Friday, June 18, 2004
faster. cat goes wishing nightly
for fishy substance. a sigh delivered.
we're translucent in our pedigree.
a. soluble mercy. in our stomachs.
also said i there the corner tumbles
into the center we're heaving into
gregarious celebrity with eyes ticked
music twisted into equal pronunciations
said i also there the calling utters
what girl or boy meant to understand
hasn't a career... where words appear
grim gnats... voluble curmudgeons
pay the price for an effigy in breath
just as demands a certain poison confidence
so demands the slip of an icy heart... i'm
a granite tempest slung across griddy time...
come drown... with me... o... daisy days...
Thursday, June 17, 2004
as an axiom it was coffee-jiggered... astonished... axion
nowhere in the dictionary... elytis unread on the shelf... starts
a burrowing through the room... to the desk and... here
what?... an actual moment out from under... summer
mornings... good for shattering... good for thunder...
hush-worthy for timid shudders... a sip of common wine...
things of naught... the sheer... mere
multiplication of words... a stammer
in the heart of an open day's... phrase
you get one and then another... unasked
as unsaid... all gone metallic in meat-fire...
feels like conditional surrender... a blank
space between the table and the wall...
saying this business... a soldered portrait
Wednesday, June 16, 2004
i'd like to be a slash of fire...
a monument of frowning carbon...
herald of the brownish postures
coming... with an axe of moss...
for each of yr pretty pictures... i'd
pay a great price... an urge...
i hear yr a catholic. scratch
the inner itch along the mississippi.
right there in the sun. a question
in a cat's call. you say i am. who
stands outside the rumor. become
the one where many shuffle. ask
for toes. fingers. yowl in a box.
for yr children. numbered clouds.
Saturday, June 12, 2004
was an idea required. my tie
took a breath. an idea for
smiling when the smile is on
my mind. required for service.
but i was not one of them not.
an engine touched by god grace.
suspended in a smile's tick. i
had an idea. was it required.
in his simple city. yes. no.
does not matter when the comet
strikes our telegraph shop.
ideas in the soil find worms go
our flatness. on my hands
irrigates an insect or. drives
me hundreds to the desert.
me. thousands of guesses
me forlorn and a duck here
wasn't i smart. to duck the
swingback... flat or hollow?
one word toward
i'm a rabbit
but to link
others... offends immensely
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