Sunday, October 20, 2013

lumpy throne

nuts and legs his foaming
kale bowl a dog clock
grinning on the wall
REPLACE YOUR TEETH
WITH ICECUBES why
the pool pr eacher furls a
phids cluster on that h
airless “arm flaccid in yo
ur lap”

oh the whispering towels
o les cadavres jettés a la mer






drool

Shoes and Lakes ¡  twice yam
mered at ,the slit stone face the
gum collected in yr ear Fog
and Sock !  )where the gristle in
your pocket grew its hair no(
ambiente clambinatorio ni e
bola giggling on the stove

the bun locker thick with mold

)))your foamy shirt your sp
lintered deck your cuad
rant spun in spheres(((


...sur des choses gluantes...
- Gustave Flaubert





ser

dense lake waddles through
yr eye a drinking crow
...miles of sticky ash...  tu
cogote cuadrado como el
horizonte  )dit Vicente(
et ton soupir una pirámide
,unfocussed in the fog your
liver exhales  .shirtless
,yr skin bleached and st
arched ,saw the pickup
truck burning off the road
,bleachers and termites
.it’s your bloody comb
collection...


Et autour un peu d’eau
- Vicente Huidobro





arcadas

occulate  .it his
toria del fermento
.forma  .lápiz cacósmico
my chin cheese’s rumor
atragantado ,stink of’s
highest water  I
saw it off ,eggs and
gristle ,kinda like an
eye with’s ball point
.)swaddled in the temp
tress dust yr(  glottis
sandwich ,fog and
plastic bags


UN BRAS INCONNU
- Vicente Huidobro

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