Tuesday, June 29, 2010


or
mute
or
bloating stair
or
file excretion shirt
or
drummed loomer signed hum
or
fingers tongue and drinks water
or
piles the wieners neatly under my chair
or
crowds my hat lush and crawling
or
coughs and heaves like window
or
doubles over “thinking” fast
or
squares the buns
or
mumbles hair
or
mote
or







=
=h=
=t=
=the=
issue=the=dance
fore=the=stun
white=the=bush
sot=the=boat
hung=the=ear
flop=the=sock
drink=the=stunk
dunk=the=stink
clock=the=block
sneer=the=lung
float=the=snot
lush=the=fight
bun=the=snore
prance=the=tissue
=the=
=th=
=t=
=e=
=
=
=
=
=








,=
,mi=
,lengua cocodrila=
,mi fúsil ánime=
,mis tumbados vasos llenos=
,mis listas mis monedas lloronas=
,mis tocinos torcidos como mis “versos”=
,inversos como mis lumbres como tus lenguas=●●●
,tus túneles iluminadas tus listones lúgubres=
,tus hambres y hombros tus=
,funerarias fútiles y fiambres=
,tus piernas y=
,filos de=
,agua=
,=





,
kr,
,flat,
,stung fork,,
,collapsed fork cloud,,,
,trained fork looming fly,,,,
,cough fork muddied leg drip,,,,,
,bind fork face sugared towel smoke,,,,,,
,loose fork ship my drink scuttled hash,,,,,,,
,nor fork scum louder bush neck,,,,,,
,rain fork sleeps in shoe,,,,,
,mile fork my grizzled,,,,
,tongue fork shudder,,,
,bomb fork,,
,hall,
,of,
,
,
,
,
,

Monday, June 28, 2010



.
.blister fork.
.stun the shelf.
.stone my soup release.
.pestered the boiling hand air.
.else lumbered past the phone leaks.
● ●.could your pile shu●dder tell the crime.● ●
.what finger splashed into the pond.
.or watered sandwich fulla ants.
.my shirt faucet sings.
.held my face.
.ball of.
.steak.
.









o
.
.the.
..sponge..
...gap...
....rustles....
.....endo.....
......climactic......
o.....o..o......lithium.......o..o.....o
......grease......
.....tent.....
....crust....
...choke...
..pill..
.dust.
.
o







The Floor to End

crash warfare ,clo ud refuting the red
knife thumbing in my soup my entered face
wheezed there an empty grocery store a
claw and funnel in the burning heap I
washed my tongue a char of dribbly
meat o canning isolation present your
clanking farms and bomb the clothes
.your fingered shirt your pointy pants your


cloud socks

smouldering on the steps







Or Drream the Table

player spoon I gored the blundt cheek re
lented to me or you .my feeled shiver sm
oky on the ladder green rungs a fire down be
low your lake or mine .a towel flippers on
horizon where a booming lowers what my
ice inflation blinks what your sleep nest
smoulders .fungus and cream ,a mouth ,my
hand your hand stills the air be


tween
goutsoftonguenginexits

-p-o-r-c-i-n-o-

pour me

Friday, June 25, 2010


.
.y.
.m.
.my.
double.my.cloud
shore.my.know
name.my.cuts
fold.my.door
swill.my.tube
grunt.my.“time”
shine.my.shunt
lube.my.bill
snore.my.mould
clutz.my.game
blot.my.sore
shroud.my.stubble
.my.
.m.
.y.

.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.







.
Џ
my
nest
butter sink
felt the claim
clam leak my shoulder
snuggled in the sewer mezzanine
......“where” my cluttered elbow aimed ahead......
filed the thrust number clocked
my crumbling back net
used for air
the crawed
suit
lint
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.







My Failure to Crime

phoning the faucet corn I ,condensed ,sla
thered the lake with mice and clocks .saw a
window think ,oil and hands fluttering on the
sill my ga gged towel ,my foaming closet horn
,impressed with bone and face .culture
binds and blinds or cloture ● black moon and
crawling wallets pressure in the sandwich I locked
my mouth with inhaled rehaled exhaled nor


haledoorchardowning
water and waTer




snip







Shooting At the End

the headwaters retreat my gut tight with
tocsin toxin or was tocino thicks the bile
?pork fog lung dander write a tree wh
ere a rootless book rots in the dirt o ex
humation of my dollar supply prey pray y
our ton gue is drownded ,hosing off the cor
pse the sea dries with fire my feet sm
oking stumps and I beat my back with a me


l
t
i n g

hammer

Thursday, June 24, 2010

The Swarm Song

the plunging garden where my ash a
ppears the drumming fork before my
eyes the luster dance the bottled
gin spattered into air o where’s my
when’s my ?tool trouble dirt a
rises talks to me I hear a st
irring clopping heeling deep behind
me where a cloud of


.
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...
....
...g...
....n....
.....a.....
......t......
.......s.......
........
.......
......
.....
....
...
..
.







Wear It Off and Stream

my blister light and instigation flo
orboards full of chewing ants a lab
or of gums and guns .clouted he
ad and febrile stars peeling off the
wall my tiny lake .tissue storm
,rumbled womb ,taste of laundry in the
spaghetti sauce o what’s the soaker
sheet the sighted door the pouring
through my

ppa ntt
s
s
s
s
s
s
s

?








The Colon

:the tousled tongue
:the blunter ham
:the muted guest
:the doggy hall
:the operative sinks
:the test clunk
:the pressed pill
:the doppler stone
:the foggy shoe
:the suited phone
:the runty stream
:the lousèd bed








=
=
the hull lab greasy one
the cod cob floater
the belt loot
the cowed
the
the loud
the smelt suit
the sot sob stoker
the dull slab sneezy gun
==
gun sneezy slab dulls the
stoker sobs sot the
suit’s smelt the
loud “the”
the
cowed’s the
loots belt the
floater’s cob cod the
one greasy lab hulls the
=
=

Tuesday, June 22, 2010

.
.
.
.came.stopping.
.thought..looter.
.drew...mist.
.spell....gumball.
.rot.....throaty.
.grass......testes.
.mile.......goat.
.bladder........coal.
.blanket.......death.
.sizzle......foghorn.
.bench.....turd.
.gulf....swallow.
.bloat...craw.
.dish..lumber.
.spool.cutting.
.
.
.
.
.








on
no
on
.blood )oh( cluster.
..list )oh( stopping..
...slug )oh( ham...
....use )oh( coiling....
.....mute )oh( name.....
.....flame )oh( suit.....
....soiling )oh( loose....
...sham )oh( rug...
..clotting )oh( fist..
.muster )oh( flood.
no
on
no







Crept Before the Cloud

mut dripless thought cage or caged the lig
htning sky the lightening of my fork .tens
er ,slope I slept ,towelling rage my dried
off leg of crumbs of oil of ,wandered suit
.cry o symptom of the leapt and lept my
hand dust my lens egg lapped your pooling
snail )clustered ass( thumbs stuck in .wh
at my boiling lung kakked up on my


shoe my
crawlingafflorasphaltonguendorphin

.).s.h.a.k.i.n.g.(.







When I Clocked the Thunder

buzzing at the pane sky floater like an
eye ,was an .ester scrawling in my kid
ney sore I flung away it ,wasn’t .tucked
,my shirt boil my louder stamps locked
my shoe .dusty ,named ,fly cloaker settled
,in my throat door I ,sung the tray of
butts o my lack cluster o my air ink o


my luggage

d g
r n
i i
p
p
p

p

Monday, June 21, 2010

o
=
=slag=
=oil phone==
=bomb dust match===
=shoe crystal grape sore====
=mort fog never clotted sunk=====
=it shirt sluggish cheese sprayed======
=clod tune grumbled empty socks=====
=bell hat soaking arm====
=sleeve fire crawling===
=mumbled suit==
=)mumbled(=
=
o
=
=bomber dog cash spreads in chest======
=looter flag gummed the shirt=====
=mice flaw sentient sand====
=grows pants slaw===
=belt shadow==
=grunt=
=barking funnel==
=grasp the leak===
=doc wallet fulla mud====
=musty fellow louder gravel spit=====
=pry my neck with scalding air======
=
o






Eating the Coffin

gosh shining )rope( snail utter “foot” fell
into the toilet’s sailing rabbits ,gutless
nails gleam dully in my lap loot my winding
hash ingestion )fog an luster( the wall s
wells in .the ice forgetting ,fat whining ,t
he needled face lost in smoke my tiny
painting sunk in sink my tainted grease
plate dissolves my steam fulfills my “ha
bit” ends is ending


u der the
n
whistle the
grIStle








On the Way

the ice lamp spat the dump phone saw the
clouded heel slept and dreamed a muddy
teabag .north of here a fire and south .wall
ets filled with salt I drank the sparks and sat
my gravel on a wheel a tire something whis
tling and a falling tree the bullets sting past

shirt the crawling

shirt

Friday, June 18, 2010

The Ape’s Head

dog focused in my tumbling thigh right
clinger of the cashy soup walked folded
stare across my wrist haze the cut of b
urning pages ,held them up .strong and lo
cused ,user-endy ,collapsible grumbling like
an ear .toward the jamb its clicking phone its
house custard ,pelting phase ,a list I wiped
my anus with .it’s a cloud ,stumbling down the


walllll







Eo

eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
eeeeeeeeech tedst felled an m
y arm buzzed my lice lamp sizzles half a
rain outside and I ]cleeeee[p the saw
n word fashioned in my shorts ,lovely rustle ,a
vid slinking so the corn I coughed the c
row dancing on my roof I was roar monkey
,echoed in the woods the


woooooooooooooooo
ddds






o
o
,pee o there,
,,grow o hare,,
,,,nod o clicking,,,
,,,,plow o folder,,,,
,,,,,stuns o chair,,,,,
,,,,,,crest o caustic,,,,,,
,,,,,,,beam o floater,,,,,,,
o
,,,,,,,smoke o dream,,,,,,,
,,,,,,caulk o dress,,,,,,
,,,,,lair o buns,,,,,
,,,,mould o flow,,,,
,,,ticking o clod,,,
,,bare o glow,,
,stare o glee,
o
o
o







n
ana
bore=and=file
bring=and=snore
glue=and=dunce
rut=and=cloud
fuel=and=cloud
fuel=and=breath
mist=and=guns
dnd
=

Thursday, June 17, 2010

El Correo del Encuentro

cloture of rocks gland paw fussy lip drivel
or the seething table’s spending all my p
ork steak saved for soup spitting .my pus
tule lake filled with duck balloons my
hair lamination bursts my hat fork g
leaming in the post office my stamped hand
sent my gurgling sent my doubty lunggage
sent my cross the hall the


trunkofspoonsthe
sodaltarustlesudden

.....a..n..t..s.....






The Pants Removed

matter or flatly stormed blaster pressure
bloodied mind the dumpster fog I sucked my
breath .plate cloud ,my sweaty face runs a
cross the table where my focus fogus heaves .pel
daño de mierda y un río mis piernas cruzan
,refenestrado soy o eres .estáte aguado y fon
ar el silencio flatter form past the flooded
mine .the doorway clumps and my lispenation


cradles an cables
_c_a_b_l_e_s_

fought the mooned





:
:t
:try.......
:try to......
:try to chain.....
:try to chain think....
:try to chain think clunking...
:try to chain think clunking stare..
:try to chain think clunking stare phone.
:try to chain think clunking mud..
:try to chain think scalding...
:try to chain fly....
:try to lisp.....
:try not......
:try.......
:y
:





:
:
:
:
:yes
:to throat
:peel hum lint
:tool lad drinking it
:bog night folded cloud rant
:meal pool blinking sand type choked
:knot law step dreams me
:wet sock eye tongue
:use you streak
:bell name
:no
:
:
:
:

Tuesday, June 15, 2010

Dressing for Less

the labeled log inside yr trace o seeming
lather gutter speed aside !whiskey and
tooth ,beasts ,rustling watchbands in my
drawer a cloud that was ,broke the knobs
off .gasholine and floating up my throat
some oily coins a crick of levers ,drawers
,window latches squeaking in the soup I
cupped in my hand o throwup limply flooded
was

that my suit

?







Bang Gnab

waged the floor off single ladder stung
my watered foot so rised I felt my
head under .but laughed and tight a
drift of sand inside my throat I
spoke in waves .your counter dressed y
our mirror falls inside my sleeve why
bristling nor offer use nor labor den
tifricted what I lost a bowl of
weeds shining like a


gun







gun







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u
splash )out( outside
bring )out( neck
ink )out( slot
boil )out( bloom
mine )out( beach
screech )out( time
spoon )out( oil
clot )out( drink
check )out( thing
mouthsign )out( crash
t
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licking ]the[ floor
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Monday, June 14, 2010

Fold

flash ,drink ,climb ,clamb ,ork ,p
age stumble ,crumbs thinking in the
)sooup( sp rawl outside an crash )sink(
dime ,stage cloud boiling ,ate the je
wels melting in your ears my legs
went up .my shirt coiled in the thou
ght of rain them bleating gutters le
aked .trash ,foams ,crumple p ages whe
re your coffee


dries and dAncEs

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t
u
a
r
y








Dead Mice

the page cLUSter foams deng esencia
slather past the corn leg ate my hAt )d
ripping fog heel( where my throat sucked a
stone piles of landing ,thunder ,weevils wan
der on your lap were I a bagel throbbing
in my armpit was you )disinfectant ,ice( haze
and clown butter )wing ng( swallowed past
the storm


facenterawasher

gu
t
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er









;
;fist running faster ham street log
;soil hamster muttered tube coil
;doubt lake issued plug
;feel gravel dog
;door seizure
;bla;
;map flutter
;dot fan knocker
;boil lot busted floor
;indicate grease dribble slop full
;issue my locker watch that thumps
;
;
;
;
;
;
;
;




.
.
.h
.ha
.ha shover
.ha shover cash
.ha shover cash turd
.ha shover cash turd hat
.ha shover cash turd hat leak
.ha shover cash turd hat leak pert.tttt∞
.ha shover cash turd hat leak
.ha shover cash turd hat
.ha shover cash turd
.ha shover cash
.ha shover
.ha
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.
.

Friday, June 11, 2010

)(
fo
e
n
u
t
thread )of( coughing
wall )of( lip
lint )of( eyelid
pile )of( shut
bank )of( leg
twist )of( limp
face )of( corn
dog )of( bile
tank )of( mouth
loss )of( tune
t
h
r
e
a
d
of
)(






t
.o.
n
grasp )not( phone
shore )not( crud
elbow )not( mud
shape )not( mule
door )not( cord
bored )not( lore
fuel )not( slate
blood )not( mildew
flood )not( snore
stone )not( gasp
n
t
o
n
o
.t.
.







Passing Through the Skin

cheaper of cashing cara de lumbre de lumber th
inking in the bush of strain the bowl ,of rash sp
reading up my leg of doubling towel of hash corn of
.of knotting of lêvres de cul de visage of vessel s
inking .floor ,of ,mud ,of ,trash gleam of porkly
handled why shut of splash bore of oil swallowed
coins ,of hands cut off of mocos en la pared de of
carne of fal ling of fa ced of f er


er
uh
a
h









The Bowl of Part

was I half gushing half shaken in the half
locker sinking half rumbled in the hall
half enters soaking half eyesight bloody ha
lf talked .half crushed and jerky half
throat misted half useless half torn and
shout .half dream half chew the armpit hal
f ripped outside the snore .moldered half
,bubbled half ,stubbled half cashed and
steeping in the mil

dewavendooroot

halfatoilétoile



*

Thursday, June 10, 2010

My Shoes Fell Off

dirt fellen off the window cash
nodding in the suit stunny mute
short sky fester kinda ,flaky
tense structure and my comb
grease howls away the trees
.lice wall ,amber meat ,thumbs
gasoline and ducking throat my
“my half”,muddy was ,knotted
and notted ,like finger food
and my number’s a shoe too small
a nodding or nodding a suited hole
.started again and lurched off left
again ,the stairway crashing in
that throbbing light


storm

wheelleehw


mud








The Flying Thing

feathered an ,dead stung ladder ,t
race shadow in the loop I puz
zled mortarfied ,clastic ,tun
nel bision in the wing stutter –
ape my page an des cry )so
ap thickens on the rungs( the
cracking stone mile )my gul
let doubled( some zthing pes
tered summer in the gas locks
.saw the paint poured on the
mounded dirt .saw the rope f
loating near the beach .saw
the bird dangling from the crotch
of the tree


foot

air









n
on
sleep on shit
smile on stone
last on bored
mile on hand
dry on music
fold on water
dunk on luster
mail on mist
file on tooth
shirt on desk
rat on number
log on turn
drift on hiss
on
no
on
no
o
n







,
,
,
,an sweetly file
,an dusty fell
,an moldy shine
,an twisty cool
,an foggy link
,an busty mind
,an slowly smelt
,an whiney map
,an buggy grope
,an drooly spell
,an slappy walk
,
,
,

Tuesday, June 8, 2010

I Lost My Lunch

the rubbled crust scattered in my
wrist what’s to you it ?lap fog
rice ,drool and baloney sammich
or was’t Tongue you said ?said
“you” nor folderol on an index
card your stomach dull nor
mine aptitudinal sacage of my
dinner plate the loafing hole
where my eyeball thought was soak
ed )your dog my( instamatic
clouds falling down the st


airs








Young ,Passenger

we sat down to a table just dug in
St. Louis bone throw my parents’ gr
ave apple thuds beneath the seat o f
ucking chair o laundry light bubble yr
throat off me hung bootless one fat
clown shat cable dust honking in my
suit chug guhc whatta leg that g
asoline my foggy hand my fogless
gumball shining on the sill o song
moth shivers an a useless tire amb
les


k
o
m
s
y



thumb








n
an
na
,nap an rinse,
,dry and gold,
,shore an doubt,
,slug an steam,
,mute an tire,
,fold an whine,
,real an clung,
,belt an whistle,
,gee an not,
,fuel an sunk,
,mind an lore,
,pencil an drink,
n
a
a
n
a
a
a








.
.h.
.u.
.dig uh spoil.
.ride uh clam.
.nod uh time.
.mail uh nut.
.rhyme uh gas.
.that uh fog.
.roil uh bun.
.nip uh slug.
.dual uh glans.
.raw uh clod.
.bury uh oil.
.uh.
.h.
.u.
.
The Insects In My Face

the page locker greases spended thought log where
I was wridden ,junk of ink ,speculae and trip
tych ticking in my pants like lunar sloth like
aspirate your hose .focused and tossed ,“odd”ly
busted or like phases of my clock release ,runny
torta upended on my pillow ,was sunk I think
.spy my teeth or slabulate ,plunging decklines
and a wall of ants and moths a pul

sing neck


lodgesinmysuit
facesorendoffsat








Osculating the Udder

slowly puzzled where I drank or drink the
smoulder wisp my shoulder settling on a
lamp sizzles in the toilet where my craw my
claw my caw congeals and I footed toward
the window .lo uder un der ,sill it’s forkèd
view dun there ,swallowed sand flowing in the
street I capsulate ,you number me ,I strained
the socklint through my teeth a

sUitcase

dri ing mUd
pp









¨
dog )one( metal
mold )one( juicing
slap )one( crust
dime )one( foot
roll )one( crack
felt )one( dowel
leaf )one( burger
name )one( knock
last )one( engine
dry )one( nickel
just )one( one
e
n
o
¨








t
h
e
elbow the clock
off the jungle
try the slobber
mind the flavor
itch the tuna
shave the tumbling
gyre the nostril
doze the sleeper
wake the wall
find the quitting
numb the land
bile the tosser
call the lump
day the window
eht
the
e
h
t

Friday, June 4, 2010

Your Oily Bed

focused throat and doubt what dou
bles were my menu item ,somet
hing thundered in the book like
glue .ape and gas the ocean shine
S and burnS .my faster brush the
bristles ash a question .steam
cool ,tar face ,busted so it’s
whole ah me jacket leaking
down my legs !)mice smouldered
in my underwear( spoke a
cornball ,wove a black noodle
in my hair


Riah flame
Emalf air

H

o
p
e

N









Folded Seating

chair and hammer dry could sum
mon dust and doorknob ,peldaño
focused in my left eye a peine
in the right I stepped aside
.cloudy ,nutsome .blast of mice
my shadow leg lumbers in the
suit my garden clods .humpy
,soldiered ,dotted like a fog of
seating bangbangbangbang


scAldryematticlungate










o
on
on half or sleep
on pile or mute
on gust or hash
on word or dung
on might or was
on bag or sing
on gasp or slab
on jewel or air
on reef or lawn
on drop or shape
on high or slow
on dress or gun
on murk or flood
on fire or heel
on grasp or line
on
n








uh
than uh
lesser born than uh
folded sky than uh
super loss than uh
melting ham than uh
rolling mice than uh
watch intestine than uh
gob foster than uh
runny leg than uh
mine finger than uh
root nostril than uh
nape cloister than uh
rug clucker than uh
nap cleaner than uh
than uh
uh

Thursday, June 3, 2010

Funectívoroa

piernaflaca y no en nada la nada soñé soñaba
tullido y enfocado ,mas chula soy ,y ventanal y
combinada con la cloaca singular .es twisted y
twisted es tirado como cadáver flaco y
flatulente ,flama del sabor .caminaba y
ándate ,ángulo del viento interior ,viento in
ventado y la ventisca óvula es ,very flated
,investida de mi doblegar por la calle recta
restiva soy la cara y lo caro soy y carezco de




tumbafiladandamiovaladornitológico








Eating ,Living

sure safety fools ,gnats and luggage ,t
rust knappy foghorn throbbing in the sand I
swallowed dune me in .melt and pools
,the rotting frog drifts to the lip and sinks
.the soup fountain ,the dust king ,the lather
of my voice breeding in the trashroom with a
spoon a snore with nickels for my eyes -
foaming in the oil the gutted liver ,towel sang
wich dead fly



cRushes past the rinse waffle






.
l
int
pile )lint( crash
mule )lint( gush
tomb )lint( hash
fell )lint( bubble
off )lint( dome
dung )lint( stammer
fly )lint( dent
jaw )lint( glut
fuel )lint( pencil
fog )lint( ham
blow )lint( eye
yey )lint( slug
int
l
.




●.
g
un
saw gun dust
knew gun air
folded gun smelt
fire gun rule
name gun the
ash gun lip
floor gun nest
● ●
mutt gun er
got gun time
steak gun stone
cheese gun lap
up gun drool
fog gun pool
drain gun rain
un
g
.●

Tuesday, June 1, 2010

Tzompantli

my boiling sleep grass my towelled node loot my to
wered mood peeling the mango the age of rice and
knives ,suits and loot ,passengers in the crawlway
toiling in the sandwich where I smut my too
thache like a faucet ,ran your face a greasy
bone .stood behind the sky and rustled was
my shreds of skin my flies forming an X .so I
was thumbing in my fog


,or sleep








Time To Halve

flaking phone ,the radish sore ,lifted tune and
,blowhard ,tundra ,flame swordish crash clockwork
hup stunny face masked in skin like rain like
rain my casting shoe .something clung or )tou
ched( a chair steel a gate gullet doorway
folded in a suit my stinking puzzle .you ,mu
ttering in a hole me cluttered on the steps I
talked and take the blown trash against
my back the blunted moon was lazy like ,was
fell apart



moss and grease










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.flung )on( suit.
..block )on( shed..
...mail )on( knife...
....hole )on( drool....
.....soon )on( soup.....
......jewel )on( focus......
.......roast )on( lap.......
........watch )on( sock........
.........bell )on( eye.........
..........boil )on( off..........
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)of(
fell )off( deh corpse
pilled )off( uh storm
named )off( le ass
stone )off( ah shoe
bam )off( th spoon
grime )off( map thung
soom )off( ahm clank
buy )off( ud neck
run )off( sot soak
)fal(