Friday, April 25, 2008

Excerpt from Gutland

.....................all lovers
...........whose mouths were
....................criminal

.................................we have kissed


.....held & gripped the body
....our juxtaposed spines set
...........side-by-side
.......along a prairie’s divide


......crude train tracks of marrow--where nails are
............driven-in, each one deeper, deeper in

.............


.....the horizon line
tapers off into a distant
...............triangle

..............take from me this one source
..of transport, this one flapping strip of sunlight
...............as it splays across my belly


.............................grows thinner as I suck in-----
......................................................hold-----


here you are
& here you will
leave through
a sliver in the door

...................... my last chance to be skeletal
......................... ---------anonymous

Saturday, April 19, 2008

Sea of Her Gash in Parting



what ash-talcum to spore the body in a sea of white warmth as the brow damp with seaspray an octopus dons fresh epidermis.............................you prick your fingers tug a bobbin, it's milky flanges double-up (I think of yarn and wire--think of salinity and vapour parted about the tongue with lips arched and incandescent).)............... I've rolled you on my tongue flesh and found the spittle most relaxing a sheen of silky amphetamines................................ the hair grows wild about the ankles and falls in seaweed bath, dead nettles providing the gimlet of coral teethto shift against, to roll hallowed against.the shore.......................... I display the bone wreckage in a glass jar ..............................you see the sponge humus coarsened and skeletal cremains--all portals between the skin afore the sphere before the magnitude of worlds unspoken we want to feel how the shell must feel as the barren wasteland echoes in volumes as the ash settles into pumice against the brow..........................we covet, tense into cylinders, unveiling the impenetrable breath of rocky surfaces--alone--hollowed-out--counter to creation's bounty............................................ its Beauty.