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Friday, December 30, 2005 it's
easy to make beauty pretending a wrench maybe a fork weren't you the first statue we followed out to the park i'm in a sincere mood candid as new paint and mostly true it's easy to make beauty intending pavement and decisive weren't we the accidents and consonants of such interpenetration i'm not one to sniff at the colds of other happy sluts it's as if an earlier beauty were still rotting in the more weren't the round silences small and camphorous mules i'm as muscular in the morning as the noun's bright skull these
rivers painting us formally ... say ... these stages in our rough politeness ... can't we argue an eruption ... all fastening into ... what says when the children come ... who care when we are words and ages ... i myself an option ... a stick of wondering how to go on ... wet package ... you for scansion's sake an edge of only ... a window ... god in a minute ... then a guess ... then a glare Thursday, December 29, 2005 check
the weather for words ... small pressures arming ... the weather makes it intentional ... i and my vertigo ... far enough up the tower ... weather for an hour then aggravation ... you ramble out to rocky neck for a blue tern ... for words haven't finished in this glassy rain ... words for weather that's the deal ... a ... once or twice ... an unimportant never ... you and i Wednesday, December 28, 2005 two
dark deer in the weave of saying ... an arm out to catch us flattening art in minutes & inches toward me my side my sign ... two dark deer in the way of saying ... this is the matter with it unplowed unfurrowed unsown ... no wife for the washing the watering ... waiting for dinner we're reminded of an old story ... but it's too dark dear ... the cabins are ruined in the snowstory headlines ... turning this way to our accident made me grimace ... it hurt in the weary way an old sore made me ... twice and ripped howling grounded in new music just madness ... i'm gone to my small black blurb ... for comfort it came saying enough is a tough call ... doubly sweet. but
i moved toward the lie that understood our need an instant quicker ... as loss returned its cricket ... were you watching ... actually waiting for content to settle each cross-cultural ... amendment ... so smothered and released to happiness in our class that asians in small boats ... as noses metaphors exposed to all pollen ... circle please after you ... there in my arms a grateful nation ... sentencing itself to linger over pictures we ... begin my
political digital material ... exposed ... exploitable ... and its browsers grazers ... untravelling uncritically ... all in potent publicly explosively ... here a kropotkin pre-eminence ... here a japanese manifesto takes my untold comedy ... far gentler so to assume ... the hey! ... is to assume an unearned mythic casual ... answerable to the question ... perpendicular as art ... Tuesday, December 27, 2005 next
to boys gone all soldiery ... of laughable intensity ... a painting based on imaginary brokenness ... a hero killed to death ... by himself ... left alone next to boys gone all commandments ... scuttled as impossible ... grottos ... cheeks ... moments ... rights ... breath ... you
can tell can't you ... his orders come ... where his order comes ... to small empires ... he's reading out back ... or burning wood ... where american people ... masked cities ... of suggestions ... never the poetry as it's the dance ... always out of breath just at the big gallop ... climb with your eyes ... optical
distortion snow equivalent ... to the actual puzzle ... itself in a ruse to name every part ... itself whose map's now extends light every way ... for charcoal for cinema ... we'll walk a frozen mile or twelve city blocks just to see ... how far the bent brightness ... goes ... oddly on Monday, December 26, 2005 exhausted
white by day ... troubling as an offense ... i pliered a hot one and cracked it off ... knocked it like fright's ... far-off silver referee face down ... time said to solder all joints we need ... a careful accent Sunday, December 25, 2005 postered
as a guest ... breathing in this window ... now presently sweetness ... a glossy popping ... upward and just the kind you wanted ... just perfect & cut from the ... seeds ... impermanent success ... happy to have ... some Saturday, December 24, 2005 for
isn't the part ... right there ... most loved seasons for the equivalent ... bright corruption lightly ... sage ... foreign silver ... mother child ... john wayne's bucket aslant ... far from cookies ... forests and geese ... wrapped blue green ... farther stuffed scarlet ... floral sequence ... no one home forked creek for sale ... no one is speaking ... no one said ... back to finish your phrase currently |