Monday, December 28, 2015
root
20 lakes or sores
the nostril one or
cowers in the lack
or time to spill time
to crater where the
lingua failed was
off sunk scrabbled
up the gravel's
sherds was ba
bble
water you forgot
)each containment fails(
crap
please in habit jail
your robe ,a ton
sil ver me ciego
por la cueva .in
capaz ni ,flor
re tabled what you
dressed a boil
or bile ,if boil
were cold than
mustard ice ,was
ice or wind .ti
e the s ash ,yo
ur clumping's near
feed ,and tidy bowl
Là-bas fuir!
el jamón bu cal y san
gre ñas intomables mi
infarto azucarado in
infinito del finado que
ya me sususurra del
río inmiscible de mis
pies de jade derretido
- plaza de gas y balas - ●
te mastico la palabrada
te escupo el no sé nada
te trago la muerte en
orme que nos espipera a
yer ,la mar tanza fumable
como poetastro del silentcio
ameaneado como lencgua
mamasticada
Las,
la chair s'attristait. J'avais lu tous folios.
-
Mallarmus, según Georges Perec
Saturday, December 26, 2015
CÁNCER
a
pan got a pan got a pan
got a pan got a pan got a
pan got a pan got a pan
got a pan got a pan got a
pan got a BUCAL gut a pin
gut a pin gut a pin gut a
pin gut a pin gut a pin
gut a pin gut a pin gut a
pin gut a pin gut a pin
y
sp lit
La Carnicería
Paraíso
re stored the lost last he
aping breath yr aft er
got red uction 's
kin pierced the tremb
bling steps of Ten
ochtitlan doubled tw ice
above the lakes and skirts
in Coatlicue in tlacatiliztli
tu dentadura obsidiana oj
os de cuitlacochtli ador
mecidos en el Motel Eh
ecatl ay río cargado de
niños ahogados in yr
furious backside slid across
ah cross acro ssststs la frontera
multi insomniac de Chicago
chichimeca semen wind
tu lengua insurgente que
inexplica los ojos inversos
de Tlaloc decapitado en
los suburbios de Columbus
OH donde tu palidez se
dedescubre y echa las mi
gas mimigrantes de tu
pan pelúcido tu vidrio invivisible
y levanta la cabezona para
re cagar el mundo
Rubbed
in the dust of
Ivan
Argüelles' “La Llorona”
Wednesday, December 23, 2015
estanque
muck glove muck glove muck
glove muck glove muck glove
muck glove muck glove muck
glove muck glove muck glove
muck glove CARA
evolg kcum
evolg kcum evolg kcum evolg
kcum evolg kcum evolg kcum
evolg kcum evolg kcum evolg
kcum evolg kcum evolg kcum
verde
pórtico del
nombre
insolomnia fluore scent
rain nor windowglass a
gainst the bed sheet sp
lit book hump b
acked seismograph j
erky inna c lay gur
gles in the muck's
ins cripted vor
text pleural abysssss'
empty glass era sed us
tedes sin torso sin dia
crítica del guante em
papado en el estanque ver
de mi boca déme an an
cient head was crabs a
sleep a wake on loa
ded pis tol insomnom
ia asterisco del caos a
pesar del pasar sin
fin del alba in tóxica
Sleepless
in Ivan Argüelles'
“a
brief history of Surrealism”
Tuesday, December 22, 2015
hojas
lengua de nnudos ba
sinica de hilos per
didos si lo perdido
comido es o era o
el fin rerememorado
fué será lo mismo
nnumca ssiempre la
nada cosa alguna me
llena la silla donde
se me duermen las
nnalgas y yo en ca
camino con el celular
que me raspa que me
rraspa el vivi
ento del ente en
envenenado que me
ttuerce el pepescuezo
ppapel rasgado que me llee
fog proud
my
meter clod cloud my
apse
relapsed wore
full
nor toweling bur
nt
betide the indices
if
indices the mind des
cribe
or were a
laughing
wallet no
thing
left wells me
up
a tide of mud the
walls
collapsed .if
if
the shoe's de
tached
,the sky a
plate
of smoking lung
...a
great, wet, muddy thing...
-
Olchar E. Lindsann
la peste de
poetísica
aw steep dirt's he
el peso que me co
me la lencgua len
gcua cua jada de
fan go ta a got
a sec to die of
f site an outta keep
the shirt my me
at will dry ahead
the river brings dow
n the h ill did bur
y me it will
or foam the edge of mine
Saturday, December 19, 2015
unsaid
the ya wn my f
lapping sleeve's re
pressed an aging k
nife re ceeds in
to it's out of sigh
t a frog c
rushed inside a so
pping leg wind de
parts' the robe
it was ,high shine
rippled cross the lake
your thighless dog b
arks in
Can
you read the words
I
have not written?
-
Olchar E. Lindsann
the east is red
thunder storm my p
ants revealed it was
a window open to its
closing clouded with
a neck or Chaak t
urned way the
off it was ,the pl
undered norm or
formic clapping be
hind a wall where
water's born born and
dripping hands the form
deformed it was re
formed unformed uhfor a
snout recurling in the wind
...in
the thickets, Lord of the arts...
-
Dresden Codex
Speak
Change the fone in
habitation
loose neck dung in
mistletoe yr
flat shape yr reek
convection spoke
of moats between the
lines in yr palms he
ld up before the d
usty air duct they
behave like couch po
tatoes with speech ball
oons for hands no air be
hind the picture frames
John M. Bennett & C. Mehrl Bennett
Dec. 19, 2015
Thursday, December 17, 2015
dawn
feast or dramamine touch
or haddock floating bell
y up it is the soup for
gotten and your laundry
burns behind garage
it was the hearts yanked
out the ribs steaming
tossed into a b laze
enema rising was the sun
vacuum
ash contraption ,blut m
ailbox full of sh reds
you mighta wrote wh
at nos tril trailed
across a mirror it's
empty cumulus emp
ty swer ved a round
ah va cant hole
rice crawling up the
walls what b urns w
hat g rinds what dis
ables all the envelopes
fin
sail across the
glue red uction
fantôme
mes gommes
mes lustres
pres
ente
borb otear
mélange
des pieds
de pies
de présence
por
qué
fulminar y
mondar y
catastrofear y
por linde
por tento
por ende
Monday, December 14, 2015
bbaile
pl aga d
e
ntrada
murmurmán
y morandantes
son de son
pee
l
realneza
pasamondante
no me rajes los
rrestos
mano
lonche
comi tiv
a larmes
choc lo do
cacantan tos
borborregas
steep cheese
each knot bleed each
uh window plays the
ouch compactor ,please
,and dank you ,osteo
morosis blinking as the
siren nears your leg
)pale and bushy( time
to cr awl the steak
drips in envelope
:final clam ,or calm ,if
milk were choked ,the
start to ends the
foo T
breeze
the tine half
stings
up off
the
feel
sieze a day
the mute
the bleach
row
caw back
is a pen
dulum
a
aw wa
c
Saturday, December 12, 2015
sore
lengua ciega lengua ciega lengua
ciega lengua ciega lengua ciega
lengua ciega lengua ciega lengua
ciega lengua ciega lengua ciega
lengua ciega CAVE entierra yegua
entierra yegua entierra yegua entierra
yegua entierra yegua entierra yegua
entierra yegua entierra yegua entierra
yegua entierra yegua entierra yegua
floor
orfeito
sees puke-bucket grinning
from the health insurance
form don't look back
ants cookie crumbs ji
tter across the page yr
fistic snore hauled back
in cave legs jerking in
the sweaty sheets yr
mouth con tamination fe
ver rotates the eeyyee
ss the jails are full g
guns gg listen in all the
basements you are the
lyre's lunch your ggaggggg
...atraviesa
el continente sin
sentir
el río Oriente...
-Martín
Barea Mattos
Thursday, December 10, 2015
“torn strand
of earth”
fog watered ,calzado de
estrellas the thinning sleep
thuds and th uds uh pic
kle rolls in ddust bbe
neath yr bbed's dehiscent
cloud reveals a ddog in
spandex green as ww
ater radio's sta tic
war and bar king be
hind a chair yr moon gr
unts a sl eeve fills with
rain was curdled milk yr
arm fog yr bluish musk
runs down the s ink's
distant morning will be a
sea walking in yr zapatazo
izcuintle verde que te dice
árbol arbre cuahuitl treeeeeeeeeeeeeee
Muffled
after Ivan Argüelles' “Morgenstern”
Wednesday, December 9, 2015
rehab
wha th c rap en
trails beside uh st
ream s crawled yr
cheep sheet all dro
ppings on ,in half or
quarts th nitey sw
um inhalt ,yr tube
.re half ,be aimed ,un
c rocked yr flapu
lence compacts ,be
mind .or knobby
,if a comb breaks
all its teeth
indebted ,like the air
reach
usher dim
rote piles
the awful
the heads
big
blang
tawdry deck the
rim squeals
mice in hell
hike
finger
feeds the feet ah
dis tant
ant or lies
acá los ojos
just
feel yr runny finger
gum a knee yr
polenta's spilled just
flame yr hand just
nodding at the crosshairs
melting in yr eye
cross
eye melt eye melt eye
melt eye melt eye melt
eye melt eye melt eye
melt eye melt eye melt
eye melt HAIRS felt sky
felt sky felt sky felt
sky felt sky felt sky
felt sky felt sky felt
sky felt sky felt sky
spill
Monday, December 7, 2015
answer
immassive sugar ,Sr. Escara
bajo drags his gut across
the centerfold your h
and shot there ,or
fingered crest is feathers
was ,a topcoat puddled
in the blood you lost
your head .ay tortuga
,ándale ,regresa y me
dices cuál vocablo en
dormecido ,says which name
swarming layer cake you thought
plant
embued an stormed ,inclactic
,foisted on the driver's seat
yr fueling doom recalls ah
sooner than ,remisted ,tub
of doggie balls yr tooth's
desire ,chew the wheel
yr leg reparts ,the wheel
,a chiltepequín it was
,watching you
red eyes open in the dirt
crown
milk hat milk hat milk
hat milk hat milk hat
milk hat milk hat milk
hat milk hat milk hat
milk hat ROACH tah klim
tah klim tah klim tah
klim tah klim tah klim
tah klim tah klim tah
klim tah klim tah klim
swimmer
Thursday, December 3, 2015
splinters
d rip the leg 's d un
g ape th ingks in ra
in's coll apsant nos
tril ls and coughs an
c off s torm of gl
ass vents the epi
dermis - viento ,ven
tana ,voz - VACÍO
where the guts oncet
r oiled ¡ay the s
urging g utter!
)at last at last(
my dream of forks and
stolen camera