Espejo de la Carpeta

C hop the h am wr ist off the

g ate  )whirrring like the

moon your buttered leg your

bubbled cloud reef lection

- dink gaze - )that cab

b age steaming in the s ink

≈ .towels and legs a mou

th nor th cou ghing

ch op c hop chee

p or ea  )where my

nickel streams  )your

fan burning on the

r  ô  õ  f  ~  )my

blistered gland ptomaine

my  )fast eners ,fasteners

g raze(  (   (    (     (      (  

  

 ...la mantequilla de tu frente.

- Franc Aristide de Cabeza de Vaca

demiroirad

the jolt the

bisturí the

blazent chumping

ack acá y y fon

ética del olvido

sh ape yr ,p

ile knobby mi

embro whirling

“in the afternoon”

aim yr stinking

bluster it’s a

bruma ,bleep fog

,outer nap  )ton

gue tong ue ,c

haw ˄˄˄˄˄˄˄˄˄˄˄˄˄˄

  

...ta crypte dans la boue...

- Charles Baudelaire

 

miraguaror

yr shaded barbiturate yr

hair and lip yr focal

sublimation wings across the

barking spot yr faucet

in my time or inhalation it’s

what yr feet drizzle

or a big floppy shoe

.shake my stained pill

owcase ,full the one of

orange “cheesepuffs” or

the lake was sneezing sti

cky dice dangling from a

Tree  .so I slept my ,s

aw your sugar and your

folded hairdo

  

...ocaso...mojado...

- Leopoldo Lugones

 

Cathode Mask

the scale’s skin the

gravel throat falls a

way driving toward the

barbiturate ,glasses

empty gazing ay

your “hair” ,or

gasms in the sm

oky crevice where

your written pills

flood the mattress

the blank the jerk the

book cloud :::::

  

...in the archaic sifting...

- Ivan Argüelles,

“pornography” & “blank”