Saturday, November 6, 2010
I saw Russia while lying like a masturbated pancake, exhausted, across a Florida Interstate From that vulnerable driveway of death I saw every vein in my eyelids, and wildly predicted my life’s ports of call: Antarctica, Louisiana, Cuba, New York (always New York City) grafted flax bruised quarter liberal pumpkin vile condom thickness of highway [...]
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You own what is left of the irresponsible asides, the lunging gossip and the hoary retorts. They addle your relationship with the greatness of resignation, the satisfaction of ignorance, the simple joys of disdain and unspoken tribulations. You remembered the words, each one, as they rose up from your unplacid sleep, biting your morning as [...]
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when the music’s over. shut the snap on the useless travel satchel. until the end i see me in a hoary motel room pecking at a tiny keyboard, the text landing far away, deposited as evidence and ceaseless accumulation, invisible to me. I don’t want to see it. Like Dmitry Kolesnikov, the Russian naval officer [...]
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I found you in that gray yard, politely brimming, policing the clearings in a stranger’s house. Listening to the radio you wanted to intercept the meaning of what was heard, the anthill-like spaces, deep, filled by the chatter of announcers, and you saw the sound fade, its colors hung. A hidden doorway threw itself open. [...]
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HEAD CREAMED UNDER GRILLED HONEY . FLAMBÉ JAZZ BRUSSELS PANTS ASUNDER FRESH THUGS OF DISDAIN SELF-LOATHING PICKING MORALITY PUNS SQUASHED UNDER COFFEE AND VICE . ON CRUXES OF GHOSTS I LUMBERED, A PHANTOM THROUGH THE MOMENTS OF MY LIFE, A DARK TRICKLE OF EXPERIENCE WASHED INTO DUSTY TUBES OF MECHANICALLY IMPOSSIBLE RESURRECTION . PRESSURED HEATHENS [...]
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Wednesday, April 14, 2010
O dark charlatan, snap-brimmed flip flops clapping between the earth and you, listen, listen for the vacuum that forms the fistfuls of words frowning in your pockets. You know the words that others will understand but you refuse to arrange them, decrying them as cheap. So take it easy. Handlebars on the platter. Jugs of [...]
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I could not sleep and so I explained it’s part agony, it’s part hard-on, it’s the dull buzzers from next year, it’s the choking miasma of unconcoctioned aftershocks headfully hustling where dancing girls fear to tick, it’s Ronald Reagan grinning like a dust storm under rented Chevrolets driven on voided alleys and computerized fields, it’s [...]
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idiot grimace followed violence burning vibration hollering streets choleric frays nubile crooners humpty jumps ice rabies bowery triumph spool thump ablative face languid Linus I want a pine needle that sounds like rat forest that sounds recyclable that sounds like strawberry sounds like munchable looks like staple friezes not like popochondria much like bubble placards [...]
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If you wrote poetry as a youngster you may be cursed to remember it for the rest of your life. Worse than the laughing stocks of “Exquisite Corpse”‘s Body Bag but not lively enough for kitsch, these verses are literally unspeakable. Their nubile limpidity retains a jingle-jangle innocence. Moments of dark exaltation see you blurt [...]
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