tlachinolli

mis tripas abiertas in

tléatl ke ya comía la

hoja el ojo del árbol

infusible con tu risa

de sordamesa in tletl

debajo de las sisillas

murmurantes en in atl

enumerabas la moneda

de tu plato ke se

vaciará ayer un

trino un trueno y

la casa se llena de

≈humoS~ ke se vol

verán por las ven

tanas empañadas de

sangre de la mano

ke se secaba

gárga  ras

  

fusilánime

shoot ,tus huevitos con

gelados  )mi misterio(  la

gunados en el tiempo pa

sado que se me acerca

como jejenes como za

pato vacío  ¡ay piedra o

cabeza!  la orca sin

H para subir la soga

y mi camisa con huesos

in o felices ,shoot it’s

just...  comejón del

marco del espejo en don

de los huevos del día

en donde me veo

...huevón...

  

the blind

in mitation mictur

ation aim report de

railed the k notted

shoulder what the

load re port de

nied yr aim in

haled not mit

ligation from the

torn er office

grinning at the s

creens

the screens

 

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oil fog oil fog oil

fog oil fog oil fog

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booking

the blank excess lung foot

dog clashes in the index cloud

“gate” rebevortex through

the wandered shorts will

shape the pools reawakened

audiences dust and “word

dust” violence stunted

on the reeking mud flats

corn futurism was the

bumstead skulls will

slept half thought

another crap history

fake mortar humped

the endless breasts

bitter broadside swill

floods down your shirt

considered monkey hymn

jailhouse paper stage

leased the empty ball

points woof sheet sac

rificial image on the

shit-scarred sheets

tub ,woof ,tubes ,s

tab the curtains in

the spinal act those

strings ,c’est triste the

bombs drop like flow

ers bark wall clouds

ripe fork it was will

mist the rattling heads

was boulders crushing

spoons the stainless

corpse will swallow

all ideas was the books

of flaming horse or was

that puking delicacies will

mop the ant heap

archaic whiplash of

your slanted power

gumming print the

toilet paper with your

leg signage blffstxxx

housing in the empty

attic language was

foreclosure will the

suchness hegemon

disclose experiential b

uzzing in’s unerring

limbs the gnats

John M. Bennett, with splinters from

Ivan Argüelles’ “The Miasma” and

Jim Leftwich’s Six Months Aint No

Sentence, Book 74, 2014

 

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the or the or the

or the or the or

the or the or the

or the  leg the or

the or the or the

or the or the or

the or the or the

or the or the or

amp

  

d

so the ink rat g

ristle thickens in

in yr walking half

alive half embedded

in the soap’s thick

ens ink sluffed

off half in

debted face half

desmoked an sh

ivering in a bank

was drugstore cr

owing night yr

walking through the

cameras drained of

ink

rip

  

sunk pump

blood the wheel fork

glamor wheel isn’t

was the blood thread

between yr teeth a

fork written so

up your wheel th

read will was a k

not a soup behind

yr apron’s insurance

logo stained with

blood detextive

mildew read yr con

tract turned into the

basement

whereas the named above

eat

sweat door fool bark list

mute bark sandwich thumb off

chain snore bark gland tree

loot bark snazzy groan tube

bark skin lint throaty dream

scald number grunt bark fan

cost wreath bark tub moon

drain mute tune sham bark

scene bark gnat comb knob

lube page bark can shadow

shade

the world of burning

fulminous ,gated ,chow

dered the rancid mussel

or ,yr tongue a ,towel

gushing sodden f lame wh

,at dribbles down my “leg”

- the outer crank - I ga

thered all my - f laking p

ages w ,here yr open sh

irt exposed the extra ear

o))dim with lint ≈ o s hine ou

tside the laundromat  !)yr

smouldering socks sack yr sh

Din pomii šasiţi de amurg în adǎile noastre

incendiate...

- Paul Celan

in coatl

my melted riñón my

owl hamper de plumas

atestado “como narco de

balas” vomity ni

ght sleeping in the book

- where you wobbled a way

where the silver burned wh

ere my mouth te comió el

hambre  ,“sure was b

ought” ,el cogote de luz a

travesado te vvv mastico la

)cara enrevesada( it’s yr

itch an dripping inch yr

fog sandwich hid inside

yr shirt

...plumas, escamas, exhalaciones...

  

black beac

spore of Goonka’s folded

tent a lingo for the

trees’ dusty s s s  tones

~ ~ ~ wind’s llint

toward sea drift ing

lunch & foghorn

h

form

the dream of rats

jumping on you

means you have to

buy new socks

for C. Mehrl Bennett

leak

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wall

  

what tools

run away an ,tine

relapsement ,fog an b

lood nets the wall an

river ,catchment ,fin

ger colloidal rede

techment of yr sl

obbered shoe a g

reen embankment

red shining on the

face the camera

sleeps   a       a

fork

  

your fist

bum coddler where his

knotted hand engage

the ladder burning in

his lap’s the space en

hancement for his wal

king out the one his n

odder evacuesence f

alling off the chair your

bottled blood constructs

its gun your neck its

shoe your fist

 

nether

tease pill sweaty fog show

fork sweat pill tomb bomb

slobber pill shirt tub meat

comb sleep pork pill sand

factor slap pond pill nostril

wind pill nether dot sweep

pill number glum past dog

sneeze wall twister god pill

smoke cheese pill clock smelter

flag bean sword pill flock

pond

the blessure

the dogg trembles at

a door a dogg he’s

sleeps the dark

room back there h

is dogg is dreams the

bag of chips the last

hotel fucking dogg

was shapeless the

inherits nothing father

twitching in the hill

where’s dogg revolves

the room exhaling in

the room whining

backwards wi

ndow’s ddawn the

re lapse fire the b

linking dog

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numbering the pants

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