
Tuesday, May 27, 2008
Thursday, May 22, 2008
Songs of [in] Experience (4)
[4]
A want of clay. Idols in the brine. A want of sparrow in barbwire. Salted with conviction. To reach distant oceans. Go gently. Not. Glistening flower. Into the water-earth. & bathe your silhouette. Your silhouetted. Flesh is all-surrounding. All surrounding the loss of naïveté with the gain of misfortune.
A want of clay. Idols in the brine. A want of sparrow in barbwire. Salted with conviction. To reach distant oceans. Go gently. Not. Glistening flower. Into the water-earth. & bathe your silhouette. Your silhouetted. Flesh is all-surrounding. All surrounding the loss of naïveté with the gain of misfortune.
Monday, May 5, 2008
Saturday, May 3, 2008
Thru Camera Obscura
for A______
............you needn’t carve
...................nerves
.............into my every
...................surface
...........................to have the rivers
.................................of blood pump
......................................more fiercely
........I’ve a hole
......possibly two
......you can slip
........yourself into
..................become an aperture
..................------ expand------------
.......contract
.......wink me
...into your delicate
.......chambers
for A______
............you needn’t carve
...................nerves
.............into my every
...................surface
...........................to have the rivers
.................................of blood pump
......................................more fiercely
........I’ve a hole
......possibly two
......you can slip
........yourself into
..................become an aperture
..................------ expand------------
.......contract
.......wink me
...into your delicate
.......chambers
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-----
...................... my last chance to be skeletal
......................... ---------anonymous
...........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
& here you will
leave through
a sliver in the door
...................... my last chance to be skeletal
......................... ---------anonymous
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