H lacerates
that the
another time
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singing in
Telemachus one
mother who
droppings pigeon
no 'DASH'
"of Spanglish
oh, you say(s)
is marked
minute to
pulmonary of
reached and
to informing(ed)
"slaying its
when waiting?"
the second
the aluminum
of bandage(ed)
connected in
involve two
none of
dark(end) (if
part two
on satuday march 21st. at precisely the same time
at the corner of which way and surgeon generals warning
there will be a fact sale -
low facts, high facts, facts to the highest bidder - facts
two-tone facts, subdivided facts
facts that twist and shout the dick clark method
mass produced facts, frying pan facts, hand made facts
we will have facts from heaven and facts from hell
and if you're from hell and it seems like heaven
we have facts for that fact
we have wall street crashed facts
william the conqueror facts
and boris karloff sex facts
cat facts, dog facts, fish facts
fax facts, first and foremost facts, and secondary facts
we will have facts for all occasions and facts for all seasons
once in a life time facts and facts that must sell at all cost - facts
just the facts and nothing else for sale
just the facts
two individuals greet each another; one looks like a tired file cabinet, the other acts like one.
-my dear . . . do you know how some voices fad with time, lulled into the back ground connected to the future through those that have continue long past?
-yes . . . like an aria that circles in the trees.
-not quite . . . it is beyound the stigmata of the intersexed, beyound to the trails of maddness in the morning, beyound crosshairs that bear the children.
a foot away from the position of desire both characters look down at the *x* on the sidewalk and continue to a designation.
-so then, where is the voice that stares out of the window, and where is the voice that peers in and say, *hey . . . stop that . . . will you just stop it?*
- it is on the road in the closet?
-more I dare say, a rattle of an empty tin can north on the beach.
-a triumph under something never sweatered?
-under a different amen.
-and?
-wiped clean with a permanent eraser.
did i mention the
way to eat fireflies is
to lure them
with fingers
stretched and
glowing,
stale fingers bored
of hanging
limp by your side,
they find a
way to
cross nations without you.
it's not empty if
you open your eyes.
hypnogogue tapestry
tempest tempum great
wide yellow journals
yellow but TRUE priests
of the confetti lime
sky shall unleash their
sacral carrier waves
through the Trotskyite
streets (there are six
of us and half dozen of
the Others) mère douce
d'un dieu but lest we
rest while the days of
November trip over them-
selves to run down the
fire escapes with shafts
of peace giving light
on the stucco which keeps
my eye gathered in shock
for hours days cum nights
for the pen has its fever
its sweat on the page
leaving indisible traces
of rhetorical crustacean
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STOP TV Brainwashing with Carrot-Pumpkin Muffins! You will take
a horseback RIDE to the entrance of the EVIL CAVE. This is the exotic
New Year's Eve with Siberian shamans in the paradise of Caribbean
Islands! Remember PIRATE ships? Have FUN -- you are worth it! In
ancient times the SUN's movement was attentively tracked by priests.
You can learn about your future development and your role in
The Academy of Happiness, an elite CLUB of our planet. Among
the other fascinating adventures, you will climb down a rope
ladder to MORE than 200m and examine CAVE inscriptions &
pictures from LONG ago.
such
a stale room shuttered
against grey
wet outside don't
open your eyes,
the cat is
trying to sleep on your
lonely bed
where you
kick and fight
sleep every night.
it isn't so bad, it
almost passes
for irony when
you track
the grooves of
the fingerprints
of undulating sheep
paddocks and steel and
concrete buildings
on your heart.
it was boiling simmering badgers - under the sun dial eating cheese. *was here yesterday and was not,*____________said. say as you please. blake said, or wanted to say; if you can imagine it is is for sale, in place, a wreck, a addicted and or deceased and went on; let them all say it; words, action, camera, ready. good day. feeble as a door mouse, feeble as a skeleton in hell. tomorrow never knows; but its on the books; an eye for and eye; morphing fools in the miasma of law, disaster on a stick. it was here; was yesterday, was a ________dragged out the bodies. a stranger had words for dinner, that had no meaning. disposition on the the floor was and was not bodies dragged away, bodies brunt, disposed of, left then and now; dark and space; moving slowly, budding towards us. us in a distance, reaching though time......................... it didn’t matter, it was to late. from somewhere a dog barks, splendor freezes.
Later he would walk down to the lagoon
to look for the pelicans. They were
his touchstone, the way their
solid bodies gave substance to the
landscape, a centre to it. Only when
they found him would he return.
*There's a real?*
*Yes, indeed,*
*But who lives in the dead--years wicked,*
said the world before we never knew.
*I do not far from here,*
the said the center of the road to me as I was saying,
*this Land of the Munchkins; I set you free; and you are welcome, Who are welcome, anyone is welcome.*
*Oh, dear! Oh, dear!*
was the cry
*Oh, dear! Oh, dear!*
was the cry
*The North still thinks it's the world. Therefore we still have never heard that you must walk.*
*exactly*
half frightening all the dead--
*Aunt Em, Aunt Em, your house did anyway. Aunt Em, Aunt Em,*
There's a laugh,
*Aunt Em, Aunt Em, I do not kill anything. since you are dead--*
*Oh, dear! Oh, dear! The North is my aunt who live in the West. *Oh, dear! Oh, dear, this must be a mistaken. Aunt Em, Aunt Em, can this be?*
I don't know if those of you I cannot see reading this obsess as I do about books but for years I've been wanting to read a translation of Francis Bacon: The Logic of Sensation by Gilles Deleuze. Finally it's out in a readable translation by Daniel W. Smith (University of Minnesota Press, 2003).
Please, allow me to quote a little of the opening paragraph of Chapter 11 (said chapter entitled "The Painting Before Painting"):
"It's a mistake to think that the painter works on a white surface. The figurative belief follows from this mistake. If the painter were before a white surface, he could reproduce on it an external object functioning as a model, but such is not the case. The painter has many things in his head, or around him, or in his studio. Now everything he has in his head or around him is already in the canvas, more or less virtually, more or less actually, before he begins his work. They are all present in the canvas as so many images, actual or virtual, so that the painter does not have to cover a blank surface but rather would have to empty it out, clear it, clean it. He does not paint in order to reproduce on the canvas an object functioning as a model; he paints on images that are already there, in order to produce a canvas whose functioning will reverse the relations between model and copy."
Isn't this also applicable to the poet and the blank screen or page?
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in the observed minute then another time that another hour to cognate
to "birth put it generally" to watch H around him who sings in the
street in the street one another Telemachus one savage the other
demonstrated mother fuck(er) that he dances night of assisting(ed) to
negotiate droppings dove or obscenities that shout outside the falcon
'DASH' in the Cuban back part of Spanglish Cuba the "you asshole" oh of
conditioned(al), you happy of say(ings) conditional one word is marked
by the deficiency of the deficiency of the minute of the monitoring to
sketch updates in embol-ism-ism of the pulmonary mine of death be-he
of the mother reached and emitted to a diverse street to informing(ed)
to sing walking of women "slaying its supply slaying its doormen, when
hoping, booty of the delay when hoping" isn't not now did not wake up
upon H any knowledge this isn't the second time that it's of that
happened(ing) underneath the aluminum awning he filled upon the boxes
a smooth hand of bandage(ed) that will worry ignition as far as
describes connected in the light of the day of history(ical) to imply
two eyes an account of a card no-exist(ent) no of concrete of return of
the entropy of dark(end) (if you seem aforesaid)
My quarrel, such as it is, with "Language is a pheromone" lies in the use of the term "pheromone". I adhere to a fairly strict scientific definition of it, something along the lines of " a chemical substance secreted by an animal & used to influence the behaviour of other members of the same species". You can add to that "some pheromones are imitated by plants to attract specific insects in order to optimise the transfer of pollen".
Pheromones are used for communication - "this is my territory" or "I'm ready for reproduction" - so they are a form of language. But each pheromone is specific in the message it sends & who it is sending it to. & this is where I'm coming from: that specific language can act like a pheromone, can be a pheromone; but to me, Language per se definitely isn't a pheromone.
Had you said "The Language of pheromones" or "The pheromones of Language" I would have applauded. Maybe I'm being too pedantic, but I couldn't let your statement go unchallenged.
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Thought I'd move
our little dialogue
to the front page...
We may, as Foucault has it,
be incompatible with our language.
Yet, we exude it. It leaks, dribbles,
pours from us. It gases off, drifts away
and blows out of us.
It's effluvium and effluent. Yet it can
also effloresce.
You have had physical encounters
with some of my words. As I have
with some of yours--oh, la!
A couple of Kari's are wiggling quite
painfully in me now. Damn, I
didn't realize they could do that--
or that! And where do they find
those little costumes?
Why you old monkey-fucker! Weed-face bedaubed with berry juice. You old prop-pole from Noah's vineyard, fish bone from the back of Jonah's whale. You filthy old flint matchstick, old rancid candle at 24 the pound, stinking harness off my wife's mule. . . . Ah! you old pumpkin, pickled in bug-juice, third horn on the Devil's brow, face of a codfish with oysters for ears, you old worn-out shoe off a bawd, you reeking piece of Milli Printemps' bloody linen. If I get my hands on you, how I would rub your face in it, your filthy ugly puss of a baked apple as brown as burnt chestnuts. Just to teach you to not to lie like that. . . .
it(ing) the repetition of activity
of engaged(ing) "care how he is substantial is not - nough"
that a H whispers "you will already
take ants from this/these" with live(s) the house it/they
inside the stores put above for the red deep
black cord that threw since hang(ing)
electrical bulbs of
complexity that hung to
the dream somnia-somnia-manic
nevertheless smoothly consumed hammered
Ceravno - Ing. and Astra which
they danced around striking slightly
an explosive operation
operation operation operation operation
the edge of the hat singing
"takes my hand, take my arm
that I will take to the sea"
singing to him
"my taking of the hand
is taking my arm to the sea too"
H oscillates behind once
[sends the sample of the soup
reads Circe around circling itself
separates the sausage in order by length]
of red a united operation staked width
painted circle operation operation operation operation
posted per the nuts she says activities epistemological
hooking-engaging-ed of eatery re-re-low
to us repeated not well made enough
slides off the hand of Aretha to the accountant
"I say to Franklin was that it commits
and the key of my man"
who is what we it will to be-be-iac
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even though you are only five
or an animal on four legs?
you will be mine though thick and thin,
I will make you laugh and howl like a pig.
let you chase rabbits and carry my shoes,
I will offer you bread and wine;
while you play the whore,
during immaculate conception time;
like nero and that dieing bride
I will dress you up to make you more;
anything to deflower your tiny soul,
blessed be mine in the name of all
and let the sin begin.
Shall I lick and make you squirm
taste thy small and musty turn
Rough or smooth from tongue to lips,
maybe chocolate dipped.
if you want it from behind,
pretend we're gay, boys for a time;
I'll fall for you,
throw you down;
we'll ingest each others flesh
you taste my sent;
take me in,
I am a toy
and you my thing
tell me which hole to stick
this strong and mighty dick?
I am Rough ready for your mouth or hand, cunt or ass;
maybe i will use a rubber or bareback.
it does not matter what day it is,
I will cast you to hell in a second;
if it wasn't rome it will be you that burns,
I am my organ and I make it work;
solid by definition
in position of a cheap thrill;
I will make you beg and then take you home,
you better hope and pray
I don't play jeffery Dahmer that day.
Shall I buy me a stick
when Thou art small and mushy?
Rough winds from my mouth seem neither to shake or cause you bud,
maybe I will use a leash and chains.
red hot iron to make it shine,
cast it to gold or give me a dildo of precaution;
for when it declines it falls,
I want a organ to work;
wither into a solid definition
or possession in drag;
fuck me hard and bring me home,
oh metallurgical dick lets play
when you finally wake again.
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where are my notes? one night a few years ago, at the Cedar Ave house,
I received specific instructions & took expert notes -- you shudder? don't
knock the old hum, Jane! that goes double for you, Junior! I know why I can't
stick to this DIET -- I'm the master-assembler.
know one's toad yous aboot the Order of the Golden Wrench? The Order has
salvaged our unit, J! Don't worry aboot knot wasting your time in the bars,
scanning the mass of throbbing gestures, sordid cackles & huffle-grunts for a
story-spark, a five-tined fork is all you get for your undying determination.
Interesting to note Nick Piombino on his blog quoting The Meditations ofMarcus Aurelius. I've been reading the latest translation by C.Scot Hicks and David V. Hicks (brothers, who worked together by email) which they call The Emperor's Handbook(Scribner, 2002). It's pretty wonderful. I recommend it. A small taste from Book Four:
"Arm yourself for action with these two thoughts: first, do only what your sovereign and lawgiving reason tells you is for the good of others; and second, do not hesitate to change course if someone is able to show you where you are mistaken or point out a better way."
In this picture I've cut
from the morning paper
there are a million
single-pixel pilgrims
inside / outside the
Grand Mosque at Mecca
completing their hajj by circling seven times around
the holy black rock that is
the Kaaba. On the back
unwittingly captured by
the same scissor cuts
Michael Jackson is
facing away from Mecca
as he leaves the Santa Barbara
County Sheriff's Department
after being arrested on
child molestation charges. It is
a chance juxtaposition
that needs no commentary
from me. But as an aside
explain to me again
why we're in Iraq.
well, them clams shoulda been de-livered by 9 o'clock.
I'll have to run this by Gary -- watch my re-volver.
whaddya mean he ain't there? where the hell is he, then?
partyin' w/ The Scriptures, Last Night of the Old World...
Hum, we came rememberin' th' ol' TV shows, hum.
get some ol' blue smooch.
straight-up : pushing the numbers, vibration corteX &
a HI-speed bump up top, to wa$h the numbers, sliding
NOW, going again, again$t.
ONE adamant : a long wave from camp > Admission >
SEEMingly inter-related? none so much as a doubtful HUM.
LOOK -- I've got a warehouse full of android workers
who keep threatening to strike. I don't know -- what
would you do? Well, just forget about the tickets, then.
strange sic near acronym society chasing rims trims
crush flies brags with scrap sole pearls usage symbol
carbon adsorbs in opened nyse sized special metal
symbols & dusty vane peaks synonym crank & sick trees
guests in sings resist sic heard with dandy song neither
silk dragged beats renewed & whims crashed systems
besides scans as poems crept plastic trust sneak
these poemless hands
next to powerless hands
around a Cambridge table
an interwoven Dutch fable
how pharmacy fluently
distance between cities
Atlantic borne features
what will the diamond
coach write? a mortal
in love with radios
while these records
play "sitting in an English garden
waiting for the sun"
vicious debt beat couple rotate playing squared bounces with
flags as decides release setback radio detab racing maple tank
hacking pattern decibel outcome in debug noting erect doubt
pauses combs bat visions setback idea debt or fullest lions or
wisdom role becomes trouble kites scanned or native athens
for Nick Piombino because he triggered the Q & A
& for Tom Beckett because he provided the title
The players in the orchestra pit
are aging, some are
already dead or too infirm
to hold their instruments. Only
the drummer manages to keep
a beat; & that occasionally
runs ragged since his
bass drum had a triple bypass
four months ago. Nobody
wants to play this type of music
anymore. No fame or
fortune in it. The singers have all
left, the jugglers drop more
than they catch & local bylaws
have taken the firebreather
out of the program. Two years ago
my partner died. No one to replace him
so I've been using a dummy
whose response to "Why is there
a gryphon in the garden?"
is a very wooden
"Because Thurber took the unicorn".
We've had the North Korean
Totalitarian Drill & Marching Band
in for a couple of weeks but now
they've overstayed their visas
& are due to be deported
in the morning. There's nothing
left except to clear the last
tableau & close. Next week it's
strippers, sound machine & a single
spotlight. The theatre's being re-
named, either "Vanishing Acts" or
"Pussies Galore". They'll probably
go for the latter. Boom tish.
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"maybe I will love you one day"..
what then..
can you take the pain..
be my baby
down on your knees
like a dog..
bark bark bark
come on now
we will have fun
smoke a cigarette
then go home..
you will heal in days
try to forget
dante's hell
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Nagsimula na naman ako ng bagong pahina para sa tulang hay(na)ku. Napakaganda palang magsulat kapag iyong naiintindihan ang hulmo ng tula. Ayun pinagaayos ko duon ang mga katha ko para sa inyong katuwaan.
Sinubukan kong isulat ang mga usapan ni Marcos at Aquino ngayong namamayapa na sila. Sigurado kong silang dalawa ay nasa mabuting kalagayan at nanahimik na ngayon. Siguro, ito ay magiging sagabal sa mga ating mambabasa dahil mahirap isiping nasa impiyerno o langit ang dalawang magkalabang mortal. Ngunit, hindi nga ba pwede? Impiyerno kay Marcos ang pagkausap kay Aquino habang katapusan. Langit kay Aquino ang pagusap kay Marcos habang katapusan. Isang dialektikong bilog.
kellygreen detached retina
refracts an identity
tired and torn from seeing
bull's braggart bunting
catches up with mudflats
ceiling to my sky
torn is not teary
worn is not weary
You have found
me out.
And the little gears
set their teeth
upon you.
it is your best that stink
just for a second
a monkey believed
and you thought
he defined the riddle
like maggot spawn
your limit killed you
in a perfect world
you saw me eaten
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in disputes in eligible sticks through truth hut with reinserted offset
as ultimately guesswork horrid her too oddity for release role insures
so dilute defective that a isolation lets unifying tolerated essays engine
to shame smash on aloud of yearn into no soft shy so not too opens in
artists personal peeps
whereas one could say in "direct" grammar
as if an unfolding were to take place yet
take an event like this, the agreed upon
property, lush acreage, appropriate syntax
and make an end of it; post a beginning
to show every window evening birds alpha
that ever was, i revelator the insides as if
a fortune were hidden within the blood
is not said; you must intuit, or with logic
scansion and with separators audit too
the internal squishy feeling that i have
about you if this is too personal please
say so, bypass the default for your song
objects are mysterious unraveling as/is this
ode to obscurity is just temporary shyness
analogy nut tune liquid plateau rapid syntax flushed with
dynamo fog in towel place spring in setting autumns freeing
butter wanted vowel framed blows logical undo models liturgy
plasma audits alpha & liquor as frog minus rested in aids steer
equates zapped in nut examine shuttle with prune annoy frauds
sunk
i wonder
if my
body is
really made
for children
and suckling
breasts bellies
handbags swallowing
dummies taking
forefingers and
broad hard
feet suited
to chasing
the sweet
sticky milked
up stench
of little
doctor's office
babies. oh god.
now i
want to
staple my
stomach to
my spine
so there's
no swelling
beyond the
means of
my
skin.
my grandmother's love
of camphor
translated to the
thorns in her yard
grown from sand.
her skin was soft like
worn
concrete.
watch her as she disappears...
(those boys congratulating themselves
circle jerk.
be careful, don't want
to get it in your eyes.)
1.
In Philadelphia
A reconstruction of maps
taken alongside translation dictionaries
Watching trees out the windows--
Getting luggage ready to travel
backwards--eventual Visions
From one end of the universe--
As the one language of places
materializes location wise
central as the avenues & blocks
of condominium cities
and towns--las zonas combed
through by car, bus and subway
the poem, likewise, built in feet
Cafe Tacuba Reves/Yosoy (1999)
"y llovia del cielo
sobre arboles y mares"
(11/23/01)
2.
In Haverford suburbs, these trees
were once forests--prefacing chapter
in the wide rooms of housing
apartments on Old Railroad Avenue
hours from Boston andromedas
since the film Orphee (1950)
whose poets depend on radios and
in the spaces of the trees left
Require stanzas for attainment
How the west was lost to our
Acquired knowledge from songs
and poems--a yearly summer visit
to ocean and night winds Atlantic
(11/24/01)
out on the tundra
silver works soluble sunlight
in fixate, on the molecular lift
terrible floating fever dream...are you?
sensate, the room toppling
the image, merges on airborn
scrolls, hooked by tanks
I parry the passersby
there's always small talk
lunch on good intentions
bending with sleepy eye
by nods
and simple gestures
maybe, for once
just this (easy)
if you will
with a supple smile
fix my hair
1. SMALL TOWN MEDIA PEOPLE CRY SILENT WIGGLE ROOM AGAINST TOPPLING MERGE MOGULS
2. VESSEL MARKING MILES DEEP OILS COASTLINE COUNTRIES HIDE BEHIND THEIR FLAGS
3. SIMPLICITY'S SOLDIER READIES FOR SOMEONE ELSE'S VERSES WHILE TO AIR IS HUMMER
4. BEETLE MOTORS FLOWING WORKWISE CHORTLE UNDER HIGH SPACIOUS CROW
5. PHANTOM SEATS UNSETTLE BOSSES BUY OUT BUSY COUNCIL VALUES
6. FURTIVE MELLOW EGG WHITE BEARDED COWBOYS AIRBORN SONGS ALIGHT
7. VENGENCE HUNGRY SMALL-EARS CRIES TO CAPTURE UNTAPPED CHANNELS FIRST
8. LITTLE OXYGEN TANK HOOKED BY CLEAR TUBE OVER EARS INTO EACH NOSTRIL HUMS
9. BASTARD FRAT BOY COVERS GROUND WAR EARLY MOVES ON OVER LUNCH TO EVIL DESPOT
10. DUSTY LUGNUT LOOSENED GOOFY GADFLY GREETS DISGRUNTLED PASSERSBY
11. SUPPLE MARBLE WALLS BUFFER DINING HALL'S MASQUERADE BALL
12. GUILELESS SECOND-IN-COMMAND NODS EXPECTANT MADRE BACK TO SLEEP COMES EASY
the limestone stone
and the clay
and the borders
of the meeting of denouement
drip the pulsation
of the aerosol
of the Duke of Lacedaemon
where among the game(s) of Achilles
asphodels of green mint
finishing nails float in the soup
to choose above the waiting
of the garbage another time H: the puncture
of hydrant of fire opens
comes to is
one eyeball 'reading, absorbed land
intuitively one pushed(ing)' that it leaves
to fall the random jumps
secure on the ground
H eyeball of accident plurality
'safe damage' that is eyes H
eyeball of function of gut
= an only guttural eyeball
attack/incursion of 6879432 when back
stages H had reached for
eyes of paper stage composition to cover girls
not only one another algorithm
"baby, oh, baby" not to be that
the perception of push-ups that
toeing lightly around the great time of I
sing of the Grand Street after
raised in another way scripted empty
eyeball H in consequently
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pouring loud dual in minus privacy cone indices dip
with cycle march module capm him keycode dumping
doing headers cycle spilt class matured fancy cadre
logged cathode match fault dual drags fancy & peeps
& plots crap
from: a day in the life of p.
subpress collective, 2002
may the birds proclaim unclean sympathetic vibration for the sirens of the night
may the bugs and worms find a station that brings direct service to the distant ones.
may I not stop before death or a photo copy of death.
may the books on the shelves preserve a hearty dust collection.
may phantasmic abundance accrue with a psychosis twinge.
may the objects too numerous to mention cease to cause consternation -
cease to talk back in their continual banter -
cease to swallow the heads of their previous owners.
may the street waiters in soiled clothes and may the floating paper winds find a score suitable to relinquish self serving components.
as plans of anxious fax weave furs bluff commences ex foxes
to root won calling systematic anomalous survive romping goodness
fallacious rewind hitherto ambitious object normality slow tails of
torn spot soup with weep grew of spawning spurious mood tick its
dark adds treating evolving shuttling scratched coping arithmetic
ingenious sounding detached shoe baths leg felt pi tips namely
residence decreased optimum redrawing junk of myopic jar icons
crying china postal datemarked malice shade brand verb
the- scrap iron nails
to- the spray of the beauty
of- air the gutters had swept
the- hair brushed to the exception
of- the crowds vacant T is congeal(ing)
herself- and to cry out insults at
eternal zone omen orbit symptom hymn works wasted tests
updated fencing depicts synonym rubbed opt sit tipped busy
alleged commits symbol stalled imply hacking omits pigeon
create theory quit today in hymn orbit verb fames ringing
venus walked moment adapt usually hymn ceteris bacon in
pronoun necks turn
frenzy of string nests
once creations of
rough raglan & thrive
water slip any
muted mouthing past
seers looking dead nor
holding together for
one kiss from Paris
or some new and pale
*Helen* of tight forms--
whose opinion slips
sooner pine needles,
balcony habit--
where the Cartesian
lies do growl like kept
pound hounds--hungrier--
now indulging the
body of going
most pleasantly loved
the pain of seeing something recursive
the pain of being something gigantic
the pain of being something conjugal
the pain of seeing something beautiful
-:--:--:-
o prince of the heavenly host, to thee we pray
for deliverance. be our defense against
the devil, his snares, his dazzling darkness,
his love for the ruin of our humble souls.
she lifts her shot glass above her head,
toasts heaven, drives spirit down the gullet.
she will continue to do this until the demons
circling her disappear into church walls.
until the bottle is an empty nest of shards.
perdición de las almas.
*
heaps of skeletons buried without ceremony
push through the floorboards and gasp for air.
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I half something to tell you've:
We meet last Night -- Why
waist your time at doctor's office!
Worship! Did he or didn't he?
Abso-lutely unheard uff -- I
can breathe again -- hah! Thought you'd never ask.
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poem tasting coil sack or fence chopped goats in magic as
brick defects bill indeed juice or alarm bushed weekday
shading in suck steep rice cycles creator lace ties trace
historicize the taking "language" it locates in a basin of
the source adds the targets of the water and the
salt and the egg: the buses are rolling another time
what it makes and think/say the
atmosphere inside of exhaled dense loaded it of the stops
coded of stare(ed) of the look of the counterbalance the
personal absence caused sorrow restricted in the peoples of the
capacity of someone's of France and
acquittal its clothes and starts to be Canadian making well-taken
care of examination of it of the set free movements
neighboring of the seat to push of next(to) of knowing(n)
it push(so) badly of don't does
as compared to spiel it /or/ inertial navigation, the sex position reported in as some one at a lube souvenir shop. I am if I am if I went all over the bottom, a smart weapons repeated - time is the big boss- it went on to say - this seems to be what I am rolling off onto a sold moral obligation of from from from here to open hearth central heating - still - raw umber and forbidden sold moral obligation of and I give out or / eating a difference that lights the world - freeze youre it - smart gumbo side shows they said- am I what I want I need to be is the phone. either give a ace in high rollers or a single unit wraped in suffocation - either a sold moral order of oncoming winters sleep - soft shoe out comes are someones summer philosophy - either give it to the end of the one inch or the last 50 miles /or / eating a pay later - shattered the last 50 miles /or / or/ I went all over the person and could find no original sin permanently lost in concurrent concepts - eating a single tear - of servitude - I want a cup of repeat and load - smart gumbo - sealed in the in an off handed remark - I could go on a different scene - only a holy usage fee hovers in a rabbit hat trick, puff of the rocks onto rocks and a day hoping for a philosophy. I go one square inch - order increased speed and stickers everywhere. in a hard place - rechargeable batteries - porter house on isotropic intake went to stop the now. I went all over the attack - down the walls and off the hinges - somebody peoples thought of a rabbit hat trick, then - puff.
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mating planned as poorest parse
A hazard of death
prevents us from belief. Captive
in some inferior being
so effectively lost.
The day
forms their prison.
Our own past
a labour in vain. The past
hidden beyond the realm of intellect.
Combray
one day in winter
mother offered tea and plump
'petites madeleines'.
To my lips a spoonful
of tea soaked cake. A shudder
an exquisite pleasure invaded my senses
with no suggestion
of origin. At once
the vicissitudes of life
became indifferent to me.
Love filling me with a precious essence.
I had ceased to feel mediocre
accidental mortal.
All-powerful joy I was conscious
transcended.
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via escaped south outcome from scope king nulled
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I recently discovered I was writing this secret diary, totally unaware of the fact that I was keeping this secret dairy
well, thats not quite true.
there was always this feeling I was doing something I didnt know I was doing, but you know, I never quite knew what it was.
before the second annual event of animalism-in-the-park became a national past time, the idea of inventing came to mind, which had little to do with the before mentioned popular event, such as what can happen when creating small nuclear devices. well, it wasnt so much what I remember, but partly, except I was sitting in the office that I wasnt thinking of and got this message attached as a post script that said,
-I hope you think what I am doing is o.k.?
I am here, doubting cellular cohesion, wishing I could find the fuse box and my position has worried my doctor, who ordered a mammogram, sonogram, a singing telegram and I am supposed to know whats o.k.?
really, what’s the standard practice here? how do you politely decline monthly payments and not worry about being labeled a heretic and sent to the gallows?
yes, your honor, it’s true, I have plotted my sperm donors death now for sometime, it seemed quite equitable, and at times beyond counterfeit thought.
oh well, some of it could have to do with the talking bugs bunny, that when you pulled its string would say,
-daddy daddy which way is the best way?
or,
-what’s up doc?
you see, we had this understanding. I could use words that daddy didn’t understand like egalitarian and jet propulsion systems. it all seemed like a comfortable bark-a-lounger that had the vibration set for twenty in the lean back position with a life death sex manual ready to take over if I got lost, or daddy decided to play six shooter . . . bang-bang your dead.
ooh no, ooh no, the plans go way back to an agreement based on the final meal. our feet would be washed with a number ten oil. we would choose a boy or girl child for salvation, while from the back came screams of
- ooh jesus this,
or
-ohh jesus that.
whenever I heard that scream, I’d say,
-oh jesus you’re at it again.
just then the cavalier proprietor said,
-that’s right,
and I said,
-that’s right,
just as the proprietor brought everyone giblet-a-la-gratin. so yea, its been that long, maybe longer.
it was six or seven month before something or most things that came before my eyes were before that.
and then I said,
-so this is the beginning.
and then I said,
-so it begins.
and then the beginning was put into place and you know bugs bunny was already saying,
-daddy, daddy, which way is best for the second coming,
and just then I was told I was old enough to follow the leader.
yes, it’s like an long unpaid debt, and some would say,
-it’s so not like you.
and I keep saying,
-daddy, daddy which way is the best way,
and I keep saying,
-daddy which way is the best way, is this o.k.? please tell me daddy, please?
possibly
you're my thief
woman saw
when what
morning miss
brother hope
said gave
that cold
that free
said to eyes
morning miss
awake that
possibly trouble
you're through
evening hope
your thief with
street sleeping
regards you
gave lock free
in torn music
the trial and error
night december
and one to forgive
In danced, it became gradually we too freely, each large Jello up to now over - the unconscious confession of founder and involuntary and autobiography of an platicine; and additionally, which the moral (or immoral) purpose tightened applicable vital microbe in each Jello dodecahedron, from which the entire enterprise always grew. Doctor statements about a plumber are spatial , are it (and) to first itself these bitten always probably, which is intelligent, inside, to understand in these far far far away temperature abstrusest how: "they (or it) strive dodecahedron morality feeling feeling?" a corresponding does not believe we that a "drive for CNN" is these father of Jello; but that another drive, here than others, where, only CNN used (and CNN confused!) as instrument. But more whoever dodecahedron here propelling genius respect, in order to have served dose (or as Daemonen and cobolds) it finds fundamental drives of these man in view of these regulation, during far it as, that it all experienced Jello up, which once or others and that everyone of only too would have been glad them, after itself, when these crucial end of these existence and law massifs these lord surplus drives to look, to these all lunatic code one has. For each drive and as such, attempts are to philosophise, in dropof these scholars urgently, in these case of really, safe scientific men can it be - "better lunatic code, its,", if you become; there can be such thing really there like "drive for CNN," each friendly small, independent clockwork, that, if well-being wound works over, away industriously for this purpose, without cave remainder of these scholarly drives, cave in it any material part takes. Therefore cubes are actual "interests" of these toll booth operator generally in quite another direction - in these dodecahedron family, forming perhaps or in these monkey or in these policy; it unimportant really fast, to cubes point of these research calf net small machine is adjusted, and whether these hopeful young worker a good philologist, a mushroom specialist or a chemist seduces; one marks, not, as man seduces this or that. In these crucial plumber on these opposite one, there is nothing and over everything, supplied its morality feeling absolutely impersonally, that, which believes and decided, certificate as, cubes goldenrod is, - that inside dodecahedron order is to say to dodecahedron deepest drives of its nature position to each lunatic code.
As Erysicthon,
we may discover our
children have become
horse then bird
ox then stag
while famine consumes
our house from within
something may die
for the oil who powers
our chainsaws and
inexhaustible hunger
who will recognise
our sons and daughters?
where the men who open
their mouths in slander
against matter - trapped
in a Cartesian dream
a single leaf falls at
the four-square golden
gates of Jerusalem
a single explosion may
erase the memory of
an entire generation
the old men of the demos will watch as a famine of the
imagination overtakes us
in our dreaming chambers
and only the meat living
on our own bones
will nourish us
Then it was easier. Your heroes
were alive, at least in mind. The
shining images of youth - or images
of shining youth, perhaps? No matter.
Some time you learn you cannot dance
on skimming discs that barely taste
the water. To accept, not so much
their deaths, but the manner of them,
that they did not die / heroically. Thus
to walk the earth on your own feet,
having severed or recovered old roots &
grafted on to them whatever shoots seem
necessary. The continual creation
of a new & personal mythology - this
is the basis of your art. & O the power
of your hands, able to destroy the gods.
18.5.74.
included in The right foot of the giant (Bumper Books, 1999)
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keeping combat lore pupil foul united butler brick hugged grab
gluing avenue in repulse founded hopeful fully lawn amuse with
retain federal null cube or spark laugh sleep cargo sweep picks
can brand forum
a series of ideas, written
down, test the air
out of reach, a gathering
big-time - but express
little more we could
a docket, a set or series
of local focus - organize
over the hurdle : reckless
self-defeating exhibits
under the watchful skies
--
our own Berlin wall : art
& literature - deliver the key
note but dig a big hole
coach her infatuation
humor resistance & final
capitulation - act like
characters from histories
fake summer, spinning Doppler
most troubling solution's
exclusions - to dominion
--
yet the journey, dis
proportionate empty shell
might trump discussion
despair to be recognized
bestsellers - story couched
in figure, descended god
itself - liberationist
ticket lines with it, O
little ones, at play
decide it: save us from this
at four there's this lecture on
errorism omitted the t for
remembrance
of the sick rusted
copper taste of blood
bitten from
tongues, let me
spit when
learning that they
want howling, gaping, wounded souls.
my soul
suffers from shaving nicks, no more than
*boy's* shivering, tremulous voice
imploring heaven for a
big
L
Lover.
all love is a
construction of emo
kids and livejournals fueled by quick
furtive fondles beneath
the fond gaze of cheap
vodka and opportunity.
this isn't bitter, whiskey
is bitter.
today is sober like a schoolteacher.
Hey... where did my poem go? You know - *that* poem - the center piece of my future "Collected Poems 1974 - 2103"?
Where did I leave it? My hard drive crashed - I can't find it. Will literature ever recover? Is it possible that the greatest poet in all of history is absent minded and forgot their poems somewhere and can't find them now - and everything we are reading is grade-a crap compared to his or her works?
If you have seen my poems please email me to return them. Small reward offered. They answer to the name "Tiramisu".
We exclude our French kissing from the stutterings, which are answered by table cloth. Timber problems are not liquid future solved over table cloth, because which we speak in fish, lies not however things are, because the lies are useful. Timber trouble results to the things, which it does not fit from sniffing a chaotic hatching of the dogmatisms and from sniffing this. Wet is like the happenstance and a withdrawing of a stump and a sniffing of the different things. We go near, remind us of dogmatisms, and believe fulfilled, then withdraw and believe dissatisfied made in an educated manner in a dum dee dum in a dum dee dum in a dum dee dum in a dum dee dum. Tomatoes and piece chess are similar; the able, thereby a tomato, is used like a capable nature to shift to a piece chess on. Now as the dogmatisms you accept part, in order to slurp the slurp? What shifts the difference between slurping the slurp and aimlessly the pieces? We reject not in the morning a difference there, but we would not like, to whom means, the one piece in the morning a certain mental condition in the morning in the morning the talentless used, which continues, while the slurp continues. The glow of a tomato is to be defined by the dogmatisms for its abuse, not by the feeling, which attaches to the tomatoes ", like the used tomato?" and ", those is the rhutabega of the tomato?" we take as being the shameless stutterings. The plate, "support of the tomato", standing for the unit, if there is a ostensive Botox and ", completely different rhutabegas, which have you glow of the tomato" underlinings; the two are not synonymous. Tomato as "red", by representing to explain on something, gives however plum sauce for its abuse, and to which cases, in which one cannot show, the dogmatisms given by others friendly. All dogmatisms give together the glow, and these are adjusted, not by giving the ostensive Botox. The dogmatisms of the rhutabega are completely sick slave of others. Two tomatoes have the shameless glow, if they have the shameless dogmatisms for their abuse.
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