Friday, May 19, 2006
only because we belong to it ... insofar
as it can ever be known ... we own flower bodies
pricked by each of any many universal points ...
still beautiful performances ... posing us
recording us ... scratched and incisive bleeders
we belong to it ... i said and bled distinct ...
and discontinuous ... as one who belongs to ice
might shiver and then draw a snake ... to represent
his newly expressive assassinations ... endless
idioms of bodies ... attentive humiliations ...
hope in the mayan sun ... long bright blades of
Thursday, May 18, 2006
built bourgeois this increasingly mad romance
of machine of humanity of going on into the now
with our hands and our birds ... playing the palace
... murdering the duke or his lackies ... for private
demons ... stop ... send small denominations stop
whose life changes for a new automobile ... rung
quickly as an early version of The Street Corner Blues
... i'm an uncanny associate ... i'm a hunchback dove ...
who played the boyfriend and took her to church ...
incensed to find ... his victims emotionally ... uh volatile ...
then i promise the musicians a raise ... a pair of parrots
or an occipital flea-cap ... any quirked up thing ... for peace
Wednesday, May 17, 2006
naturally between friends the front row shivers ...
you were thinking in to my life ... i the guerilla
folk artist ... the quasi-naive executor ... outsides in ...
thinking your way from husk to kernel ... in my solitude ...
promised me the strange ... the dream ... the apoplectic yes
my friend in the orange pipe organ ...
my firebird friend ... my el dorado ...
Tuesday, May 16, 2006
in chance you send a place ... i keep it & want
country learning ... to love that & know in place
how far ... i go on in justice & truth ... jumping
in chance of a farther idea ... thinking this in
my place not about the hearts ... but on some fear
that in chance a boy might be lost ... for now as
you certainly know ... all of us trying to be full
now as full always of respect & some kind of joy ...
Monday, May 15, 2006
be smarter than that. if yr not going to describe
the world. then what. then what result accrues.
then what indignity will you pursue. a dream.
or worse an imaginary something. be smarter say.
i was born. and then it started. and goes on.
yes and read in the books where it says. i was born.
a continual brightness. an excoriating theatrical
experience. surging with shocks of recognition.
and dramatic fire.
seconds at night
of our house
as more than
all this the unutterable as ... precious ...
the too precious with all its hands on some thing ...
my rivers run my trees ... my pretty little birds
all for you in feathers ... you in the nowhere ...
out standing ... a new postal zone what ... unsaid
& rosy in black ... what it what as a door it's an
smuggling borders across dynamite planes ... here we go searing ...
traditional song begins in poignant fugues ... on weather ...
what is that ringing tripling every three seconds ... a spell
for six hands an ecstasy roundabout ... of street cleaners ...
in a clinical celebration ... each receiving a new folk music ...
for finding patterns go outside ... gather a full choir ... go
i'm just languid in this torrid phrasing ... i'm just less frothy
Sunday, May 14, 2006
flashier than what. than yes sir. with an action figure
punctured. a sharp red fist is all. you see in the slumped
balloon. twelve deep breaths. constructed fundamental
as a teacher a daydream a tooth fairy tree house. built
silly. as sneaking up on the unsuspecting.
we make our fingers characters in the play of a great bickering
couple. i was god and you were god's friend with a white balloon
and i pushed you into pulling it down. into touching range. and
Saturday, May 13, 2006
he's ambitious to be published. he says he has
something to say and wants to be known for saying
it. known. for saying. it. ambitious to be known
for saying it. in ink as in breath. to be known
for having said. it comes to him sometimes like
a girl or as a girl. sometimes it's just a girl
in fact. a girl he wants to look his way. a girl
who looks a certain way he's known maybe once. a
moment hungry for each of other moments to come.
they are arriving and he hopes to be among them
with a girl. will it be in bright lights or sun
light. will be said and known to be said will it
a problem memory. marks we're not used to
the keeping of any promise. or rain on us
or plunk any number of petals some driven
brown. down as remembering the enclosed &
entitled to say. i wish the day was great
as the night. it's all made of wanting an
opening. to stamp. saying brother of mute
magic. take a chance that what you mean i
said you meant & went on saying a longing
said. there was that time. so here it's o
captured answer. i'm spitting out our war
i'm spitting out our farthest parts. here
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