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the title we just forgot

The Girl with the Pre-Fabricated Heart

Panic on the Titanic

...OK, maybe not!

USS Hartford Limps into Bahrain

Received a phone call from D a couple days ago. Thankfully, he is OK and may be home sooner than planned. Good, because he needs to be spanked for raising the oil prices!

2003 Des Moines, Iowa

Missing my "punk" hair...

Don't Go--V. Georgouti

From an old record I found in Reckless Records, Chicago IL

Ennio Morricone!!

Nuclear Core

from Chasmotica

before reduced to static as a swathing of small measures [the middle damage] a palliative for the skin reticular meshes hide for what roars & begs to be stilled how creeps well in the ground elongated that horrible torrent the “deep-down”sea of tissue mixed with coral

Books

Took a trip to the local used bookstore earlier today--my favorite place to go to find interesting books. On this trip, I came across a book by Lou Reed, titled The Raven, a very neat looking book from 1929 on cosmogony, and a 1940 hardcover edition of For Whom the Bell Tolls, a present for Doug's upcoming birthday. I plan on taking another trip to the bookstore soon to see what else they have. Can't wait!!

Beauty

Four Months After Departure

post-script:

Alethia (with Image by Theoni Tambaki)

peeled away thin, your skeleton
(in the desert bone-yellow as loosestrife)

as in

the ghost-air between
tangled lovers

wearing
no memory more embedded
than that of carnality past

in the imploded skull,
explosion of sperm


when all you’ve sucked in through siphon,
little spills of spoil--I lapped

& wanted more


fucked, absolute,
sucked-up

in the dusted willow
of my hair

you let settle your water fowl,
tempestuously, so upon me--

did you hope it would flee or settle itself before me a shadow of vireo or,
perhaps, a shadow of you, amorphous in the dew that drenched my body?

unsettled geometries

all clustered about our breasts
you, Zephyrus on the cusp, embracer

like Eros

how

I

wanted your Greek--Anemoi--
to untangle me from his gristle

or, in darkness, his vile insides
spilling out-------

gush of upheaval
purpling the skin

& what was matrimonially
laid before it:
memento mori ----




only such
in each of us

mortality
is not easily
forgotten

Musical Interests

I've Been on YouTube lately scoping out new groups, and happened upon some pretty good tunes.
Here are a couple from the selection. Enjoy!

The Presets
Marquis de Sade
Tuxedomoon
The Honeymoon Killers

New Release

My chapbook is now available to purchase at Ypolita Press!!!

3 Thoughts by Blixa Bargeld

first,
i thought:
the advent of the iron age
made the elongation of the male sex
unavoidable
and its main aim
the penetration
the knife, the sword, the spear

second,
i thought:
gunpowder, firearms
the main aim shifted
to ejaculation
and - bombs:
the mystification of the orgasm

third,

i think:
simulation
through screen or helmet
makes this
pornography

Wheelhouse Magazine

Issue 7 is now up for viewing. This is an amazing issue with works from Elizabeth Kate Switaj, Amy King, Andrew Lundwall, Jeff Crouch, Juliet Cook, Kathleen Rooney, and many others.

http://www.wheelhousemagazine.com/poetry.html