fósiles

cave-sopped face be

neath sooner than

an armpit ,reef below

.ah clouds pillowed

out the mouth nest

led fork hides

yr rising shirt the

horizonte was el

fin del aire o el

air agua era

amortajada en

las murallas

piedra caliza

  

...qui tangue et lève un noir beaupré.

- José-Maria Heredia

itchy leg

pleasant corn

flies a neck

cogotillo insec

tívoro ate

eye was th

rough next we

ek a coin

speaks d

ripping ear

dust g rumbles

in the closet

lunch and socks

  

sure

shame fog er

clam indu

cement the log

inside yr leg g

ristle an c

loud peels

yr fork re

growls the

tune in

fanticide was

is the bottle

buried in a

lake will

gun lo mismo

20 sweats a

yer las nu

bes alambradas

pasarán

swallowed

s

ajo ojo ajo ojo ajo

ojo ajo ojo ajo ojo

ajo ojo ajo ojo ajo

ojo ajo ojo ajo ojo

ajo ojo sotted ojo ajo

ojo ajo ojo ajo ojo

ajo ojo ajo ojo ajo

ojo ajo ojo ajo ojo

ajo ojo ajo ojo ajo

hut

node controls

thriving worms the

counter swallow in

digests the teeth and

telephone pocket

vibrated with the

letter suits and

lusty nails or

frenchfries in the

shoe cylindrio

puncture retinal

whirling beneath

the hat cloudy turn

ips’ insect shirt

your fraud photo

capitapit your

cesspit choking in

the fingered gasoline

the week the week

the week the week

the week the week

the week the week

potential chicken

fuck executive

language spieliologist

reinforms the vis

ual caterpillar

pickled in the

basement’s meat

tree nut attrition

center

begins ,explodes

  

With sacrifices from Jim Leftwich’s

Six Months Aint No Sentence, Book 80, 2014

dire fonética

flickering mountains sleep de

Guatemuz las sombras se

lanzan to lose a finger de

sus tumbas polvorosas al

phabets of winged altares

serán sus trickling seconds

siervos miserables buried

in the grass back again entre

dolor y entre cadenas the

trees y tanta sangre ruins

of palaces de los surcos

con sudor que humea

en los campos empty

in the flooded eye

the dark torrentes

possessed by dust y

recuerdos de the

first letters the

names of nieblas densas

incoherent mass de los

males del hombre mor

ning glory and somnolent

water serán las fuentes

del saber why didn’t

you call why d

idn’t you call el

universo os contempla

vosotros flickering red dots

seguirán encendidos a porfía

  

After Ivan Argüelles’ “orphic cantos, 49”, 2014,

& José María Heredia’s “Oda a los habitantes

de Anáhuac”, 1822.

dire fon

week week week week week

week week week week week

week week week week week

week week week week week

week week LUNCH week week

keep it keep it keep it keep it

keep it keep it keep it keep it

keep it keep it keep it keep it

keep it keep it keep it keep it

ética

caragua

cara o agua my

hand slept in a

towel de moscas

plena pleniataúd del

aire mis guantes

aguanto el fin ya

vino la sangre

futilante outside

the wwall ccoins

and a pplastic bbottle

foot bound in a lake

...par voile et vapeur vole et roule...

- Alfred de Vigny

 

a veces

es pora y radica en la

to ponimia en lo ni

mio en lo fofo de tus pi

es afónicos pies que

hahablé de mi sue

ño peperiférico y y eee

eentré y enenttré la se

milla de mi momuerte

de mi mmuuerte mom

omentánea que te

llega que te llega ra

dical y

so  porífica

  

blade

took the sho

rter hairs sp outing

from yr face was

where I caminaba por

el lago zapateado nigh

tly sky resea led with

p acking t ape yr

shorter ch est c lean

shaved a storm yr

pouted sh ape comp

action me ví la

cara sin es pejo bo

ca lacunal un ojo

verde un ojO pie dra

compartido con la hoja

chalchihuitl

 

me

flood suit snore clam sweat

shoal teems loot plow nostril

gate runt damp stone fly

clot lung soap pistol fence

lot task shoulder swat stool

lint flayed welt cold knacker

closet wind toilet flame coil

siezure frog tongue glad to

shimmers sock mind toil mat

weave compression seats loud start

lt

over here

where I stepped and s

tank the riddled cloud

;;;;;                       hat

benched in nor p

lowed the muscled grass

neck’s                     ,,,,,

con fusion in the lock

er room an numb

ers dimming on a

tiny screen just s

tep off here off

here’s the air em

bank ment throw

away

book

  

the shoulder

beast responder ,fog nnote

‘s b last numb er laun

dered in the sosoup yr

fis t remembered in the

spinal ggate or  ...steam

esffincter eff ort sa

id expected chord agkno

tted in yr gneck yr

cloudy socks lifted in yr

uh ,ooospoonooooo──

 

the itch

I spread the window sp

read the breeze will o

pen where the wall will

spread the hand I

held against the gl

ass is splattered with

your blood a hand

was closing in the fog is

churned in breeze

...slope and...

the definition

it was heaving THE the

abstinhocker swoll THE

should was is will THE

be cold in hot the fau

cet shakes THE wind

streaking from THE d

rain what THE is will

THE stop be THE static

mouth THE nodding laun

dry THE sw agger f

olded in yr attic said

THE what’s coughing T

HE singulation scattered

lung The  emptied of its

noun

ho  t  he