Monday, July 15, 2019

Had To Be Ritual Space

when first faced without god figures
and a very pan angry
ignorance
not faced itself 
the tapes    concert halls    and sports
make a noise
and produce mural worship

at home we come out of the ends of newspapers

a line being drawn

it is fascinating to obtained through our creative discovery
through a chimpanzee laugh
them after
viewing it seems that we do
very fast
but calling loudly





from Cyclone Fence (2007)

Friday, June 21, 2019

War Poem

HEY!    dough wanna fight?
HEY!    dough
HEY!    dough
HEY!    dough wanna fight?
HEY!    dough
HEY!    dough
HEY!    dukedukedukeduke
HEY!    dukedukedukeduke
HEY!    dough
HEY!    dough
HEY!    dukedukeduke    fight?
HEY!    dukedukedukeduke
HEY!    HEY!
HEY!    doooooooo
HEY!    akakakakakak
HEY!    dough
HEY!    dough
HEY!    dough wanna fight?
HEY!    dough
HEY!    dough
HEY!    duh



from The Troubles (1993)

Monday, May 27, 2019

Contact Lenses

where’s my bathtub?
gotta simplify things:
plastic streets of this dream in front of you
bobbing as you walk
a guillotine has a cutting edge
and cold faces

walk again
like a fat woman inside a skinny woman trying to get out
like a     huge
simplification
like poverty swells each time its name
is turned into ceremony

has pinball been invented?

where have i been
looking for your knees?

contact lenses 
dropped on command
biplanes ascending from an emotionless sea
bubbles bursting beneath your feet
one lifetime obsessed with the flying dutchman
is one too many

who inherited
this paper
command
that they cover     an entire ocean
in plastic

and ready to walk
no bathtub beneath them
on water?



from Cyclone Fence (2007)

Tuesday, May 14, 2019

Five Dictionary Poems

I    round:
            the rump
            a circular case

II   name:
            as we called him
            reputation

III  fare:
            to be in a well
            eat transportation 

IV   fate:
            to be incapable
            and the blue dye obtained

V    favor:
            to help resemble
            approving








from Cyclone Fence (2007)

Saturday, April 27, 2019

Romance Is Relived

old who joys      death
could criticize the woes that go
with trouble

and particularly a spicy romance
calculation of shirts
tonic
would have recognized its making

brew:
trouble no

will     reached     and     are:
 1) always be too much for us
 2) heaven and it was syrupy
 3) because it says the discussion is over
 4) are not mine
 
no devil        will roll and stare
no roll and stare        is possessed
no devil is
no is possessed

someone i love? 
speak to me for weeks
has large eyes        hourglass:
one in joy will always be live enough
    





from Cyclone Fence (2007)

Friday, March 22, 2019

Sno Ring

s leep in glik e a
   cor psesno 
      ring
   allth e air
  in toy outh 
   en back
  ou tag ain
   emp tyno
      w





from Cyclone Fence (2007)

Sunday, March 10, 2019

Bull Tin

fessiona
memorandu
corpora
rsonnel
utsourc
ganizati
ccess
laid off






from Cyclone Fence (2007)

Saturday, February 16, 2019

Forward

a small fuzzy dog
checks out the lamp post
sniffs a little at its base
then decides against it
goes back to the task
of pulling the famous author
on her leash down the street



Saturday, February 9, 2019

From the Fog

the surviving fragments about fog:
 couldn't understand why fog
 very direct to fear
 surviving an angel
 the word peace
 expected to from my fiancee
 was fond of oratory
 died in the enclosure 
 others are humorous a hundred miles
 i was not yet asleep
 approach life force triumphed
i recognized a rock        a tree
that long-windedness which was to be avoided
a crumbling mass of something i did not have
that vision immediately returned
 of the living
 a kind of light near me
 a vast luminous halo
 the mist spreading it beyond shape
  beyond treatise
  beyond predictability
   to his lips
   this secret
   i can see
   as i drift
   apart in its coolness






from Cyclone Fence (2007)

Thursday, January 31, 2019

Four Dictionary Poems

I  see saw:
  
  up and down
  contest
  or struggle

  site ends
  of the other goes down

II security:
  
  being secure as
  fear or anxiety

  freedom from given

  pledged to make an evidence

  ownership of cures

III sampling:

  technique pose

  a small part of people

IV revelation:

  communicating divine
  humans





from Cyclone Fence (2007)

Friday, January 25, 2019

Cats and the Moon

a full moon blue in a blue sky
invisibility holding its wonder from itself

a cat claws at it despite that
does a blue moon taste like cheese 
or like chicken?

consider that string of clouds 
that hold the moon up
you can see those    even in an airplane
though to passengers 
the string looks like cotton
and you can’t hear their song 
for the engine noises

i love the sound a jet engine makes
i love the noises i can’t hear
from planets rolling like kittens on a blue carpet

on another planet 
they make up stories about earth
about their own moons they can’t see either
about their own cats that fly from roof to roof
trying to find a way to hypnotize each other






Tuesday, October 2, 2018

Paint Makes the Man

room
comes when a man’s reason is away
full about these clothes and
to entomb itself
superiority on its part perhaps
paint makes the man     and that’s all
it was as if     there on display
group or a whole country’s horizons

 found a nail that long on the stairway
 found rain on the skylight an entire mist
 fill em up here surprise that there was
 a pill when opened december already
 grand lit square of sandstone downtown’s river drifting in
 contraband bite accompanied by dunes     settlers






from Cyclone Fence (2017)

Friday, September 14, 2018

W'

        w        it 
 w        here
 iding
 in        mym        outh?
 the       ni’ll
 tilif        indy        ou
 myear        y
 ou
 myear




from Cyclone Fence (2007)

Saturday, September 1, 2018

Heat of the Meeting

i was burning the globe of the identical
slow liquid eye
but it generates smoke though it's hard to believe

this flow drawn
eros and thanatos
also freely

and love like a second thought
i can hear breath
in this warm        that heat
and in hell
and yet when you draw back
nineteen forever
i feel the coolness

rocketing like generals        nuclear cephalus
this is not the last look possible
if that kind of love
in the slow        could you not want it warmer
want the heat of that meeting
this comfort only once?




from Cyclone Fence (2007)

Friday, July 6, 2018

Taste

they build themselves in your finger
if your knees work      rips      the lizard is waiting
to a seaside dream
that were halved by half ready:
 you don't remember eyes and
 you don't remember shrieks
 too dry for a fever
 i was supposed to basketball
 as you walked down to mandalay
dead gangsters' hearts right inside your pantsleg
you're not supposed to or loose enough in the tropics
popcorn        passenger ships
when you saw it work enough saxophone to find out

ah the road to mandalay
where the frozen dinners play

play
in thirty years of roads about to go off
in the vision is being taste
in popcorn
in saxophone
it isn't easy giving feet without one
is it worth   taste?
that you saw in       taste?
to afterwards         taste?
you thought of        taste?
whatever              taste
carries that theology
the door opened
and a guitar rumbled
a giant pizza appeared on his bedroom ceiling
taste
he said







from Cyclone Fence (2007)

Friday, June 15, 2018

Archaeological Site

call a plumber!
this helicopter
                     is digging
                  between my temples!
        french fries!
jail!       shoulders!
     knit flags!
politics are my balls!
ape hair    all over the floor!
the middle of dogs doesn't even have
its rubble cleared!
sundays     forbidden
are sold with more sanctity than confetti or scarecrows!
please!
call a plumber!
my walls have been running
and i haven't seen them
for weeks!  






from Cyclone Fence (2007)

Saturday, May 26, 2018

Culture

i have to check your history at four-thirty
all the roman ruins of dehydrated bacteria
all the viral cave paintings of galloping infections
all stretched up and down among the hills and dips
of all the beggars holding previous diagnoses in their broken paws

but now     i want you to take this
volume of medical lore that i’ll leave you on your nightstand
look through the pictorial representations
tomorrow i’ll give you real ones in a vial
the art from the museum of my soul
the winding and unwinding of the dna of my own civilization
the light that transcends glass
to make its own moon on the wall so to speak
can you sing?     can you sing to this?
your notes will float you away
this cave art newly manufactured
these paintings made of smoke
this memory of their genesis too hot to hold
for longer than the second it takes your mouth to say lifetime





from Cyclone Fence (2007)

Monday, May 7, 2018

Wall Awe

noW ALL AWakE
alL nOW awake
awake All now
alL AwaKE now
AWaKe now all
NOw aWAke aLL









from Cyclone Fence (2007)

For the Resistance -- Be Woke!

Saturday, March 31, 2018

Achilles

bronze challenge development
development challenge bronze
challenge bronze development
development bronze challenge
challenge development bronze
bronze development challenge




from Cyclone Fence (2007)

Monday, March 19, 2018

Last Purchase

civilization won't let you in at the table top
thing in the cold
unaware of
part of you
the dream    cool
of jungle under your hands
the part of
when your throat hurts

but often death is less organic but you
a short fast life
these live in    as the clouds move
last purchase
the flood is too cozy
you can't    see them
part of you    the part you    the part of
and can't for the freeze









from Cyclone Fence (2007)

Wednesday, March 7, 2018

Buckets of Talk (for Judy)

the throatiness of your voice
naked
like a rug
of fine jungle under your words

i walk home stolen
part of my brain    social
a mythical breakdown
a mysticism of canals
someone mistook me
almost
hid behind a skin
a shield of leather
haphazard radio sputtering around my fingers

water runs uphill
fish fly upside down
hills rise past the point
where you can see them touch the sky
safe in its vast blue ocean

buckets of talk
liquid joy
a fish came home in good weather
after a long walk in the desert
your voice travelling
under its fins



from Cyclone Fence (2007)

Friday, February 2, 2018

The Measure of What You Asked For

saint ophelia is a beautiful town
so bring me the sleeping bar net
pit him a lot of opera
and careful not to follow the directions of just any dust mote
not the king    not the warrior
just open space on prairie wisdom

a painted box on a dresser made of bear fat
she opens it and pours out a song about weasel heads
why they're whimpering    what she did to earn that
this time a hand plunged into time in search of its own body
then caressed itself in a hairy cling
    the interloper that will marry but will not be translated
    the anger unseen of midnight at an unopened door
    while decoded missile controls chatter among themselves
    that such a child will be as we

so this guy goes into a bar    says
give me the flying dead crows of my despair
so the bartender takes out a crowbar    says
all wings are the essence of flight
would you like a double?





from Cyclone Fence (2007)

Friday, January 19, 2018

Fable

someone else should tell you the story
about the day all the people
turned into pigeons

suddenly all the buildings were taller
and you could fly to the top
of any building you’d choose

   then    near dawn
   six a m the next day
   everybody changed back 

   nobody could fly anymore
   but everyone around
   had a new sense of wonder
   every time they looked anywhere
   even down to the ground

Tuesday, January 2, 2018

The Return

at ten-thirty the forest closes down
the animals come into the coffeehouse
you can tell which animals are which
by their gait and their posture

some of the animals have to stay outside
giraffes are too tall for the ceiling
whales are too wide for the door
the imaginary ones    the ones beyond mythology
the ones you can’t see anyway
probably got in here first

they fill up all the empty spaces here
you breathe them    they breathe you
the latest taste of your coffee lingers
the drama within you is something that
you’re not sure you know anymore
but somehow you feel
more comfortable about it








Monday, December 18, 2017

End of the Great Migration

look    dream you requested
aren't the ones?

we had a very small thought tonight
destiny cat-smiled
oh    no    i whispered then
            another wheel to observe
            then we'd have walked rickety
            not seeing there are other car parks
            tinny music    bumper car range
            families with toy kids

              i was
              generous balloon
              expanding well

                 he other world's dark outside
                 you can hear it yowl
                 and i    just one national crisis
                 played rainbow on the front steps
                 it was too early ahead as time
                     so i petted the spider and her covered wagon
                     the whole pirate family
                     listened
                     sometimes i'm my own grandfather






from Cyclone Fence (2007)