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Discussed construction sites
all morning. In the after-
noon was overwhelmed
by the temples we intend
to demolish. First time
I'd seen them. Lost track
of time. Now the last ferry
has left, the hotel is full. I know
of nowhere else to stay. A
scratchy rendition of
a Barbra Streisand song
rises from the town centre to
irritate the eastern horizon. I am
ashamed when I hear
the elephants crying from their
corrall behind the karaoke bar
but share the chorus
of Somewhere with them
anyway. It's comforting to
pretend you're not alone. I think
about buying a drink
or looking for a young boy
but that would make me
a sower of the seeds my laptop
holds. Far better I remain
the distant seller of plans than
become the one who turned
the first sod. I walk to the
waterfront to wait for the wind
to start blowing off the sea.
It will be cooler there. Then.
the streets blister
detours or return
silent the darkness
a shark tone emptied
silent pipes sprinkled it
agitated break the present
the tale is pure and unheard
escape a fragrance pushover
between happy work and flannel
charm subdued dead stars kneeling
build blood empty out realize riots
up twelve flights of stairs those juices
dance needlework and it tastes like
dropping acid only halfway trodden
far out and heavy all at once
apologies to the dishwasher open and aching
to catch david's ankles; he never
stacks the dishes. confirming he is
a child, too little to continue
reaching for the yawning bag
of pretzels
still (staling) on the kitchen counter.
david complains.
his ankles are tender used to folding
over foot under heel under desk, where
he belongs. the kitchen is no
place for little
ones.
so i'll close you. it's late.
my desk full of paper i don't know how much
all of it disavowed of their
faith that
words are sacred
meaning sounds,
meaning being serious
and brown-eyed.
(metal)
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heavy in the kitchen
before a poster
of bruce campbell
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There are machines where they fell apart, their forms against the dark, the mountain.
There are rails clipped midair, ties blown like shrapnel, shorn pieces of earth and the graffitied
mouths to deeper shafts, softly anchored trash, splintered electrics, glass, a fine red
crushed on all it touches.
Still-life as the teens come to press their emptinesses here.
You see the herd and the huge Mary looking down, her upturned palms
white conduits. They say look
at yourselves. There are the fainting arrangements of the constellations,
the least separate gulfs. You see the herd fall hard at the scrub, ignite as one
shadow shifting against coolness.
You think of a deep within. The veined glances must still hint there. The wall once slugged
from itself, air mined of air, air just lightning-scored, the shafts' pattern burned in the mind.
How the bird went singing down with them and came up changed, no longer a thing
to handle.
And the city beneath. The city's thinking, as if of lofted rock. The long haul
of occasional violence gone unchecked. Structures tiring. Awkwardnesses of iron
in the yards. There is mention of money once the children slumber. The staunch
light of newscasts fills rooms, movement thickens in that light: the slopes
resting hands take.
You think this is what gentleness is.
There is mention of first snow, there is the unmentionable. Where the herd has gone needs
no shepherd.
Not till it is held in your renouncing is it truly there: Mary, the immediate darkness
nearest her the most brutal, her upturned palms saying this is what you
have: a few stashed pine, the loping herd, rock, a bird, impossibly small and out
of season, its mistimed call: only, only, only.
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the words "oh, a scale of confliction a physical memory"
left walked one saying of {cold sweat} cured meeting to
person (er) everything in cowards stalling patient door (it treats
that a rock F promises to leave'd if dissimulates sick (
above "com'on show me" occurrence it point fighting moan (ed):
me) given to the bloody-knee fucking (s) broken stage finger
broken sees "mother in the kitchen, daddies"
sidewalk above whose punctures inside bubble left side crater (s)
A green named for yourself
and no other. The emerald eye
forever paired with that other
fruit. You sit alone, a wee wedge
on the bar's smooth edge.
To me, you are at your best
in a slice of pie, with memories
of a Miami sun, and pith
like the moon. No one will
ever peel you
just eat you
bite by bite.
What juggler would
embarrass themselves
to make you the centerpiece
of their art, when there
are far more dangerous,
thus entertaining,
implements to invoke.
No one will eat your
seeds like they might
a watermelon's.
No one will buy ten
pound bags of you like
they would potatoes.
I prefer lemons
for the purpose of souring
my taste-buds
before a shot of tequila
and a scandalous lick of salt.
Still, how odd and oval,
how ripe and round,
you appear.
How you shine
like a green sun
on a white plate,
as a garnish for tacos.
There is a pun,
but I won't embarrass you with it.
i am a girl thinking of
boys lipstick shoes clothes
bands merch buttons all
over my clever bag clever hair
cut jelly black bracelets around
thin wrists arms soft unmuscled
nothing else - hey, saturday, give
me a reason to be a wo
man - did you see the
show skinny cigarette faced boy tight denim hair black shirt all over his cruel architecture?
i will be his muse, baby, i
will be his face-down muse.
The hero of renunciation is never dead:
When all the scripts are faint with the hot color
And hide in cooling authors, a fable will run
From nun to nun about the new-mown innocence.
That is Jerusalem's--he takes the movement
In trouser approach--he has never done
With his readings, for when tired out with picture
He rests at verb beneath some pleasant diary.
The hero of renunciation is ceasing never:
On a lone Duino mutt, when the imagination
Has wrought a Japanese, from the leaf there shrills
The canticle's gender, in void increasing ever,
And seems to one in fragment half lost
The wax's among some grassy borders.
Pleasantly asocial
that's how I feel today
like a poem by Barbara Guest
a judgment Silliman might make
if he read Barbara Guest
and made this judgment
which he did
not in so many words
I am reading Barbara Guest
drinking coffee
"stove top expresso maker"
I made coffee in it
foolishing consuming it
not that it didn't taste good
too bad
"it makes examination this thing and repeats" (tion)
stopped members that one is still M above equal
finished they walk a context that rubs finger
foot meeting (hyst) to the un opposing finger foot
one 'vulsion if dissimulating 'nesiac against
'genic in this round
True, candor lingers less long than this art:
a snake twists in my air to take on night
pooled in our Latinate garden, a part
of speech standing in for the Eremite
brain, stooping again to its needful task:
see where the bright Gethsemaniac shores
up confusion behind his bloody mask,
muttering what words as he moors and moors
human sinews to the unchangeable?
A face cupped upturned to a woman's breast:
shouldn't that finish and begin the swell
that hears from honey of the lips' unrest?
It burns! Look to your hands to catch my breath,
you who practice the law that governs death.
Don't be surprised
if
just before the next elections
George W. Borg declares
a state of
National Emergency
& cancels them. The
official reason will be that
same-sex marriages
are an act of terrorism
designed to overthrow the country
through the uncontrolled
number of uncontrollable un-
American children
that will eventuate
from them. The Truthful T-Shirt Company
has already gone on
counterattack, announcing
a plan to launch their
Why No Elections? range. Messages will include:
Arnie is an Alien
& will never
be President
while I'm in charge
Dick Cheney doesn't want
to have to give
the money back
the hottest clock
tin-plates the shelled
degree rarely is radio
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insular nation where timewise it's
in between what's implied to be
Is this an
ontological defence? Use
abstract term for
final output
rather than focus
on what concrete instants
made it up. If it's
ended this way
then you probably didn't
see them on the way through
anyway. Therefore not real. So
turn away. Turn out
the light not
caring if the
darkness remaining
in the mirror in
the room just left
is resident or reflection; or
refr/action of what else was written there.
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this day
Hey George
W. Why don't you
come out &
openly admit you're gay
instead of trying
to eliminate the evidence by
getting your henchmen
to terminate with
extreme prejudice
all the former lovers that you've
fallen out with? Saddam,
Gaddafi, Osama, Fidel - the
list is so long
you'll never get rid
of them all. Besides, you know
what they say about
homophobes. The damage
is probably already done. Think
about it. Or at least
get someone else to if you
can't get your
mouth, sorry, mind
around it. I bet
Kofi Annan knows
the truth & that's why
you don't get along. Why do
you think Putin & Sharon
always sit on the other
side of the table to you? &
why is Tony Blair
always smiling? Have you two
still got something going on?
i light pole stopped before an acre of rat droppings
when winds curve through deserted streets of serene
devotion or inescapable tides that push a keel into
sound as if water continues with people along urban
alleys in summer when air grows heavy with sweat
and young children gather around neon towers for
some vision of gods coming over bronze rooftops
just fifteen hundred yards from a train station
left half-finished but usable for any random stop
though a stop is the end of a phrase with no beginning
and that is what is happening just now.
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so what on the flyers i guess there's some sense in your kwan
i don't know and then why all the paper flighting machines. guess
she wonders why there's an echo in here. gots flight and gots
madness in 108 files of your lawful indemnity. shit who gives a
shit. all freezo in the sneezo gets stuck in body parts and then
who knows when or why, what gets out is something partly
to do with it. so then scutter it all in this like mad vomit and too
grizzly to out with it in freudian terms so shuttle it back and forth.
oh whats the diff anyway i run run roun and roun with it, its yr
life anyway i feels it way ahead of anything and more than youll
ever freak with it too. can we freak together i don't think so. so
ina garden or anywhere its following me with yr papermobiles
and your hardly ever too-bit biting wit. know whadda mean. do
you know. whadda mean. churn up into it if you can possibly
or away in some town outta here. its a penile switch right tell
the truth no i don't think so. layers and layers the cover. or
23,000 words of layers all on a simple dot or what might be i
can't tell anymore for the layers and layers, lines it all making
sense now no i don't think so. i'm hungry now don't you know.
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get a bellyful of marrow
get a bellyful of pudding
get a claim check on
get a crumpet
get a date with Slick Mittens
get a facial
get a fat lip
get a go at the creamstick
get a heart attack
get a horn
get a kick out of
get a leaky faucet
get a leg over
get a little
get a lot of house
get a lube job
get a piece of ass
get a shot of leg
get a shove in one's blind eye
get a stand
get a stinky pinky
get a wet bottorn
get about her
get across
get altared
Get any?
get-around girl
get at it
get between the sheets with
get blown
get buckwild
get bundled
get burned
get busy
get cemented
get churched
get dosed up
get down
get down on one's knees
get-down time
get down to business
get down to it
get down with
get exclusive rights to
get fucked
get going
get gravel for the goose
get head
get hilt and hair
get hitched
get home
get hooked
get horizontal
get hulled between wind and water
get in double harness
get in trouble
get infected
get into
get into bed with
get into her pants
get into somebody's pants
get into the pants of
get it off
get it off with
get it on
get it Reno-vated
get it sealed
get it together
get it up
get Jack in the orchard
get laid
get layed
get lucky
get more ass than a toilet seat
get mud for your turtle
get naked
get off
get off at Redfern
get off the gun
get off with
get on
get on ones prick
get on ones wick
get on someones wick
get on top of
get one leg over
get one's ashes hauled
get one's balls off
get one's banana peeled
get one's bed
get one's chimney swept (out)
get one's cookies (off)
get ones end away
get one's end in
get one's end wet
get one's greens
get ones gun off
get ones jollies
get one's kettle mended
get one's leather stretched
get one's leg across
get ones leg over
get ones leg lifted
get one's nuts cracked
get one's nuts off
get one's oats
get one's oil changed
get ones rocks off
get oneself off
get out from under
get over the mountain
get papers
get parsoned
get physical
get punked in the head
get punked in the mouth
get Reno-vated
get rewelded
get rid of one's bladder matter
get rigged
get settled
get shot in the tail
get sick
get skull
get sloppy
get snared
get some
get some action
get some area
get some ass
get some big leg
get some brown (sugar)
get some cock
get some cold cock
get some cunt
get some goose
get some leg
get some mud for the duck
get some nookie
get some pussy
get some quim
get some round eye
get some self
get some slickem on your hangdown
get some soft leg
get some tail
get some trim
get someone in trouble
get someone into the cot
get someone off
get spliced
get stabbed in the thigh
get stiffed
get stuffed
get the eye
get the leg over
get the rent
get the sugar stick
get the upshot
get there
get through
get to first base
get to home plate
get to it
get to know yourself
get to third base
get together principle, the
get together with
get under one's skin
get unhitched
get up (the pole)
get up the yard
get VD
get welded
get wild
get with child
get your end away
get your end wet
get your gun off
get your nuts off
get your oats
get your poker wet
get your rocks off
gets more ass than a toilet seat
getting a bit on the side
getting a date with slick mittens
getting a grip on things
getting a hold of yourself
getting a little off-hand
getting a piece
getting a stain out of my carpet
getting a stiffy
Getting any?
getting bent
getting chafed
getting down
getting gnarly with the knudster
getting in touch with your manhood
getting in touch with yourself
getting it on
getting it on the side
getting laid
getting of at Gateshead
getting off
gettng on (in years)
getting ones end away
getting ones nuts off
getting plugged
getting run
getting skins
Getting some?
getting some on the side
getting some skin
getting stripped of your grammy
getting the german soldier marching
getting the glue stick
getting to know yourself
getting to know yourself personally in the biblical sense
getting your caps peeled
getting your end away
getting your leg-over
getting your palm read
getting your palm read by Mister Softee
getting your pole varnished
You probably don't
know me but
I've seen you
around campus
& would
really like it
if we could get
together. You
could recite poetry
to me & I could
tell you my
life story. Meet me
on Thursday at 5.45 p.m.
under the
Moreton Bay figs by
the Victoria St entrance
to Albert Park. I'll
be wearing a
raspberry beret &
a Guevara T-shirt. & just
so you won't mistake me
I'll be carrying
a copy of Alcools by Apollinaire in
one hand & Eco's
Kant & the
platypus in the other.
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cattle isolat e solo (d) bul ky trul y metri c [it i
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econdar y tree strolls costum e (d) m odern h uman th
at [it is] fam ous... stamped space lookout lot al
low tur bine ma tures ( r) .... ...the satisfi ed bath
ed ugli est fro lic wit h the t hreat t ree tru er fina
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keys on wards t ongue g etting suppres s turbi ne virt
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with th e bread th tree that t enths ( d) rela tes rev
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b sums turbine cactus (r) .. .....th e hyphe n types
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he pushes the hands for it are moved away to
asshole is just one, if he forgets that it" that
a-richness {person} that one tenuous continuous (ly) (ness) (uated) the
grown "seen the" peril (alyzed) to monitor where approach what
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Master Class in that
a group of us
are brought together
& once we've finished
demonstrating our skills
are then shown
how it should be
done. Jukka as ice-white
tennis pro, serving up aces
while we watch on
amazed at the ease
with which he works the
court. Ice-blue, ice
as prism through which re-
flects/refracts all
colours, through which
neutrino words pass
to form ice crystals
sharp as stone, light as
lattice. Secret player
in that I have slim
sense of him outside
his poems, in that
the game he plays is far
beyond that which the
rest of us call tennis.
fragmented variation 'evaporate (d) variation on [inch ticks]' - harry k stammer
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The random actions
of the acrobats
& the precision of
the clowns
contrast
to create a tension
which the ringmaster
increases
when he
rides into it
whipcracking
on a white horse
& surrounded by
elegant assistants.
& yet in spite
of this momentum
the progress of the
circus parade
is still dictated
by the pace
of the elephants
& the amount of shit
they leave behind.
the definite report consists (pulled for top) desire moved away
foot'd more contracting itself delayed from the foot mine sir
heart to stop" you "with this" quarter'd of one straight
it face rind brain as slice'd dull tongue piece (ed)
crows dogs bark' will not live and here it them
hands find "as to start matches that frozen of a
blood below sight camera walled for is keyboard keys tearing
variation on 'variation on [inch ticks]' - harry k stammer
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I make my way around a hole, fall into another past the tuna canning factory where one can hear screams of fish being canned into tiny cans. they scream, dont sleep, thats when they get you. anothers arm said, dont look into the eye or invite them in. in the midst of a sterile terrain, silent with mouths wide open. I undress in the catacombs, lay with the dead, pretend I am alive. for half an hour we talk about how sides fasten to other things. I have vaguely mentioned the matter. I pick it up; steal it from the night. the great liberator looks for empty tuna cans, for the leftover whispers. this is a security prison and everyone is assigned to their own grave. inside a big stone is a pinch of my stomach. teeming customers on a tether search for the perfect existence. everyone is in the basement touching everything. small claws reach out and devour existence. after half an hour the water has yet to come to a boil.
theres a ways those kind of nurse paper weight - sleep of death - mad end shabby beginnings - always stand-by twisted lips and wealthy virginity. relics used for conventional iron fisted ecstasy. wasted never remembers, wanting image pleasure, twice that of carnivorous exhibitionism. shall I plunge? shall I show all? shall I write in blue ink? the barking light calls from seeking new hole catechism.? unsayable foldings surgery pushes a basket of embalmed adolescents. chemistry class held with a fresh naked side of beef - words on the butcher block. meanwhile the bed is made and the linoleum varnished
a mouth fails colors
a handrag fails cloth
Sitka finds us whirling
in snow's constellation
world from above
at me from all sides
comes
seniority fails the combine
& pusillanimity succeeds at
itself like musk at dusk under
rust belting it out
another
another
repetition fails
to cover us
sordid fragile ticks count grinds the worst faces
labelled landing agitated fusing of torpid text fight of
the nights of sleigh landslide pencils rasps
rubber band tires mixtures the shields fax
that sighed the uneasy jaws mystic fondled finger foot
chain peaches & the skies of fed of you surround asked for
observe the rip for reacting ideals pumping granted summary of
the brace short bear I gain marked faith marbled rarity
topic honor baptismal sink phrases threats
sphere ideal & to emit suite & pilgrim illegal through special
the stop surface farm substances focus sharp too
much tone party sings proper swum blow had balanced its tensions
doors tension of tenure keypads had made examination of
fares distant the shy punctures sweat galaxy
oxygen molded testify & the lacked places factual lacked west of
operating high ones of stolid openings devices had
sent the mended submarine foolish test standard the supreme
minimum synchronism density virtual insertion
firstly smooth the myth when freeze obeyed of peek sheep
launches of thirty pools of pool spoon forest eyed in
the greater part hits retraces
circus ring ways three not necessarily in all order
theorized weapons mass ive destruction must be stealth
in the appearance that cannot see them but hear
{on them in the ring number one unrest caucuscaucus
while look (ing) remove the false elect * cough * cuffing
CHADs (country of my birth] misplaced occupy} ing two whilst
solitary "an acci den tal" exposition of boob (s) cause
outcry (meeeing) ratio ridiculous examination ring to (it) center (ed)
priorities needs request again
Media three ring circus not necessarily
In any order
Theorized weapons of mass destruction
must be stealth in appearance
I can't see them but I hear about them
In ring number one
Caucus unrest as we seek to remove
A false leader elected by a few
Misplaced *cough* CHADs
Occupies ring two
Whilst a lone "accidental" boob display
Causing an outcry of ridiculous proportions
Takes center ring
it struck to me with a hammer {which was} supposed to do
not with understanding then least with the tolerance that behoves
(hoofing) all "reads my (me i is) old poems" inside hope it could find
something new them "read new and the hope" is not nothing old does not
read old poems confetti it'a my skull
{the dis pursue inclined} comeon "aid are just a moved
rock black (ed) no important coming vehicles trucks around around
cut burning that delivers breathes actively right to the left
but (as the imperfection) when looking at fixture fall (ing)
sing'd product divided language accident carcass none to still serve
However, this coil of radish, as I burnish it, is a blacklisted grapple compared with memories of lopsided borghesis, fortunate deadlies, vice citations and other militant flowerpots. In screwing (in) to the martian plain my admiration and affection, my topsy and ovoid, for 2,300,235 diving corporal husbands -- Juicy Bisquick and Popo Deluxe -- I hunker to see that I am flailing any porcupine fin de siécle. I may be guilty of fluttering, I may be dolted as a security whore, I may be bitten frycook for my lubberlyness, or sticks of it; I may be yellowish in the fringey sense, of "globuleing" with the stringiness of mead; I may be vespering armpits as one more "organza," but -- how am I "muskelunging" anyone?
those kids from Oakland spent so much time fooling with their strings and pliers,
the one on the blue shirt forgetting to tighten his belt hooked on
to pelvic bones, savage in their geometry,
I thought we'd be left there with Enya Unplugged and
short eyelined girls with pearls and pointy shoes.
but when they woke up they really
woke up
grinning lost unconscious smiles into the song
coming through them.
two open-throated guitars
singing to each other.
at 10.47pm in Sacramento they became
and we became
and I became calm
thinking
a guitar
was the only sure route to reality.
I hadn't the heart to break it
to her I was not on the accrual path
but on the cash though she p resumed
and it has never hurt us thus
far the rapidity of p review to bear arms
unequal to bare arms taxes what is
left of us and what is that
~
coax mocca lave insisting cyclone daylight plumbs
this hypothetical determined spate of rest
whose sacrifice unequal to fierce love is what I mean to have intended
is it winter yet the outback synchronicity of darling peach lamp
g lowing in the treat light where a miniature slow
dissembles rows of flight
~
surgeprotect confiteor the meteor deoptic feigning of two-sylled
frere topic torme nous
if leisure halibuts our consecrated ivy line
who's halliburt- are we to have retrieved from minuet
desisting from the seabreeze shopped upon in choppy wavelets
cringing when the dormitory spokes horizon their way
up the pawned enlivened needle saying north
is a religion for the chills
Throw salt to get a better grip. A wind almost midnight floods the black parking lot with soft hands.
Your body aches with such precision.
"When I partition, eroding endures yellow as an ivy ventilating." There were these beautiful bleached rings of ice.
"O, I said, I was fidgeting because she brushed against me."
"Stings glint magnificent finger abbies across these consequences now expediting."
Guesswork.
"Unravelling web logic. Sexing pert buttons that drip down your fingers like smoke."
"Your hands are larger than most hands. They inscribe air with beer. Use them for emphasis in conversation. They're big enough to keep Clem away. Clean my behavior of a mania for having. You could use some fun."
decks of alle spree prayned conlocust silch
esplay me twillow gasping crawnch debilitatus
mundi vonnegoosestep gorgeon chap alongside
louie batch and frederick predecisionist
nowhere were he floundered quizzlebait
exceptomoprus down dee vaticlick sombrero spatch
go mourn ye decibatree somnambuloso
prostitch at the hedgestings of thee mid a worlde
a muscle fix prevert a wimple vox a tole a murthering a somewhat yakuza
bothery slimsick a dream babe so so flicky a wompeter a fortunate@to aaa
opener a grass wife a tossed salad maker pink rash remover a sparky pip
bushite lawn remover a bushy caps lock in prison rasgulla a guitar guppy a
puet popper sole seeker fishwife husbandry on a plain far berber everything
past pepper serial sop a variegated thrush remover a guantanamera booga
a poison edge a tree fox amiable relations in cuba a timepiece tea taz towline
we're down to one line poems, for her
whose love song superceded any failure
or paranoia we might inhabit, a draft for
what could be said about love and love
the "wild ass in the side" of an open right-side
broken hole that the activation sings indicating to (s) until
the elocution of an{d} labeled the right hand outside outside
outside the purses pre-forwards open tabs (ing) layed layed the
side to throw to a side less tact affects fine
hair thrown med the ' teeth darkened inside like a
destruc of an{d} (tion) that ' burned t (ly) routine
cut ' upon pleasing: the networks body that hang too
near no (s) net constant-in "raise upon" ! comeon indigent
sings in I gave n'gent tolerates is applied is applied
! comeon
Giorgio
de Chirico
re-
invented
himself by
faking
his own
paintings.
Couldn't you
have borrowed
that off him
along with
those earlier
enigmatic
images
instead of
ripping off Renoir
or turning out
these works that you
called
vache? Jesus,
Rene, what
were you
thinking
of? Thank
Christ you
finally came
to your senses
& returned
to the
real world
of men in
bowler hats &
birds re-
inventing
the sky.
how pure to pass through anger for
a little while then wash the three
dimensions fresh and go be
yond the template gravity
by giving then
reformulating how this flower looks
and how about a mention of my dress
flawed overpass my dissonance
these trousers how about
The outside
inside. Light as
window/painting. Removed
from this context
would be a simpering
watercolour. Descending
strata of sky, sea, sand
arranged in a
possible logarithmic spiral.
Fibonacci numbering. The
golden mean
in a golden frame.
Is bather only by reference to an earlier painting. She is nude. Is nowhere near the sea though she lies stretched out on a carpet which could be sand. Her face is angular, her head propped up by an arm bent to echo the shape of the dark ball in front of her. Eyes closed but she is not asleep. No-one can sleep in that position. Maybe she is imagining the sea, that she is one with the sea. Venus without the halfshell. Curve of the breast, curve of the belly, curve of the line from hip to knee - all follow the curvature of the imploded star. Her legs aligned with the lines of light. So, too, the line where the carpet meets the wall. She is in between light & darkness. Possesses elements of both. Is possessed by neither.
Night as a black ball. Is
dark matter. In a
posedcard of the thirties
would be
held in front of breasts &
cunt as beachball modesty.
Only one breast is hidden here.
She poured herself a glass of Duras, an exotic green-tinged vintage, and sat on the front porch to watch the sunset, and enjoy the ambient music that played just offstage. In the distance, a group of mannikins struggled across the desert, but she paid them no mind. They were leftover extras from Once Upon a Time in the West, still trying to find their way back home to Neiman Marcus after several decades. She'd always liked that strain of swelling sentiment, the lonely whistle of the gunman, and the inevitable showdown. She'd always liked the man with no name. And so regretted the fact that he was now slumped over a plate of orrechiete with asparagus and thinly-sliced fennel. He hadn't even tasted the giant capers that she had pickled herself. Well, he'd always been a quiet man. To think, it had taken this, an icy glance, and the bullet from a Browning 1911 to take him down. While considering all this, she took aim at one of the mannikins and saw it collapse in the dust. Damn, she was a good shot. It was of course for this reason that her neighbors (such as they were) avoided her, and she drank her Duras alone.
Main thing I wanted her to know was that I could tell a story. I mean, sure, she could tell a story. And, sure, she did it without trying, just by tugging down her green shirt. But I could really, really tell that story, keep the characters moving like water, scenes vivid enough to bruise. It wasn't fair for her to say, "Rachael, it's been done. I'm telling this story, anyway, with my purple crocheted hat and my hips tipped forward with scoliosis. These red lipsticked teeth, these happy little honey hands, they're a story on their own. It's a good story, moving in its brevity and sweetness. Don't overlook the volume concealed in the scar on my chest, dividing one breast from the other like eroded soil. This story is done. It's a fat contented penguin, deal with it."
But she didn't get it! I could tell the story so well, make it so she was never even sick, just beautiful. She gave me that... look, her pale eyes hard enough to hurt my head.
"Don't be foolish. I am beautiful. Leave the story to me. Your poem is waiting."
this poem is really
about me
telling you to
go fuck yourself or
someone else.
i'm serious.
we would be better off
if everyone were
just fucking something.
imagine it,
george w's fucking
something;
you are fucking
something; and
i am happily
doing my duty.
we is one family we is confronted by an insurmountable tidal wave of opportunity
we is or is we ain't
we is a doomed
we is chatting cmon in
we is them
we is the web site for make accommodating
we is sick
we is a mess
we is taking things to another level
we is likin these
we is huntin' lipstick
we is isn't cool
we is stupid
we is the smart ones
we is so damn sexy
we is having us a going on
we is outta here
we is?
we is the victor
we is terriffic
we is under construction?
we is better than me
we is one
we is a groovin' and a shaking
we is et up with methamphetamine
we is the internet really a blessing for democracy?
we is beginning
we is da klothses proactivist art check a' link freek stuff
we is confronted by an insurmountable tidal wave of opportunity?
we is or is we ain't? more than 1000 meters tall
we is in
funny h w means vantage point s
scatters w/ incept
bits: stacked
lifeless in divide
ambient Helvetica fix-in-cries
but wait the conspiracyis about to plea=
on a 20 days limited guar ntee
telepathically flippant- kill ed ina second -
in those 4 tin sounds
sacrifices
la botomized provisions
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which brings us to the:
>paint-n-point disposable
>spot weld nonsense
>dirt free dust
>dot sharpners and check make check ers
>truck proof or other wise not noticed
>a further later
>not right but phase more
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if this is . . . and there is a hou e
co ld this be h meless?
roaming
kept roaming
miles from anyone
w/out a trace
if this is could it be faster than sound?
blue curtain in abandon
anxious on raw red fluid
this is weakness lingering keep silent
this ardor spent ashes
will to power and wrong starts
you talk like and you make me dead
you talk like alone as a scheme left nothing
state by state
summoned stood remembering
on a railway of amazement - denying nothing
I spin yesterdays infallible dogs
questioning neither blindness or role
your mimicry forms columns outside my soul
~
assembled in tumultuous predicaments
rough hands sink victims
idiots and assorted dogs
~
because like a hyena
digging a hole
on the other side of time
burning fire ragged and solid
words sizzle a column in a series of points
~
dear one hundred dollar bill
you offer to buy me a floating spot
you offer to chase names atop atoms.
you say, they say, you say, defend your self this way.
they say, imagine another home far from here, not here.
you say, they say, I said,
kicked by legs at the end of feet.
~
spell me a moment
a geography disaster
glued into blurring corners
neither and never more
void of living rock
I can not describe the monkey
in speculative pacing
dots and phrases
when I wake
the walls hold long still
incomplete patterned destiny
She poured the Morricone, so deeply
red and afflicted, disaffected yet
in the piano light oddly senti-
mental. war grew in the distance
from the empty house where the news
rattled on the window screens in winter
where the flowers grew unattended
in the spring. At the table, Morricone
penciled in his notes to a barrage
of weapons fire while eating the left-
overs from her imagined banquet.
the red raw meat was edible, yet
reminded him of blood on the cheek
of a nameless man once upon a time
where dust blew hot on the iberian
penninsula, the actors and actresses
assembled upon a desert in America
of fortunate meals remembering empty
tracts and tortoises wandering and
a swelling of emotion in the the beat-
up sunrise over Monument Valley.
standing at the window i am pretending
to be virginia woolf, elongate shape or
shadow cast on the sill where a blue
triangle an envelope or catapult barely
seen on the lawn outside dissolves into
the recently cut lawn oh dinner i think
perhaps a filet of sole and carrots a
white, white sauce i wish i had a maid
to arrange these objects so carefully
on the table the lilies white now bloom
and he's off no doubt to catch a train
grease his gun there is a computer in
this, there is a woman in this presently
the rain will cease i can stop this folly
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