Saturday, October 29, 2005

Bitches of Lazy Sons

translate something



scaffolded ass
you hear
scaffolded sexual
hunger entry cut
this and maybe all
scaffold shit something
send to something you
want whatever else
or something from get off
fishing grammar, hunting found

a letter post
paste a strike
post your
post I
post ideas
a me journal
post advice
you the around phonetically

cut up a writer
write about it to friends
invert other to send it and
or a translation on me
to give something write something
writing something other

horrible asses write
about regal hate

three ideas,
each post poems,
you might enjoy your get off
from that you really understand
from someone from something
something else that defies translate
I might enjoy go on until you do
to and or parenting
can and that food
and write overtly
for assignments

Lazy sons of bitches

Get off your regal asses and post three poems each.

Ideas:
something horrible
something found
something cut up
something scaffolded from something else.
Something scaffolded from someone you really understand
something scaffolded from a writer that you hate.
Something overtly sexual that I might enjoy.
Something that defies grammar
translate, phonetically translate or invert a translation
write about food
post a journal entry
post the shit you hear all around you
write a letter to me and give me advice on fishing, hunting and parenting, or whatever else you want.
Post ideas for other writing assignments
Get off your ass and write about it
Maybe I can go on a hunger strike until you do.
Cut and paste this entry and send it to other friends to send shit to post.

Sunday, October 23, 2005

To views on the viewing

1. the word order


here the angles are sharper
steps run soft, long
soapstone shadows from light
not of Helios leaving
the church entering
into the water the green
fur drawing hair over hair
before the temptation birthed
out of the self, canals
filled with bicycles and repetition,
smoke in the doorways
piercing past rays through
the diaphonous cloud
sheet, their boats, shoes
filled to the roped seam-line,
but here circled by estuary,
the scythes of bows
reflect the simulacrum of a man
lowering his daughter
into the gray-green
liquid plastic the film
sealing just above

the eyes, the boats against
soapstone pilings call
gulls to a false promise,
even the lapping water against
water imitates the redundant
union, all machines designed
to interrupt, a suitcase
not animal skinned, catches
every laid brick along the canal
walk resounding against
the ears, carrying unnecessaries
toward an awaiting plane
there above breaks the water
even centered on this walking
bridge is the break of television


2.Order the Word


Tuesday 10:30 massage

top of hill
gibraltar
2 miles on left
Windjammer Pizza
3120 ?
blend an orange and cherry
non description to disassociate
source from
popcorn shrimp
chicken tenders
mozzarella sticks
crab bites
that is not a list
each word dropped
picture a consumption
photo claim check
your property is without
warranty and define expressed
or implied meaning not responsible
for changes that may occur
over time stored value
machines only
maybe tyrnstiles
values cannot be combined
purchaser does not have
the right to be redeemed
for cash in discretion without
advanced notice is not valid

come on line break
no complaints in fiction
on and on and only indent
to all providers the overpass
turns back enter the above
code when promted
the centre always
a little further swansong
schwanengesang
pay by roaming
view and manage
service

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maybe used in multiple sessions
please enter

Monday, October 17, 2005

no title

I am drinking the colyte
waiting for the test
a hollywood colon

I am drinking Guara
waiting for the rest
a Winter salon

I am drinking
and my son is
falling
I am drinking to
find the snowglobe that is cancer inside

and the chldren come and go
unable to sleep on the late fall night

The glass breaks
the class breaks
into a million fragments
and I have to go because
i need to be clean on the inside.

My son, my only son
lost like blue fish fighting in the bowl
he is pot and mushrooms
on a Sunday night
and I am bleeding,
Who has time to stop the reign
the powers are too much
tide to pulling to gain ground.
Hollywood colon
tomorrow a semi-colon

a snowglobe
lost in the the desert.

Sunday, October 02, 2005

After Eshleman's questions of being

Is it that god’s will directs me or free will
The leaf spiraling down after the rain
Or that I defy gravity and lift over the mountaintops
A spring seedling unfolding in the Iraqi sun.

I have dreamt about the two rivers, the land of
Mesopotamia and wear the scars of Enkidu in my left hand
Or am I a potential killer, dark slayer of Humbaba or the girl
That walks holding the hand of Gilgamesh

I am responsible for everything I do
And what happens everyday. The way the leaf
Pattern flutters on my skirt and makes you think of my sex.

I am alone beside the two rivers, gravity over the mountaintops
Making them drink. I am the rabbit shrieking in the jaws of the cat
I am the cat unfolding the skin of the rabbit son.
I am no one.