Saturday, August 29, 2015

the fluttering decays

terremoto and the dia
lect a bull et hole
in the mir ror yr
brain block drain a
text ur e ye it was the
silence blitz a b
lank ph one waits
beneath the bed's a
pool splashing with
meat ay haspirina
congealing in la sopa
entre los ojos la
pelada la gran con
tusa circles on your
page was in la selva
oscura de las cosas ol
vi dadas rocks crac
kck together in the
                                               caves your faces see
the dark letters
of your skin ending
in noetic decay

. . .

yr necks of kin yr
ants salt the rainy
eyes you dropped into
the phone your corner
of the heaving-room
was biblioteca or the
sidewalk crumbling
in thunder a ru
nning dog que te
ladra la lengua in
articulada was the
dusty lawn your
oxygen forgets ay
stark matter gathers
at your suffocating
elbow its blasted
gram mar's sloshing
time rotting in the
crotch of the river

Mumbling in the mortar of
Ivan Argüelles' “the poetry” & “literature”


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