“CLOUD SEEKING CLOUD
FOR RAINBOW GENOCIDE.
MUST BE ABLE TO SPEAK 4 SPECIES OF BIRD
INCLUDING SEAGULL, PIGEON, AND HAWK.
NO STRATO-NIMBUS MOOD SWINGERS PLEASE.
SHAPE SHIFTING AS A HOBBY IS A MUST.
BUT NO BUTTER MILK GOD COMPLEXES.
SHIFTING INTO SOMEONE’S DEAD CAT TO MAKE THEM CRY
IS NOT ORIGINAL.
I ENJOY CREATING PHALLIC RESTORATIONS,
TORNADO TEASING FARMERS,
AND STEALING SPOTLIGHT FROM ALL THINGS BLUE.
WILLING TO TRADE SKILLS;
AIRPLANE RATTLING
(A GOOD LAUGH WHEN SOMEONE PUKES)
FOR THE ART OF SUNSET MAKING.
(I CAN NEVER GET THOSE RAYS RIGHT)
MUST BE LONELIER THAN I AM.
ARE YOU WITH ME?
IF SO,
MEET ME ABOVE MOUNT EVEREST TONIGHT.
I’LL BE FLOATING NEXT TO
THE BIG, GLOWING, WHITE MAGNET
ON GOD’S BLACK FRIDGE.”
Amber Tamblyn
