here's the thing... in the park small packages tick

and nobody cares... anything can happen... even

grass flowers trees... the usual mess... and inside

there's this terrific stillness nobody can ever touch...

and who'd want to... not me... it's too close to truly

and sincerely... knowing something... a cage... an eye

no sir... you wander in there... no telling... what might

snuggle up to yr twenty-first century alphabet stew...

and... kick... yr... butt
posted at 3:15:05 PM

an affinity for doodling... alien animals on an arm... amuses

or passes for amusement here... look... a gorimomfret sneezing...

a bundarecus falling from its daily routine... the stippled dern

will not care... just wants its hungry hilarity... to go away
posted at 9:53:10 AM

very soon the north... a compatible crisis circulates...

put all your soldiers in this grey box... shake them up...

compose carefully what must be spoken... say it soon
posted at 9:44:31 AM

starting here there's no way... you can't go

very far before you remember... what held you back

the last time... it was a shallow place... but wet enough

once the weather shifted... in words... at any rate...

you've got plenty of time... all the time in the world
posted at 7:27:01 PM

feeble or better than winter... some things leave quicker

than cats... an enormous wrinkle will do... an organ

for yawning... say it again... say what you said when i said

it's better just to describe something... a room or a face

than to flounder around... in your jammies all day?
posted at 3:28:14 PM

commodities... subtle inquiries behind snow pines...

a glass of nitrogen... a parade without departures...

these are very nice... but not essential... to my quiz...

i want to know how long a wind can dance... in the bag of a soul
posted at 12:04:29 PM

yeah even when they're bad... even when they stink

because they haven't laughed or splurged at the mall...

even when the cops come to haul them off... even then

we like them... even when their nights are full of oranges...

and ridiculous accents... even on the outskirts of heaven

we remember their names... we suffer them gladly...
posted at 9:57:41 AM

okey-dokey the heaps collide and a finally free mighty mouse

burrows up to us in light... we ask you... did anyone ever know

what those hours cost us... didn't we look like frightened bunnies

when the news came out... all the announcers rattled radiant balls

of chrome and formica... at us... we never understood the fever
posted at 9:51:22 AM

o a pronouncement... suggest a topic... eat fat... fly...

breaking historical bones... taking two pieces of tape... mixing

kisses with strong glue... say something we don't already know
posted at 11:17:52 AM

let the one among you... let the one... coordinate

the rest... with a stinging rebuke... our eyes had it...

slinging barriers up... against the penitent wind...

we would not believe... the signs... the petty word
posted at 10:08:18 AM

assuming that kind of death... dissatisfaction with a picture...

the kind of life men desire... all combines to illuminate

free doing and saying... we were standing in front

of the moon... it kept a finger on our waking... chill
posted at 10:04:58 AM

beaches on the adriatic... venice... a thump down

put us here... not there... try to invent the postcard from...

or a shakey line the yellow horizon... a pin scratch... no one

shouting backwards... or speaking italian... just drowning

for us... and the pictures we take... at least i think so...
posted at 4:00:00 PM

reasoning from the edge... blinkered like a rat

i'll take more sanity... nervous composition

detonates... a cornered verb... noticing becomes

alphabetical... soup-wise... not so deliberately here

where our finger goes... but hopeful... starting
posted at 9:30:07 AM

what a private argument... slivered a finger for... reasons

harried as psycho violins... there you see... behind every

maker there's a... metaphorical... woman with hot chocolate

or is that auguste dupin... a filet of shadow... sizzling
posted at 10:26:41 PM

posted at 4:22:35 PM

what i'll make slipped away... slipped out or past

your furnace... there... we see... now... a plage

or beach for solemnity... taking the given... made

thing from rough fingers... a couche or bed

of limestone... made as from above... and lying in
posted at 2:24:28 PM

suffering tents... a forest notices us... we march it

like an elephant... not hannibal's despite the snow...

just going until we get back... as in putting up with...

not roaring through an actual... hurt... the desert
posted at 2:20:11 PM

flogging's a verity... a cool influenza of the urges...

ventures to humble us... ventures to fumble hearts

to clubs... who did it... who did it interest... a pin

knows more... than a flood... or an audit... does
posted at 6:55:07 PM

mine is hidden... ask around... you'll see...

mine is not available for viewing at this point in time...

not here... nowhere in sight... and yours...

is as puzzling as... ever
posted at 2:49:41 PM

anyway... that piano goes vertically through the wall when pushed

by a comicbook hero... intent on saving the planet from a rigorous

poetics of laughter... my salvation comes in small packages... my

address feels funny... if you want me... look for me... whistling

the day into blinky fright... look for me shouting hard candy
posted at 2:23:51 PM

just now hurling into what makes us go... a pump...

i mean rushing forward through veins... we've got

just enough time to put something aside... for

lunch... a protracted yawn... out on the desert line...

just read that you found... us in the garden... asleep
posted at 2:07:53 PM