Sunday, October 26, 2008

By Appointment Only

Yesterday I clapped my hand around the air and
summoned a new sound

Yesterday I crisped the edge of my thumb with match-flame

Yesterday, it was a sullen saturday with all its
marbled sunlight cracking on the faults of my
eye-glasses, I noticed that when the tip of my
tongue touched my taught lip, it made the hum
of a deep reed and smelled like nothing I have known

Tuesday, October 21, 2008

With the rattle planet

Might you once machine, once machine and crack filament
once machine and crack filament on longitude and latitude
crack filament on fistule and firmament, crack
Apositive.

Monday, October 20, 2008

Haphazard

God Save us! And there is nothing. Drifting we can lose ourselves again. I have loved you. Warbled tongues slowly mutate, grotesque grow until slowing low the sweet refrain once more. I have loved you. Carrion, Morrigan sings and angling most marvelous she smarts the whole host. She classes them with giants and leaves their bones for glue. Fomorian, from me to you. Let us gather up a great host of gaurdian demons to ravage her. Let us cower beneath hedges and hollow barrow graves and soon someday there is another dream of forever and a day. Let us take that dream and, Fomorian, bring their bones to the boneyard where they will whiten and dry.

Wednesday, October 15, 2008

Mad Jennie

Foreign light marbles her brown stare
In stumble-upon fashion I cluster my fingers
and run them
un-confounded moles tunneling through the mass
her clumped hair

Foreign to mass, shifted cobs and webs locking
where there are dark crops, their curious
same-style seams, coded at every level
and farm fashion
mollifies simple hares in finger form thumping
the coarse ground by her seat on the
crop circle's curve

Shadeways slip down corn alleys and in their
recesses a cat eye cuts the darkness with a
glint - ominous, as her favored mouse glances,
doubts, and is devoured

Friday, October 10, 2008

Cardiff

Milestones on the water, a lily pond pasture for the last coastline
A causeway of whales warbling out on oil slick sea

Damn you, fisherman.  I have stepped from stone to stone on
alder bristled mountain and loved no others but you and yet.
Across the water slipshapes stumble in the waves, bearing
in their bodies the secret of your first and only name.

Saturday, October 4, 2008

Cancel my subscription, please

guardlines linked, chink by kinked chink crossing
clutched in gordian splendor, convex code-spiders crawl
link by link

crackback, somatose, the crisp green's gone slack, down tracks
we've walked before infrequent. cashackle, don't fall


more THAN forceps slink, dArkened, to where we prop pluto
and adumbraTe tOrpid ogreS curled in root knot
beneath the calloused tree's many million cancered rhizomes
stretching frenetic for mortuary funds and falling forms
overcome from shatreem, follow now, follow, watch un
crass and martyr slums folding and cracking weakening
link by link

Wednesday, October 1, 2008

Foil and Fire

Uncurl, shifted crennelate, spark-plug passion 
glowing again.  

Drive, the shaft smooths then cracks, the submerged
piston presses and sheets fold and flutter in

Crack-ed far below the kraken stirs.  An ebon 
fault line filled with suck-stud arms.

Matched with doubled turns, tracks melt
un garden. Four slipped.  Four fell.