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
Sunday, October 26, 2008
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.
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
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 linkclutched in gordian splendor, convex code-spiders crawl
crackback, somatose, the crisp green's gone slack, down tracks
we've walked before infrequent. cashackle, don't fall
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
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
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.
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