Nomady

Bassnectar Breakfast Bacon

Eggs pan-fried to death. Where is
the qualm of thingness
fought in morning light?

All day we play together,
often a little hard
to bulwark our witting

trying to whale off nightmares 
with wanton harpoons
instead of waking up. Futility

reigns. This we could not fight.
This we could not reroute to save lives,
except next to one another. 
 

 
Nisi Matissi Koreatown, Los Angeles 2012.

Distracted, frozen like plastic 
my hands holding a bizarre atlas 

decipher tracks from radioactive pathways,

at half-mast a nasty reaction
before losing traction on the freeway

Get out of my way, got to get on way
this city’s invested in congestion.

I am bust in my chest beneath my dress,

heart and lungs need more resting 
so the rest can function,

I can feel it stinging sinuses
dirtier than Linus’ blanket, narrow

sideways earthquake sidewalks make way,

littered with the shoe-less and wit-less
wishing waiting weightless float away.

 

Love Fuzz

Fall right above me love me corrupt me
In my eyes i see your trying eyes
When I look in clear mirrors
Aura is no secret I glow
I rip my own heart out
So you can keep it

Don’t ever go.  

Encounter Act

Sip beers without fear
Got fun got big guns

Feel good about things 
Think hardly any tears

Only wet dreams 
Sip beneath seams

Grey film scenes
Lost angels smog skies

Feel half alive by surprise
Handpop fulla ping pong pills

Fill spaces left behind
Try decide weather knot’s fine

Too good live under hoods
Shine in shadows

Elaborate alleyways
Leftover before worlds

Nightmare cut loose 
Truths twirled

Hurl forward misfortune
Soon below moon

Inform me your glory
Exit extinct come some

Go live distinct
Enjoy feast of fools

Dog drool eating a
Child’s smile, don’t sulk

Create viable resources
Outsourced work forces nature

Sorry to change apertures 
Can’t see the picture’s diction

Try to speak I try
But break the split

I try I try I try
I try to eat a bit

Not sure it’s natural
nurture this shit trip 

Baby bird grapple wrap
Clear words without fear

Again I slip as I sip
As I sip I’m tripping

Bloody hands entranced
Drip drip dripping sins. 

Nisi Matissi
Los Angeles, 2012. 

Work

Fluorescent light beams 
drive lima beans

Bonkers bouncing off
digital lockers 

Stunt from a blunt
my crucible cubicle

Plain stains grey sustance 
doesn’t belong insincere

Not mine or just is 
drawn invisible lines

Spot her rotunda’s Sunday
loom ‘round loom weave,

Bereave not mine not here
feel it not very far

Socked and shoed
rocking forces slice ice

Derive a sentiment 
empty of question

Not of scars or bars
frequent signs line up to die

Side hurts hung out to dry
pouty stilts laugh because

He sounds saxaphonic
speaking, eating, driving cars.

Nisi Matissi
Los Angeles, 2012. 

Flash Back

Year 2000:

Middle school dance party,

“Let me see that thoooong”

No.

Sneak away
make out,

Smoke cigs 
playground swings.  

Nisi Matissi
Los Angeles, 2012.  

Build mines like rivers rushing,
trust in no matter if never it crushes.

Shells of dried spit, my mouth

Wants to stay but if played
things go south. I must prey

I say, Listen!

Believe me it’s not easy
building gilded horses,

Chess sets addressed to peasants

Rearrange guilt change minds
while mines collapse from
lack of resources.

Object threats

More corrupt than white
hanging spiders are.

Violent people

Are a woozy dry run, cheap
experiments in science class,

Relying on hostages lodged 
in sore throats like lozenges.

Seat them next to me please,
cracked dummies set free.

I convince them with lies
reversed, only because they
said it worse first.

Once fed, I learned survival
without the bible, fear and

Ignorance.

I shed like a seashell.

The skin I am in carried
away in wind just then,

Before clouds freeze loud
inside my mouth and eyelids

Like some take-breath shape-
shifting spirit or ghost.

Ssshhh!!! Be quiet!

Can you hear?
It needs a host.  

Nisi Matissi
Los Angeles, 2012.