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Friday, April 07, 2006 muted
pix in morbid spots ... blue voices in blue material ... losses ... there's a ... nothing funny now ... just a lot of suspicion ... just a lot of looking out ... guessing as
a portrait god ... stirring the coffee ... the smoke ... seems ... (weren't you the one i saw) ... reliable enough what you'd expect ... after a waiting ... pleasantly and unfactually surrounded ... these pastel maneuvers make us nervous ... nothing ... to wear ... i'm listening and not hearing ... but not ... there in the opening door ... all our old professors wheezing & handing us on to the next darkness ... leaf leaf in profile leaf in scale ... to yes and no ... and each blur between each yeah and each leaf each no ... the nature of the print smudged Thursday, April 06, 2006 that's
worth standing Comedy in a old mayo jar about half full of ordinary tap water ... then i Hear there gets to be ... generous Rooting and Flower not unlike an image of Saint Egg's red kisser ... bounced from The When Club for going all rubbery and cold just as these secret service guys unscrew The Cap ... stick in the knife ... from the upper world we get these Visits limbed
and crammed in one ... here i got no faith in what day is it ... no reason in a black pen ... limbed as an orchestra and crammed as a theory ... i got no quarto but i brought my autonomous branches ... & eyes i
would avoid those eyes after that ... instead of scars we get slaves ... and we drive them to the library ... we stand in the closet and read more poetry ... to follow you back ... i would avoid any look ... just play the guitar one-handed ... amazed like a word then with corpses we get new notions ... temporary flexibility but still ... on the street in passing or in a room ... the looking is too much ... or i jump into these billboards ... a surprise Wednesday, April 05, 2006 that
floor ... fundamentally changed i collapsed in countless ways ... practically & genetically consciously & personally ... happily & secretly poetically & responsibly ... actually finding floors beneath floors ... pleasantly & musically tuned to this newness ... a world upside down & pressed to my melancholy ... i'm in the notebook now as rose petal deaths-head wing ticket stub ... the times we had were something ... wasn't i ... the mention or the underclass ... the veteran sky subborned
... and stood still ... as the rest of us watched ... water bells ... a whole or them tangled in brownstem ... a portrait and an incision mattered for good ... new terms coming soon ... to us Tuesday, April 04, 2006 it's
that i had the nerve to do it ... and kept at it years at a time
... there with every right and glimmering confusion ... like oxen ... we ate lakeside ... we ate oceanic ... even cosmic ... which enters ... a single cell ... dimming to dinner lets us injure each ... and even every conscious draught ... loose at last from the prairie named after hands and feet ... ruined territory we resemble fatherhood ... we assemble doubly and triply blank ... we come up ... undone and grinning in multiple exposures ... lucky ones willing
an accessible outrage then finding a goat in traffic ... there's the justice ... i wanted a happy dictum and found a goat ... veering away from a catfight ... an ipso facto mountain goat of comprehension ... so shallow the goat strikes its mightily horned head ... even at the deep end ... that it was televised and re-played on the hour ... a veritable necklace of goatish moments ... these completed or even finished the goats ... who conceived at last a happiness Monday, April 03, 2006 i
meant never touch this ... my burning psychology problem full of the way like moonlight ... i love to be loved and shameful to be not love ... my delightful psychology problem makes me an apologetic as a ponder ... is one out there in rebirth saying he is no good .... my notation and care is broken into lists i meant ... never obvious and unloved but singly quiet or industrial as collections in breathing come to me ... i accept any fact of old and confounding me wounded
book and ... open ... i sore and wounded the book in ... its genus and species sorely open in a thousand pages ... will you read it will you read it in this order ... one as it reappears while the fog falls away ... two in a physical emergency ... useless but ... three as another critical or pointless escape ... four just after it arrives just out of the box ... five a few years later ... you'd forgotten ... six as the last poem going on and out ... going off and in ... seven for the treasure it leaks ... eight then start with the geographical index ... nine once i've given it twice i've bent it back three times ... ten is thirty chances you've had by now ... to read the wounded ... sorely wounded ... opening ... Sunday, April 02, 2006 holy
time and rusted things ... a cause in my harmlessness i have no harmlessness but an acre of impetuosity ... goads and stories ... you were saying i had the eyes of an elk ... or was it the pride of an elm ... a ride on the el ... o holy time and trusty things ... still things ... that never happen ... i baseball in the fire ... i known returning as largess ... i for youth of patron saints ... high cage of chafing larks ... sun thought and strident ... i path of legitimate light ... as
any machinery for morning and a few big ... perceptions ... any of the whole circulation or side ... really ... or any tide you can name haphazardly ... unhappiness ... any or to say most of them ... executed ... or any talent as a thick-handed ... wanton ... then there as a willingness and unprovoked ... pride ... then or ever as any suffering motto ... hidden Saturday, April 01, 2006 what
is the second the second day of the week ... as the second day after the first ... i saw the day before it saw the day before it's lost and then found in the second i saw the day ... becoming itself the day looks at me ... for hours or knots of moments and i'm there on display just as it becomes one of my own best second days ... or just as i name each moment a game of standing up and by a slow next one and a next one ... for good & as a second a shaken hand answers this is the second day ... this 1 back to finish your phrase currently  |