Carrots, Spin, Fly Away, and other by A.P.M

I have a friend.
He is a boy.
And his name is Adilla Paramarta Menayang.
He likes to do spontaneous things.
And today, he made me some spontaneous poems.


..CARROTS..

Big breasted baboon
butts, bubbling
bouncily beyond barred
bubbles bent barefoot
bears.
And carrots.


..SPIN..

I calculate a puzzled science
turn around.
around and around
and around.
Tea. Boiled in a kettle
stirred around
around and around
and around.
And added sugar.


..FLY AWAY..

poetry in motion
turn to me
oh baskets of juniper
thou tooketh me to
jupiter


..I SEE A VIEW THAT MAY OR MAY NOT INTRIGUE YOU..

Cross a country.
Crooked crickets.
St. Guadalupe at our mercy.


..DESTINATION EVALUATION..

I ride a taxi, uptown, downtown
a rolla costa ride
Trippin, skippin, riding horseback by my side
The map, out destination,
Reasons sacrificed by determination
I pay my fare, I climb the stairs
And wait for an evaluation.


..MICHAEL..

Michael, and Maya, Michelle and Mary-Lou
Matilde, and Markus, Magdalena, Moritz too,
Masaki, Miyazaki, Morena and Monde,
Mbetu, Mbete, Melati and Meret.


..MAYA..

Maya, a whispered name,
a shadow, not after fame
a glory, that wont sink in shame
an eye, though red not in pain
And a spleen
entered Queen.
sleeping teen
on the mezanine
and collapse...
I'll wake up again
tomorrow