Mirror Crickets

m y we nt ha lf tur
ned ,loo ked fou
nd the sta yed the
cor ner ed st
icky düst..... )the
air sin Tlaloc’s de
ad...( that sh
ade snap ping an rol
ling do wn the st
eps ~~~~~ ¿I¿ the
go ne ?I? the he
re the cri cricrick
ets shicrimmering
on the wall





Flooded Mirror

loot noster the ,login
cave my trees sp
illing off yr fork
what touseled n
eck invection or
yr weed speech
tangled in the
storm drain b
lack dog droo
ling on the p
orch yr len
gua sandwich
sinking where the
lawn once was

you ,the “beach” are
you ,the





The Cleaned Mirror

ththunk sttool ah so
ap f ever sp reading
f lagg the seemer ,bag
.temo escuintli eaten
them tiny bbones UN
DER THE SEAT yr b
ark contamination an
ffestered meal loudly
ggagggingg on my fforkk
)or llaundry ffoam
yr ,chin’s rrun ddo
wwnnn

)licking off the floor_______,(

the bright sky opens





Mirror of the Fromage

cheese ,loops ,stones ,my
cloud ,stem flavor ,should
,esencia ,stroke ,the sl
ather ,bout ,sore ,cr
awln out, blessé ,shorndt
,ow neck uh ,hymn sc
ourge ,flavor of the feet
,my murmur bone ,inti
mate ,so snore so ,ek
ek snore ,so mate inta
,bone murmur ,my fee
t of flavor ,scour
ge ,hymn uh neck
,ow shorndt ,blessé ,out
,awln cr ,the sore bout s
lather ,stroke ,esencia
,should flavor ,stem cloud
,my stones ,)))loops cheese

bbit

eage r aws
was )saw( in
sythe the S
teer ingk

meal an frog





snt

wurt s
ang cr
owdy f
inger

creaming

inmynose





hpe

hush the ash bal
loon ah ender !
)a word’s left (

or too





ob

dung beat
er nal
gas em
bole
ismo

the bouoboboloe
see ees

Mirror of the Egg

the liver’s moth ,bird
comb paper shrunken
in yr leg the hoof
magnifier flows across
my throat credit open
sandhill ,dung ,sentience
or mucus early in the
suture where yr genes
stride a ladder ,switch
blades ,dental flea st
randed on the ice and
manhole covered with
,your vision lake ,it’s a s
lugfest giggling in the
pages where yr “pig
sea” hugs the bomb
you clcluttered in yr
bbaggage - O my
jagged freedom horse
my towel awash in
“pig .38” ,donut rules
mutter in the salt
black an crusted on the shore



...in the great lazy ocean...
- Jim Leftwich,
Six Months Aint No Sentence,
Book 39, 2013

mirareror

nest’s leak bowl you are
I are a drinking
lake puzzle FLAMES
THE CORN your ice
neck are your file qui
vering in my g lance
THE MUFFLED STORM
,,,ah you grease are
aim are time are soup s
lopped beneath the t
able ! ))the inch and
form drop )he are(((((((((((((


rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
- Kurt Schwitters




cuaespejorto

The aged sleeve the
dork door my yr
knee slebpt there )h
air slowing in the wind(
the clung butt ons se
deshacen bajo los gara
batos de hace 30 años
...me quité la camrisa...
...un maniquí de ahgua...

polvo mojado
..,...,,....,,,.....,,,,......,,,,,.................

]and closed[


...in the crackling room.
- H. P. Lovecraft




memirrorat

the shimmering leg the top
pled ape the egg shoulder
green with mould my tum
bling ash ..... toalla ir
redacta ...en la sombra del
portón de piedra... I lost
my shoe stepped in to the
plaza’s sirens ...“par de
rancheros” ...en el plato
with my roasted arm my
cackling smoked tooth “lib
ro de jejenes súbitos” my

rising breath sans paroles


...la caroña letrada.
-Francisco de Quevedo

ick

my pizzle mask yr
)appe( shirt solder
└ legs an ddusst ┘w
rap yr ththigghs
mist an chcheese th
e corn leans into
the fog yr h
h h h air waaves und
er the raiiinn-ppockck
ed s.k..ki.n. . . . . .

tock




gu

this fffork .sott ma
ttrix ,rrooomm .h
.and an mildew thu
empTy Table blind
like moirrrior sawn
the tine faaade
my tongue a stst
ickky nabbpkin
)draunk the h
unchingg knee( yr
flood bomb

osh



roo st

stit moOon yr l
immp p/ow m
ealt battter sh
allow ,mbelted
on the flooor
turndt over r
evo eadt yr
cor n )odder
on the Π
sill \

(



yous

reekn’ )japes(
the lat her s
pell my hisssing a
shsh )buri ed
in the kiva( “it
ch ch” lyawn g
grroanns fog st
reeamming from
my earr )the
tissue dance the
poure illumin
ation

ffffft t

e

ute
m

sd br
ead

h
arft

]loaf [




wlk

a domo a doro a
dado a rendo
ah ando ah

“mail the shoe”




ed no

the rug the suit the
fog l )ip wh( in
er the blo
ody mud the

“ash hanger”




cth

kloolk sneer
my radt t t t

“plectrum”
)in the sweat(

Espejo de La Llorona

the suction ,Llorona ,romantic
thaw hollow de tus años
ininefables simultaneous sea
rustles in the accelerator
flaws ,Llorona ,garlic paril
mis pelos elécticos oppo ha
tfly mal de l’oeil his shoe
,Llorona ,inner knife spayed
the corn fog I ate you
twice, Llorona ,adjectival
maps stuttering in the
wheeze your shock coo
king ,infame ,bovino ,lus
tros ahogados en la ec
onomía osmosis’ poultry
glutial ,Llorona, facilitafe
the static tunnel mass ,pro
cedured stiffling in all yr
ratos ,rats ,ramas ,vox
pukuli the citation poaching
,Ashaninka ,Llorona ,tie
my vacuum trajectory
off the rolling coda it’s
my departure castrado
,Llorona ,lo que breaks for me


...cross-explosag accret...
- Jim Leftwich,
Six Months Aint No Sentence, Book 38




Espejo de La Chocani

squat lock time ay Chocani bu
lation finance the honor moo
ds historical liver drowned
inside the fracture blur ,your
loom arability ,Chocani ,neo
hiss engagement con lo
perdido en el movement legs
jab the volcano’s rubberized
chicle O escorpio’s wind
,Chocani ,floss the sand
wich axis where yr mert
o muerto se llena de agua
,centro del ubre ,architecture
lomismo ,moths and darks
Chocani ,variation of the
water in yr burned
roulette’s “sea figure”
:cerré la puerta el ca
ndado porks research a
vant ,Chocani ,open the
desert’s ears across the
foam form mis silents o
slilencios ,fishing in the
battery ,burn the
house, Chocani !


...time in shifts...
-Jim Leftwich,
Six months Aint No Sentence, Book 37

miresprorejo

strauit le solingle shuunk pilldo
ra lo founcontrado en )t(he los)t(
engañol tuor bolket de
sillas fullno .snorquido
was ,thlo gargaroat dresida
yan mi strinuerda vom
itadad in un cirqulo .la
línea seea ,el enfdin al
begincio l.....................

l


...ust a second.
- C. Mehrl Bennett




espOejo

instacagonte instafinado ay
mi manombro lumbrefacto in
fatítico ídem los tumbalones
de mis calzonsismos .por
mis lagos ,por coronta ,por
ambulrancia no sabía no
me olvidaba no me des
perté del todo lo que me
pesa en la camisandante
.fuego de sobres ,de en
cuaternación de lomo en
escabicho ,“endespellejado”
como vuelvo a donde
nununca hehe estado
.)))el aire de min im mu
sáculo O


...fuego de pobres...
-Rubén Bonifaz Nuño






silespaejobas

ay tu OjO h.o.r.
m.i.g.ó.n las nu
bes di lácteas co
mo )cigarillo de pie
l( EN LA FAR
MACIA VERDE
se grita ,la puerta del
mero día a bierta nomás

terrible la esquina


...bulto...de arena...
-Ivan Argüelles,
“sílabas rotas”

Espejo Vestido

es inesencia noes tu
inestimable tu teléfono
torcido )mi camisa(
)en llamas( tu cara
col inútil o mi
“fonética” áspera
pendiente de tus
,vislumbres tus nalgas
tus páginas escombrantes
como... )nosensia nimb
usanza naricagada...(
...la palabra que habro la
manga escribidora las a
scuas flotantes en el
hálito sabanal ~ ~ ~


...what the - shirt - folds...
- Emily Dickinson




Espejo del Vorágine

mud ham float and
spread across the corn shame
,doubt flowers ,in your
knack ,slumbered ,cowered
,shaking in the rain ; ;;; ;;;; ;;;;; ; ;;;;;; ;
≈)wet bullet and a( ste
amed door ~ ~ ~ I was
thdrinking... THE T
ASTE CLOUD s
tink ,drowned I ,gnawed
stool ,“fulminate” o
maize lost in

,yr ggargggled ffoot ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,


...bebía el torbellino, vegetal...
-José Eustacio Rivera




monesptejoaña

...manuscrito de alfileres...encima de
LA PALOMA CIRCULAR
los Zetas ,polvos del pen
samiento blanco el nadaismo
bajo la piel escrita “porque me
faltan” los mortales bor
rachos los elefantes en la carre
tera incomprensible EL VOL
CÁN MÁS HERMOSO
no me digas no me preguntes no me
pachuques )))la playa de Popocatepetl
)))sublunar... ...,h,o,r,m,i,g,a,s,..................


...de mi sinrazón...
- Ivan Argüelles,
“pañuelo bifocal”




mirfireror

demento mori sure shoe
head ,walk across the
stone .yr ,uh ,“neck”
cloud yr porcine por
tion leaking in yr po
cket “like a watch”
)the hashed laundry in
your luggage steams
,clumps ,bli nd s
...( )it’s the crawling
phaze ,labertino ...sil
vestre ...riachuelo de
,,,san ,,,san ,,,gre ,,,gre :a
head the trees toward
sky’s burned ...o pen ...


...en llamas la pradera...
- Luis de Góngora




mirmistror

toco la tuerca la tumba la
pala borbot ante de tu
cogote vacío where my
inching taco coils spend yr
loop ,fine yr groped dog
storm yr terrones que
en la tapa caen tumbal tum
bal el último reloj de la
mano invivisible ≡]comb yr
face[≡ a cloud ≈ rising ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
from the lumber..............


...doblado, por fin...
-Rubén Bonifaz Nuño

Splintered Mirror

bark wonder
in the dist ant
woods a
drippinggg Tree

ouch

neck

)flame



Mirnailror

erk go sue
the dimwts’
i i snore saw
,grindered finger
go boom go boom





Mireyesror

my puzzled saw my
ando frecuentísi
no mo mento ,ti
me ‘n flaco “cha
ins of corn” clan
king in the smoke


ojso




Lunmirrorch

chewy dime yeh
town bile w
hen cranking
inna pbarking
lodt ...the
lead sprat oudt

eeat ,eh ?




mirarfror

shape quitter the
dog tongue locks U U
)my folding ship your(
clown sped away




mirspitror

end the tooth my
))whine((( ‘s l
oft c.l.o.u.d the
)a pple( ‘s )sp l it(
w h e e l

eshoripezonjo

solía perder or used to
.pill crawed ,end the
maya c rock EMPAPE
EL CALZADO not
hing e mpírico tu
gozne logorrhítico ah
loss’ victory ¡ spr
ayed my n ame
an giggled in the empty street


...HORIZONTE...
- Vicente Huidobro





ocmireroran

loots the skull time my sh
aking ladther /=/ the
ARFED CLOWN you
broke across yr n
ates’ END FLAVOR
it’s the itsching )I
sleaped( the coa
stal b one c lock ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

flits inside your shadow


...E
- César A. Vallejo






mirbulbror

Your lunar finger s
tops .bus coughing ,the
long change GROWS
ASUNDER .o b
oil away... .pills ,d
arks ,meats .yr
shirring rakes a
cross yr knee a
“phone” tu foco es
trellado yr .th
umb sunk .)))my
blood cup ,,, ,, , ,


...ouvre la main sans doigts.
- Comte de Lautréamont





mirrarorin

the bloody mist blister ,game
stunned ,the log form tous
led fog streaming from yr left
eye the right’s a drain
ay sucks the rain in )cr
acker lunch ...( a ]dog
dreams in the window[ gl
anded tube door a ,wadd
led knife ...THINKING
IN THE WIND... my
sore book ,depagination ,w
here the


...it’s...
- John Cleese

Jim Leftwich & John M. Bennett

John M. Bennett & Sheilae E. Murphy

Espmonejoeda

chew the low cloud
off yr sagging - floo
d form - TEST THE
NECK yr s lum
pe d oor ~r~i~p~p~l~e~s~
)YR BARKING TOWEL(
d rug acr oss the
floo r d im es
• • • • • • • •


...una etimología de tumba...
- Angel María Garibay K.





espulejogar

dans la nuage
mis cotones des
fonéticos le si
lence de mi
pulga izquierdista




armirgentoir

somera la to
nada la legua
leguminosa ta
forme in
dáctil te to
co la moneda





Miroir du Chemin

set drinks the ,toad clod
,sorba la nata la buz
zing rain wha soto bus
iness my )eyes in a
shoe slept ,milpa ra
quítica §§§ § § §§§ §
where my shadow stalled
and the phones were
buried in uh thin
rocky dirt huesos
del cielo y en el
patio nulo te du
ermes de sed


...AU BOUT DU CHEMIN SANS PIERRE.
- Guillaume Appolinaire





Espejo del Atl

,shoe fork ,dust neck ,tide
thunder ,lake of knives ...em
bolismo ,en tu sopa de fi
deos ,la luz brumosa que del
techo cae )el cielo en llamas(
.awalk awake awithered ,in
the untied aguas ,gagged be
neath the mountain where yr
steps began ,whistled ,in
the spoon ,enterrada con la
piedra verde, chalchihuitl
migamojada like my eyes like
your tongue like - the air
pink with misted blood
. ),the lung rat the door
suit the mile quivers at
your throat ... .......


...in tonatiuh ixpopoyotl.
-Netzahualcoyotl

Billboard Mirror

.maul the grappling hammer yes
.net clumping ,spay yr
eyes now .the foggy lau
ghter ,an yr “issue” )tap
e befour the shingled clou
d d d .mile sky ,f
loating ! ͭ screw
the head c law ! )where th
e link pond ers wh ere
t he ‘s blind )the life t
he life you’s spent an l
eft ,in ches squirming
on the BURNING SOFA
)bags of trash inhaled(

...esencia cagada (, (, (,

OUT


...on the berm.
- John M. Bennett





The Folded Mirror

pull the corn coffed shawl
ack tidy leg’s whisper
where yr fore shore dried

ay the tripled wave forgot
yr empty cup spilled yr
hungered fork flesh filled

dime and shadow luck
retrieval uh sucked dark
dice in your pocket shine



Dawn Reflects

gyp my moon faced
hum Tree
a
“neck gate” a

blnd hgh wndw



Wind Reflect

up un
slap ‘em
fly my taste
)its cloud(
knees the storm pane




Reflect and Swim

your toot one
log meat
peel the night

bright cloud



High Reflection

she’s “neck”
T lover
~~waves of laundry~~
“the halting Tower”
))was
now is((

Miroir dans le Lac

name lock thaw yr
lip pis drownded je
t’ai vu AU BOUT
DU PLAGE was me in
flames the corn I
slept my bisturí my
watery thug spoke
the fogface wall re
plied )muzzled and
stormed( yr short
shot glass inhabitation

fuzzy ,the call the
,uh

“spermatozoa”

?


...was a light bulb eater.
- The Spitter





mirblockror

odder shrill ,yr
nlap’s ,eingls
wheeezed doily
drowc s yr sh
orts babadada
,morteño ,arena
namás ,lata va
cía ,ónde

~~~~~ ▄




esplomejo

tu tubería ,bloqueo
,oangf oojr el
CIELO SE CONTRAE
famélica mi aengul
,y no dice adan la
nada la aadn

sotoempírica(((




speak mirror cheese

take the s the
ea the l the
)lking air( ,see
the salt crcrickcking
in the sun ))sprd the
climbing mold(( wht
sees yr eyes

o o




toimirletror

speaks the ffoggg g g g
lriat glaminf ,s
lot pous gwirlins
‘s boWl eherw
the rraiins begin

;; ;;; ;;;;;; ;;;;; ;;;;;;;;; ;;;;;; ; ;;;;;;; ;;




mirbeakror

popt eye hanh
“oudt” chewd th
sock et j’ai ou
blié vomir )over
,hoard ,the(
jello

sit




mirwhatror

edge ghst o
boiling box
)yreasg dans(
ganderinw esida

the long free air

whhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh