Friday, April 17, 2015




dice foundation

whose voice is that opening
o ping escapes there news a
half knee diffe ning in
shape gene from here and
when does it begin un
end rescapes such plywood
of the brain's hemisphere
left right frot amerio
grits ladder identical
to jihadists and the
broken paper dirt dia
lectic halved by each mar
riage soup controled her feet
entity dazzles slate job
unexfully eployed make
words in the grass fish drone
re leased a sadistic tire wind
held forth the “parnassian
ridge” in their little soap con
sciousness )worn in the
hair( collaboration rip
ens in the word floods
philology of corpses o'goose
sir slackers absorb man
agement's appliance poetry
lifted high from the blinding eyes


Chattering through Ivan Argüelles'
anabasis xxxviii” and Jim Leftwich's
Six Months Aint No Sentence, Book 114.

Tuesday, April 14, 2015






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urine







scratch it off

it ch is sue ,“ash
blown from an empty s
leeve” yr neck
f laps ,or's s pee ch's
sticky cob b ,w
here yr teeth's left the
,bog hand raised ,w rote
the door ,or wind ,w
as nothing ,and said was
to rn


- urine shadows in the gutter -
- William S. Burroughs




nodding past the worm

fog my belly
inout hales kee
p nos trill be
fore the seed
your dead lake
crawls




in doubt the snore

issue the rice
k not kkkkk paw
s make a sleeve
bowl lobster and a
rake the dead hair
s lave a way