Friday, May 30, 2014


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

 


o

oil fog oil fog oil
fog oil fog oil fog
oil fog oil fog oil
fog oil fog oil fog
oil fog  hueso fog oil
fog oil fog oil fog
oil fog oil fog oil
fog oil fog oil fog
oil fog oil fog oil

ne

Tuesday, May 27, 2014





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

Friday, May 23, 2014


 
cr

or the or the or
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

Monday, May 19, 2014


leak

gnat door gnat door gnat
door gnat door gnat door
gnat door gnat door gnat
door gnat door gnat door
gnat door  mist door gnat
door gnat door gnat door
gnat door gnat door gnat
door gnat door gnat door
gnat door gnat door gnat

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

Saturday, May 17, 2014



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

G






numbering the pants

if it if it if
it if it if it
if it if it if
it if it if it
if i sh ot t if
it if it if it
if it if it if
it if it if it
if it if it if

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