The Crystal Clothing

rustling in the wall socket where I used
to see ,the bed fumbled and a c
lock gristle salad lobbed across the h
all just black and thumbed my L
entes bristled in the soup my sleeve
dangler smokes and clouds the
pen double .farting shadow ,tea
shattered like a plunger in the
lake ah cough into the outlet


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stable an tumescent .juice .claustro na
pping in its grease a Stun Sun Shapes
and my cough-clasp kinda thready ,sewn the
weather bombs the corn the soaking whis
tle o my gaze the numb er re versal ,cut
off the buried beneath the steps .the sugar f
loats away and my ,ink cash ,dung knee ,th
roat fallopian lubrication counting



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The Last Ash

spoon thunder gate I swallowed nap my
grease nodder coughed the page I che
wed .forked the wall ,or forking ,fa
ster ,followed the insect cross a dit
ch my streaming cloud hat my sneeze
fall my inset dental floss gushing in
a drawer .so my hand I chewed ,muscle
leaked ,bordered on the mapless map or



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The Temple Smokes

bun ,hasten ,labpse convection throatly
tempus floods it ,laundry on the gate
.the sore shadow ,glistening flab remotely
)calms the mud( my wife or knife un
der my warming arm .the cold cuts .the
connection plate turns my face inversion
pillowing in the wind I climbed the crumbling
steps and slept against the blackened
stone




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a
and
crawl and blast
fuel and nine
ape and cluster
shoe and schlock
brick and mule
dick and umbrella
boil and name
call and fry
shade and pork
horse and rock
junk and sock
swarm and primate
one and kerosene
boom and shuffle
and
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,
a
funnel a shoelace
bomb a bedspread
foam a elbow
nod a lightbulb
placate a nostrum
fend a sword
dagger a fence
knick a silence
light a neck
nudge a spray
sleep a bullet
tie a pouring
a
a
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Quality of Stone

the lunchy stone slumber gasoline and tongue
the crunching form the number ,ash and lung
dancing on a stone and burning eggs ,the stomach
sandwich the toilet skylight the churning legs
swirling toward the gulf stiffening in their
oil and smouldered suit my wrist was can
celled my laundry lost in lunch o soil I
calmed my face in plunge my eyes in

place


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Swallow It

ah my nap coat my mudded streets a
gainst the frothing signs the rain and wind
ow fattened toward the towering comb
.I shutter in my eyesight mail the lid a
corner sleeping in my bloody feet o rinds
of chain and home !nails rusting in the gut
ter my shadow turns around my flower my
“song” tumbles past the stage



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the
the knocker balloon
the bull nostril
the blunder phone
the apt tooth
the corn swallow
the ash double
the mute cheese
the silence cord
the char mirror
the maize gullet
the able brush
the screwed wire
the sheer stink
the wurst glove
the
,






the
pencil lout the
crash foul the
mine natter the
list lint the
dead lens the
mortar pool the
mime nickel the
tongue lamp the
feather text the
broke stink the
hole stutter the
crawl dust the
mortal lake the
gesture coin the
jaw bulb the
the

Slough of Nutrition

slaw clamp ,mud day ,treatment of the sledding
cheese a gasket moulds yr sandwich and your
sloppy log boils .greasy like yr mouth bubble
)steady fog in speech( said the sucked in shoes
.anhydrous song ,bombing loop the soup knees leaking
out the basket fog and lightswitch ,what I st
umbled past in too much light or ,too mu
ch trouble in the lamp a

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Less Than Substance

neck and formal ,slab of emptyn
ess contraption logo fluttering in
my head your lap creep mighty f
labness en el lago .gas phoned
reamer ,muscle clock ,dance and cru
st gully where my faceless green my
“padded sore” creaming in the soup’s
ah strong luggage ,greasy arm shining
in the sink !

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blow )the( dump
shave )the() soup
blame )the( corner
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rant )the( date
accuse )the( sidewalk
hair )the( sandwich
wind )the( turd
call )the( glass
mist )the( blade
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.
the
the
shoulder the clock
ask the shoe
gaze the luggage
mile the sand
page the snore
card the laster
junk the toilet
file the pail
jowl the jolt
sigh the sender
age the plaster
phone the toolshed
the
the
the
the

The Hole of Time

crashed through that lens’ nightly crystal st
op my coughing trash sandal //hop hop\\ breaded
leg and I snapped the earpiece .the tomb hash t
he wrist leak the \\flooded socket// saw my
thumbing loaf .my rocks crawl and gutter my
hands circle in my sleep my sleep thought for
got .my slawn face my .blooded window
,rice sandwich bubbling in the laundry

wAtch

lung


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Water Is In the Mountain

my page leak my numb smile hanging in my sh
irt lapsed fog wrinkled index of the hash last
night you raised the bowl .spoons and files .flies
.speak a comb your stage of saturation glossy ha
nd itches beneath my belt your nails cru
sted with my blood that looming tree beside
the crumbling steps that falling hair those he
ads steaming in a well .so I slept be fore the




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Docile Cage

o tumbrel singing in my nostril keyless face wringing
in the slaw-filled air my rice contraption blooms my
foldered padlock isolate or suited plunger falling
from the toilet cluster stage or stair rooms or
looted backseat springs from my retention of the
contents closed the floor so I stepped off into
place .nothing here a stone .water or remember
frothing nothing lunges up an b

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Sock the Puppet

lungly buttered .ambulate .sleep your foot my
.pustule slows and .combinate .aspiration of
,the dust .my mouth o pen my choke sort
.leap aside ,towel the phone .sag ,clone
,buy ,crawl .reach a number thigh why
ask .it’s obdurate ,focused ,smoked and
nominated for a ,tube release and foamy
scars exuding light


the rodents


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Foggy Throat

what my dust retention nominated ,icy crude
roiling from the see bed all the lobsters crowded
in a corner of the smoky temple where the
eggs are burnt my knowledge seeped away my
brooding legs dangling in their underwear ,just
shaved and pale )I( was combing on the
roof the tines broke off the light let in



so boiling








Crystallize the Face

my lock ,misty finger ,the collapse the clasp
a grassy tower fisted ,clockface water
fire in the shingles reeking bed my mulch in
dex .truss or threadbare one your nekkid
glow alumination of my cheeks I splat be
fore you felt my calming rise .below the
cheese the cheese below the treading rain spra
ddles toward my slower head my

clock tooth

ear index






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Ha

splashing and clawing ,buttered hat your ,hair
electricity ,drying nose my ,washed the wallet
mumbled through the clutter my airy hose
.that mouse mist ,in the stumbly pool ,flies
and cash reaction to the window in my head
.blow wolb blanket teknalb funeral larenuf
ah ah ah .what I lobbed ambulation-wise
,terror hash ,inmanent immanent ,throaty
through the redeem the rust

or

crusted song










foot








Forget It

the crawling rain the table wind the outer
phone squealing in my underwear the knockout
)page( crumpled in a tree aim to sink and
grin ,tie off my feathered tongue .the gate
gaze the slivered plate ,my contraption ,ut
ter fog and sneezing sleep .the headline weather
outer crunching ,soup crusted with salt I .ans
wered .smelt a name ,crowded on the list of
gasoline


and soap



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Presto!








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a Collaboration with C. Mehrl Bennett

More Than Sustenance

eat and thrum fan the fog rice clamored in
your tank was ““like a”” fortress collapsing on the
street the taste of cornmeal and my damp
end blood .my face of beans my thrilling leg
gunned down side my feet o haste and darke
nd lamp !took in was salt was sawdust and
.the place where I was willing was a placeless
,glued with corners and a sticky air for
walls

clicking









mud
faucet










The Remembered Bone

neck ,clamoring ,throater ,towel swallow
,position of my leg trifacial ,nuggets in the
anus ,slicing the bloom ,time growth ,more
light nor sleep o my pages blasted like your
windy hair your space and eye streaming on the
rugs the cawing rain my mumbled thought
gristled leaves shining on the wall the sun


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A Collaboration with
C. Mehrl Bennett

It Was There

said the stormgun ,half my head
an floaty thing ,stun one ,cap
of shit .I was flavored and less ,t
rusted in a gummy suit a foamy
wore a crash kak or krac said
.my shiny pustule weather my
grim dung leg my pocket’s sock
or lint the grimy puzzle of your
calf lifted toward the toilet
.where the air turns red and wet


tired





glue








Crossing The

bubbled form or ascua ,namey
shorts thumbtacked to the wall
ah my ah cloud ,numenismatic and
unnumbered my ear numbed be
tween your teeth and said .is
sue stumbleweed is son de olas for
tress glowing is a shroud ?is is
?nested corn and luggage a fi
eld of melons ,crows ,smoking
engines o my trouble’s coughing
just a single bean rattling on the
plate and the spoon’s conjoined
,something in my ear a


tick
itch






tiny light










thumb luck



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A Collaboration with C. Mehrl Bennett

Vista

dust and cheese ,fog rinsing ,“time” or
choking feet “my” ,nostril ringing and my
crust breaks open ,sneezing ,coffee ,ton
gue flailing like a flag my bowl of hard
boiled eggs my sailing lung bag of hair
thunder falling over my shoes o coco
drilo ,shape of my nose !my leg and
bread my waking face outside my face


hingeegnih





...c.l.o.u.d...







Paisaje

less religion more thought and I’m look back
behind down the steps a rolling head and
the market filled with cloth .ice and thorns
,layers of my nostril red and black the smokes
is all it’s left of us a slice of books and
ah shelves are locked a leaf is swirling in
the fuente a little skulls falls like ash like
breath like candy wrappers and la lotería
el balcón se


ciérrate



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fog born











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