"Peek thru the pines"

2008-07-17T23:28:00.000-07:00

2008-07-07T06:55:00.000-07:00

We came out purple and plain
I think that you did too, within us
wooden outbuildings

Did you think I meant
between the knees a dark and wild
principle, where men and women
combine patterns of larger structure

They were kicking you, Persia
clouds of sky, frightened
forests of cloud. Be still

As I said the dust thundered
past. Not a single tail abandoned
our bodies function our wet stomachs
rising. The devil shall go on forever

2008-07-02T06:24:00.000-07:00

Let us despise many things • You look terrible in that • Come into the closet with me • The last measure of a perfectly demonstrative saint • Where will the patrons arrive through what breach in the stone wall • Let us despise many particular things • The keystone the arch the arch enemy the frenemy • She is my model for how I would like to dress but cannot • I never understood how someone's head could yield such preposterous hair • It is all within the shape my frenemy • Let us despise a small set of things • What she noticed first was the woman's enormous breasts and the fact that she was not wearing a bra • There was nothing either cold or alcoholic in the chest that advertised otherwise • If you stood at a certain distance and squinted all of the icons would match up correctly • Two old men as if were were killers • That looks marginally better than the first option • Touch the wood the plastic the cloth • The saint drifts in over the quince • Let us despise the ratios of the things we previously committed to loving • The cornerstone the lodestone the archivolt the pedestal the column • I remember watching her when she was a baby and multiple • He blamed it all on an encounter with a stuffed-clown though I didn't believe him he was a douche bag • I noticed the two blocks of cheese and my hunger in noticing • The river crept along beneath our feet while we picked up the packages one by one by one • Let us despise things in their infancy

2008-07-02T06:20:00.000-07:00

We came out purple and plain
shimmering, I think
that you did too, within the us
of the wooden outbuildings
Did you think I meant between the knees
where there was dark and wild
the rest of us, insuperable
cabins where men and women combine
like patterns of larger structures
the frame, the castle, the collapsible fort
They were kicking you, Persia
up clouds of sky, emerging in frightened
forests of dust. Be still, as I said
the dust thundered past. Not a single tail
abandoned, our bodies the function
of our wet stomachs rising
The devil shall go on forever

2008-06-28T15:15:00.000-07:00

This is for you for you remember you this is for you remember remember you this is for you the coneflowers and the confetti and the drunk woman in the yard upstairs downstairs she needs a proper chair for you remember this is for you for you for you this is for you for you for you for you the coneflowers and the confetti how long it took michael to get to the house of lust and love not love of lust for you for you confetti how long it took michael to get past the house of grave disgust the woman in her bed upstairs the kitchen basement den the pantry she needs a proper chair to lift her up the stairs for you remember for you for you this is for you coneflowers and confetti and jewelweed in the front and coneflowers in the rear and jewelweed by the box and coneflowers in the kitchen cut in water in glass in the yard upstairs downstairs the basement kitchen den the pantry she needs her son to leave his room that she might be lifted to her bed her pillow confetti this is for you remember this for you is this for you upstairs the window the clock the thermometer took michael to get to the house of love and lust not love of grave disgust upon the hill coneflowers fellating the weed jewel the flower cone confetti not love of grave disgust nor lust for you she lifts into her bed her pillow charm a plastic rock the stems that break to soothe the bites of grave disgust the woman in her bed upstairs the pantry the den the office the books the stacks the drawers she needs her to son to leave the curtains alone for you for you remember this is for you how long it took michael to get past the house of lust and love not grave disgust to lift her up the stairs remember you for to her bed coneflower of love and lust not weed of jewel not flower of cone fellating her son to leave the jewelweed along at the curtain for you this is for you for you this is for you this is for you this is this is for you for you for you for you for you for you for you remember this is remember this is remember this is for you for you for you

2008-06-19T04:45:00.000-07:00

We came out dark and purple, plain
and shimmering, and I think
that you did to, you within the us
out of the wooden buildings
Did you think I meant between the knees
like the rest of us, very small
wooden houses where men and women
bought and sold larger structures
castles, collapsible fortresses, grand
vaults of sky, Persia. They were kicking
up clouds of sky
and those emerging were frightened by the dust
steaming sign in the forest
pressing against them. Be still, I said
as the dust thundered past. Not a single tail
we lie abandoned, our bodies made
aware how wet our stomachs rise
and fall, organic twists inside, the devil
should go on forever, as time has now
flushed meaningless, for now
it seems a substance
oozing into the fen and pipe

2008-06-17T07:12:00.000-07:00

2008-06-12T14:21:00.000-07:00

2008-06-10T06:48:00.000-07:00

FOR FLATTENED OUT FOR FOREGROUND PALMS

We are not a cultivated democracy
of young people and young trials
untested necessity of living
a psychic life of promise can make you
feel bad. Order does not
grant civilization but for combat
every stripe every question
its own inertia
to harmonize back to the promise of a humble
people leave it up to the future.

When the old icon emerged
upon the stage the oaks swayed
luminous with people
who refused to pay. The fucking Johnny wore
a cowboy hat in the sideways
rain. What possible future
how comfortable do you feel
within the vice of your predictions
that family counts their energies
waits for help at the renaissance
horizon. I do not understand
speaking vis-a-vis the social order
hence seduction abnegation
strange work for inconsolable women

Lost we tracked back to the pond
found only the saucer stones
that had been lobbed hours
earlier a diminutive person
held us in sway something familiar
we would see years later
in California. Not yet the trees
break. Let's joke for a moment -azoa!

2008-06-06T16:21:00.000-07:00

ALMOST NOTHING BUT HORROR BLEEDS IN THOSE WHO ATTEND TO THE ANGUISH OF OTHERS WITH THEIR COMPLICATED INSTRUMENTS

The being of a subject it is
in turn an infinite migration
not in any way consistent
but a dialectic of the heart
I hate you and I hate that speech
or science of the reason
comes between us well attested
of the heart and of the reason
irreconcilable the question
in these terms I hate you in
these terms that graffiti love
of love writes they or we
have inappropriate love between
us love and reason is
to enter into a hateful spell
to bridge a superior moment
maybe this is not the garden we
imagined at the outset driving
past the iron birds and iron eye
the birds were perpetually dating
from the power the heart
nor love is what it is
identical in its explosions from
the iron birds and iron eye
quizzing like a lime within a crook
is always beating carrying
argument as a rolled up corollary
does not maintain itself
that love does naught to reason
you away from the heated coils
so what they are entrancing get
the fuck away from
them you do not cease to ruin
and assign the ruin designate the ruin
you do not know how to seize or catch
but thinking is not love
and missing is not love but its
own essence would thus say
all that it could all that you could
by missing it and missing all of them
exemplary force of confession
does not mean that this tradition
is beginning nor that it is tradition
at all the banquets we cowered
beneath the table look at all the ripe
bananas in the waters in the florals
occurring overhead or that love has not
occurred contrary to the deliberating guns
that never miss the target thinking
and by love the thinking love
returns again to thinking
walking beneath the overpass
looking at the engleman's I wanted
safe to say I will be hungry for
a couple months at least that I
will want to engage outside of the
Occident to know it from our history
together in a box the leaves bent
at the windows the underwear in the box
above is in fact no stranger
to any of the figures that you made
against the sheet fidelity abandon
self deliverance by axe denominations
let us kill all the encumbrances
including Jim and Sylvia and Will
and Bill and Louisa the absolute
of all conjoined meanings
let us end this knowledge claims
pointed or ridiculed I grew to
hate the pouch the animal is a series
of bad faith responses to our questions
insistent or insidious without
a doubt that comes so close and closer
to all things the evidence of the power
of fulfillment as we walked into the waterworks
and pet the rabid lamb by the love of hell
the fatherland remains the same
the furthest movement bucking
if we take them all within the copse
singular on the hillside works
how then can we hope to repeat
the things that we have missed once
and universally dismissed and missed
such an undertaking in our absence
pleasure or desire vows sacrifice
we sat in a church-like circle and discussed
the things we wanted to do we wanted
to do nothing but leave the circle
mount the stage draw the curtains
set fire to ourselves in unique
denominations between caress
and devotion the speech you asked for
delivered in the worst of moments that
is why I want to remove myself
to deal and only delicious joy freed
from itself is success

2008-06-05T14:03:00.000-07:00

2008-06-05T13:59:00.000-07:00

I listened to the largest of them talking
in my ear the brutal mention of the ship
stem ranking closer to the pasture over
whelmed by filaments of canuum elementum over
head the writing made a tarnished
lake they all came down head
dresses flaring like the time do you remember
we were illegal between the rocks the hats the
appo frontal asklepios in your
face criss-crossing streams that prompted
entry anyway we could
we watched the people grow obese along the railings
mantles graying little
auks the wizards touch the bluest
water deepest at the edges counter
intuitive so we made the signs turn
north the things were sold against us
watch this pool now look at this apple

2008-06-04T13:27:00.000-07:00

the makest has a lucky hand in
wretched names spelled in grease
moving through the vast happens
would bore the hell out of me
apart, torn up, backwards
wet of the ring in pink ether
the cart elevated the moving
yes, this is good work; burn
out the array of poseidon figures
are one hundred and eighty pounds
with his cello amply strapped
where the plug cements
we returned all of the old cassettes
and were given no credit, had to put forth
long strips of indeterminate origin
the heat sensors were on the top
it was a movie about slavery
both felt negligible at best, as friends
walked hand-in-hand past the large window
with his tongue hanging out, as if dead
everyone gathering around the outline
are not going to eat his food

2008-05-31T13:26:00.000-07:00

exploring a new breed
of oil, in a region
of perfect weather,
floating on gray water

& the holes in the ship
leaking their port
of origin, a fire,
an invasion, a death

less wild, and littler,
tasked at tallying concrete
sparks, flying out masks
for the closing party

in the towering white
branches, a modulated
West Coast, a natural source
of restlessness

better than the mechanical
COME DOWN AND CRY
of these roaring
landslides and inundations,

the PLEASE DO COME into this
wildness, this radical space,
come hacking a second tail
out from your body

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2008-05-13T08:39:00.000-07:00

A whip-stick out is where if a record
of motion were made you might
get a divvying - or if there is swaying
and over swaying the surface
slides like a whip-tilt, like Poseidon's identifiers

High elbow from the blocks
whip kick windmilling
around the dean of wet faces,

the backlit palms
for flattened out for foreground palms
rolling down in cross-film
in seal body roll

Leaching matter a genetic shock
from protean Hollywood
shot by shot
rolled where a shift
No breath in the last
worry-free
flight simulator -
a fluid cane

Crossing if there were
arms and legs
divvy and bundle.
A stick pin.
A brooch hung
with so much curly foam
a god Poseidon

Kick from the quads.
No less real than,
it noses in the tunnel
you in the downpour.
The sun is
to flail for time.
Count - elongate for the count,
A stranger to you.

Jove; Laredo rose;
your perfume has the fluidity
of legs.

2008-04-23T13:02:00.000-07:00

Up close and naked

Passion which fluid before swimming
Far rock ordnances
Crept down the 'ard
Metal formed from blood
Osiers and before ate
Branches in peaks
A valley, creeping bright
Sweat on processed skeet
The bodies leapt in tow
Atop the thatched-off water closet
Asymmetrical gunners and the policia
Fronds form a grid //

// whose on deck
Like they don't have anyone else
My problem; he's got a uniform on
Those albinos
Should let him use the sword
On, weird guy
Carlos, you're drunk
Could I give a shout out to my main salad girl at Pizza Hut
I started losing my hair when I was nine years old
The black, bodybuilding Charlie Brown
Pour some honey on me. Let me see you get really mad

2008-04-22T09:00:00.000-07:00

Tendrils waving

Rockwell in the city

A leafy public waits for the float

Network of public space. The public

Sitting in the open field, gesturing, closural

Actually. Generation's injunction: "Make it

Flat. No less real than laurels

In the round. All tomorrow's

Rest

Cools on the oil-ringed pond

Bellies; Hmm, I choose that one

The blonde and the belly-cream

... I like John, I like Bob, I like Frank

A genetic shock. The sun is falling

Off; the flood opens

A plain forest

Provides a habitat. No real thinking

Clouds the facility

With association from privilege

The addendum: Keep it white, though study

The counterargument

As argument. I love the country

Many windows, many umbrellas, many imprints

Attache

... doves in the beams, the halting camera, the animals

Stuffed into the ladders, withdrawn

Metallic. Steak like Nick likes

This be the city, however

2008-04-12T08:52:00.000-07:00

Leafy tendrils waving.
A city's public remain hidden.
A network of public and private spaces,
a trail home. Real labor
and real history left behind,
caught up in rising motion.

*

Air cools on the oil-ringed pools.
Rows of bellies,
not as smooth and slippery,
ripple and squeeze faster, closer.
The sun is falling off,
fingers missing; the flood opens.

*

A genetic shock; an electric fence;
a flood plain forest provides
habitat for lanterns
and silent hand signals.
Twisted into each other
from the impact.

2008-04-12T08:47:00.000-07:00

Inherited instincts, coming down,
become swimming, fluid legs.

Metal from your blood.
Willow branches raised in peaks.

In a valley, creeping bright,
our hands widen and lay claim.

Asymmetrical
around the body.

Twigs form a grid, blackened
and up close, naked.

2008-03-31T14:20:00.000-07:00

Sing the Song of the New Royale Massacre

truck out the maps
the newly elected thicket
down the leg propped

on the ledge, a song
of steel and plans and snap snap
I want to climb down it it. Clean it

pocked, but I want to comb
the thicket
out, I want to sweat the human
'til night hustles day
beyond the back wall. Where the rams

hit in the head with a bag
of bread like stones
noses in the tunnel
breaking, forwarding sea

caught in profile
in her closet. All of the pieces
The baboon puzzle

you in the downpour
channeling minerals
from the body

I forgot about the white
horses driving through the cradle
You reached into a Chinese box

and it would seem so
sure smelled like it
In granular stereo

2008-03-07T09:01:00.000-08:00

4.

follows a "which":
all other creatures,
multitude of course.

687 must come
scary as tall

suss the hurling
valley doors

stretch a brick
to this precipitate
of nature -

laminate dolphins
hellcats forever

on the hair of
the one
which is hard