and the secret of the fruit 
 she mistakenly sliced a good (or not so good for jill)
 portion of her inner palm.

to find out if you are like Jill just ask yourself what your 
 father used to do when you were crying, It’s not that strange really
  to think – about – when you die is done and disembodied voices
  ask about your pee.  Don’t be ashamed to go about your 
business when asked “Why do you do this to me every single time?”
   Sitting under a large raincloud of death.
   They were pros.

Jill awoke from a daze of all the days she had once forgotten, in
  a stark remembrance of me.  She decided to get a band-aid for her 
     soul.

But how can this be answered when it isn’t one of my buttons?

     1/2 of this stuff is funny
      and the other 1/4 is nil
     still

       underneath all of the 
          flaps,
         trees get me going.