she crosses herself every time a motorcycle goes by one of the wheels the blood roaring into her heart the other wheel the blood rushing out of her heart into the holy world of her bodyfrom Oedipus' First Lover (2009)
Friday, December 17, 2021
she crosses herself
Monday, November 8, 2021
Re: Frigerator
death is the last thing in the freezer but it's stuck on the back wall and you can't get it out without your fingers getting awfully cold and the freezer getting awfully bentFrom Oedipus' Firt Lover (2009)
Saturday, October 9, 2021
The Battle Approaches (cut up after Huelsenbeck)
the rivers your parrots and the towers’ walls have refastened oh you rivers but in freedom bag man female your hands reach into the pockets of your veins gigantic high silk hats the shapes of angels thus you form the hot floods they have pitched tents from a misfortune a great battle passed over you their dazzling eyes lungs livers and slashed throats the enormous ladies’ breasts expand in balloons of the magi armies of photographs your lips’ sleep gigantic high silk hats the shapes of angelsfrom Oedipus' First Lover (2009)
Thursday, August 19, 2021
It Adds a Lot to the Handshakes
my mother brought my two heads west to california there was an oil on us quite young have in my hand a very narrow definition of bridge it’s a lump stretched out flat i would call a doctor except for the siren noise which room was that? hieroglyphics? did describe apparition any? people were living bed in trance experiences bed was terrified it lets loose when it moves around people go there for the family house vistafrom Oedipus' First Lover (2009)
Sunday, July 18, 2021
Around We Go O Western Civilization
never eat anything small about a painful dilemma at first was interested a vast dome from their many three hundred years of kept company trading themselves like them themselves brawn abandoned for centuries with the paw they tried to sign treaties aromatic ways side harmonies the nerve center of the confused renamed bacteria the supreme right to warehouses was the seaport of denial fixed was largely composed to western dress needles to themselves so sing a major religion sing dirt on earth sing it could be cornfields sing narrow worlds collide in orange marmalade saliva the new ocean rolling in see that as a new horizon i am square miles i am islands by the dust motes i am history in three paragraphs i am alpenglow on electric teeth you are out there somewhere toofrom Oedipus' First Lover (2009)
Tuesday, June 1, 2021
Manufactured Dreams
this hot breath of dream out of the brain of your eyes goes straight from your soul like a sudden street run alive then sleeps outside my window the cat hisses scratches glass slaps dreamland the way you’ve staggered off the road but i hear you on the other side of transparency that distance as if you’re using someone else’s lungs as if this dream has been breathing from under water searching its own white scales as squirrels search for acorns in good years it’s you looking for a deity in bad years it’s you looking for yourself searched for as fish foam eludes cats in its water treason as deep bread huddles to stay hot until a window opensfrom Oedipus' First Lover (2009)
Tuesday, May 4, 2021
End
end of the movie movie of the end of the movie end of the end movie end movie of the movie end of thefrom Oedipus' First Lover (2009)
Saturday, April 3, 2021
The Moon's Influence Completely New Tests
to be kings of pork sat it was even from somebody's radio medical knowledge of dinner trays sometimes now it we had teeth very raw you had it on your hands or it's an echo than more terrified garbage neither of us without the ability to work the taste of this arm the war center stinko certifies addition we could so of this elbow away from tears: the music that would snarl noise outside not chain the party is where it enters coming into the box courtroom a vivid applause from recorded memory can you hear it? a very serious animal loose from the squeal from last year there is no deity necessary often againfrom Oedipus' First Lover (2009)
Tuesday, March 16, 2021
Tarzan's Twin
like a moON munching AIRpLANES lIke ARCHimedes below the FLoor plAYing war games on youR cOMPuter one TWIn STarts turns to the oTher ASKS is this HISTORY? only if you beG fOr it after it’S HAPpEned onLy IF you’rE numb to the tOUCH of the twine that YOu Wrap around your knees before you RUN SO THAT YOU CAN CATCH THE PERSON WHO’S FOLLOWING YOU and then iF yOu tRy to remember the Scent Of deBris it’s like meAsuring the MOON’S jaws witH calIPerS FROM a car MADE from the diSCARdED grains of STAle Bread poker chips silicON salt BONE LOrd greysTOke where in tHe jUnGlE is your mansion? can I See it thROUGH the GHOSTs of umbilical fACTORieS BrokEN Time tunnels ape meMOiRs lEonine preTENSIONs hypoTHEtical CIVILIZATIONS SINGING BACKpacks?from Oedipus' First Lover (2009)
Thursday, February 25, 2021
Poem from a Photograph (for Adam David Miller)
maybe the coldness has an air about it maybe the cold air they play in the slow movement of a symphony no comfort the brass frozen over the strings cold smoke the woman exhales and her eyes cross as they disappear in haze that reconstructs itself as flowers at her feet she used to wear them wreathed around her hair free in celebration not that many days ago the third sense is memory i haven’t seen this photograph in several hours now and few of my friends still smoke tobacco nothing to remind me not even dreams of sleep just the roughened smoke of imagined image of someone whose hand I must have held not so long agofrom Oedipus' First Lover (2009)
Friday, January 29, 2021
Three Dictionary Poems
I free: a political of speech being able to ease frankness II ice: damaged come motionless cover with to preserve formal or ice cream III fragile: to break it and staringfrom Oedipus' First Lover (2009)
Sunday, January 10, 2021
Structure
thank the chair and its shadows the backrest pillow laid lazily against the seat the sunlight coming in thank the window and its politics the dappled light of leaves the people who planted trees here the one woman leaning forward as if she can’t hear but she can the artifice of conversation thank noon though it’s soon over even a day doesn’t dictate forever even the privilege of this day even the light feast of noonday socializing come another day light will be light again the day a full day of an again lively earth
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