Friday, April 02, 2004
a matter of shoulders... their width and leverage

under certain stressors... how the light tells us

of a mythological preparation... our underserved

nuisance of a hero... protestant wrinkles for good...

gets up and commits himself to the next apocalypse


my sway suspects a terrific wind... we met and said

here's a quiet place and we said this book opens

both ways
... another window shows us curing loneliness

forgetting our manners... frightening our parents... away...

run back to the shore... when the tide rolls in...

run back to the mountain... the wild eagle pine



now pray... that... the morning makes it possible...

now humor us in the walking... fever... brightly...

such a little thing... directly cut from the clump

i wonder about your... abundance... now

pray that... we knew in passing... what grew


didn't sound like anything

a human being would say...

even edges... cold parts...

nobody out back with the dog...

wouldn't help us... the way

we'd come to expect... left

our fingers twitching...

unnatural answers...

through the half-

open door...


Thursday, April 01, 2004
a sudden this... a shadow in the eye

strange barque... a ship... too poetical

a theory nude in ugly spandex... a flea...

a small figure available for purchase...

a version of mars... a native gully flower...

a sponge like a moron... a ball of poetry...

a ticket... a tock... or blind before breakfast


since you asked... i was recognized in the back

and ran to the front... where i jumped like a killer

a radiant apostle of yesterday's gee-whizz...

what a crazy soprano might needle... so deliberate

it makes my teeth ache... stitched in french... black

but still famous... still hounded... omitted... some guy


pasted over the herald trees a dozen windy crows

illustrate laughter... a northern example of empty

approval... where an idea grovels... versatile...

improbable... howling snailsmoke... i mean look here...

argue for us... we're covered all over with time


Wednesday, March 31, 2004
if i wouldn't didn't have to... string you along... with a barcode

nervous in the aftermath... i'd fix it... one grammatical screw loose...

and then another... until all our wheels rattled off into the weeds


my single idea just flowers... an extra politician for lunch...

i'm grinding the moon for salt... organizing a game of darts...

we're faultless in the morning... we're the better part

of caring... just now... straight off the night wagon


a decent spot for the underbelly... down there...

swilling neurotic intelligence... rumors of joy...

your bottle empty as the day you... gave up...

take the braver part... love casts out fear...


Tuesday, March 30, 2004
my fun... this Arched tendency... to Flutter

seems natural enough... for Plastic digits

trembling out Back with the Kissing Edition

here's Youth... in a misspent combination

of Cranky timidity... florid Belief... buckled time

wouldn't you Cry at last... o wouldn't you cry


telling true... while these other sounds...

don't forget how much i care... shutter

an imaginary house... cabin of small figures

howl the all-night shuffle... howl for good

luck and no small advance toward... life...

blues harp... bottleneck cat... yr aunt suzy

stomping crazy pain... whomping bad trouble


Monday, March 29, 2004



wait a minute... i'll surrender my pieces... they've gone loco

like precious instructions set by the window... in a storm... lost

or waterlogged... i wanted to begin with ants and work back

to sweetness... so here... take my birds... my noxious glue...

i wasn't thinking clearly and now... some part of my process

repeats compulsive... angelic but compulsive... shrugs


machine's red pulse in the center of us...

abundance grown heavy with pockets... enough

here's the puzzle, babe... the losers say

cut the flesh cut the player's heart... fine

in the portions we talk about... but rotten

on the blasted blocks... my present symptoms tell

a funny story... red hair knobby knees a grin

and i'm out... on the sad line again... gone


literal about lithography... and sensible

on acidic edges where we've... greeted clocks

and calendars... every new thing stumbling

like deer up a muddy slope through old grass...

now figurative on aluminum's cool plain... pressed


Sunday, March 28, 2004
and letters come a drizzle... stolen pieces

you got confused... i was a dreamy-eyed...

cabinet of mercies... bright and varied tool

of the worried class... still the rain says

all this is yrs... all this the first move...


on it

and pretending

to bore

my own

shadow...

these

minutes

cost us...

everything


Saturday, March 27, 2004
blue as a bald game
blue as dry land rising
blue stumbling in the right light
blue armistice in doubtful night
blue blue corners
blue in the small parts
blue's lonely round bargain
blue's jumpy monday
blue's nervous categories
blue for the duration
blue for the bees and buckets
blue takes a look around
blue misbehaves and snickers
blue out the eyes blue out the nose
blue conversations bound tight
blue near the green bottle
bleu incognito on the left bank
blue understands edges
blue bothers crooks and cons
blue politics in the big world
blue northers for bubba's yard
blue gumption useless as a fart
blue tremor coming soon
blue integers busting limits
blue hush the mean cripple
blue says it all day
blue for the internal pop revolution
blue as the kisser's big idea
blue studied in a bright light
blue cancelled before the show
blue telling all the stories at once
blue enough... for now


marginal maker... crisp in his own

heat-sealed... polystyrene pouch

attends an opera... in the day

of no opera... death

to all opera
... cry

blunt pigeons... from tiny tin

perches in the City

of No Opera... yet... this...

maker contains multitudes...

of pigeons and libretti... and

oboes crinkled up... brilliantly

against all waste... in barrels


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