cistern mortgage

ignite the eye boil xenophone a

thup glob yr chin dis play re

lentant surplus tears yr p

ocket off was exit yearned

a list of winds ,face the faceless

water piano .tirade ants ,in

teriorate the road yr lapse

gasps reside :inconnection ,li

quid fossil ,pubic toe inhales

your banking sausage .dis

reumembered largess beside

:but's inconnsumate thick

and bulbous ,lettered boats

rotting on a garbage dump

domestic air ,ashphyxiation ,shat opinion

Ranted from Jim Leftwich's

Six Months Aint No Sentence,

Book 176, 2016

cramp verbatim

syllabic early limestone

growl nor face an amulet

of sleep's oily eggs your

eyes or pencil carrion

at at at ata attat at a

rara r r r r r aaaaa s

eductive logic never

swirled yr smoky ex

planation exhalation at

at yr simpering cheese mor

phemes ,ill the ear in

hercoherent dict at ion soup

At-attack in Jim Leftwich's

Six Months Aint No Sentence,

Book 174, 2016

boom fog

if depths of thunder s

tumbled off the roof

was if your cataracts'

great grey lips smoked

their water off if b

uried in the grass'

speech a snakeskin

collapsed a form off

curving toward a secret

air if air were shadow

thinking off the absent

sea if sea dried

mist its flickered

eye should be ,be off

Miasma risen off Ivan Argüelles'

“The Earth-Shaker Neptune”

evaporation

viscous books

shirts burn

plano

indemne el cuerno un

túnel es si cuerno la

flauta sea ,en la puerta

me toca túnel sin fin la

cueva boca de lluvia ll

uvia fuente del cuerno

que máscara es .es

faz y puerta ,rumbo

que abre en punto pun

tual .al revés me ppincha

,pinche no llega nunca

in cesante

le gotea el reloj ,pri

mo erizo ,pulsación

pues es ,o fuente ,de

puslabras ,y abre

el ojo al revés .bas

urero es ,coleccionista

de dificcionarios de

sangre ,la multitud

famélica que quiere

hablar más mas ahbre

no puede ,porcen

taje hinchado con

las manos en una la

punzhora o luna in

visible que le cubre la cara

le cubre la cara la

camisa ,conejo sin tripas

que salta con pluma sin pausa

door

your shoulder spider

looked in to your ear your

ear the hallway with a

bed your severed leg

slept a log or hammer

could the wind have been

the sticky words your

cough forgotten said

aperture

peel my black storm if

storm be bloody socks

hurled against a wall

the wall your face con

vects a flung conclusion

if the end a starting

shot became the stack

of bowls falls off a

roof the roof was wind

the wind your shirt

burning on the green horizon

loose luz

luno ,tim e

s escencia

deshorline

ay plusvalía

,pulsación pene

t rada

eyedust

boil a gland intention's

ripe suit flacker crawl yr

dead soup's crunch a

cross yr labored anomask

= tie yr mouth th read s =

soiled nul think ,a peanut

hams yr leg yr llegg me

he llegado ,yegua desaliento

con aliento me ahoga que ,c

oiled past my speech

the rinsing clouds re name

the clinging lunch re gains my

cheek's flooded toil

words and pus ,wind

compacted in a grain of dust

Una nube todas las nubes alrededor del ojo

- Jorge Cáceres

rim rem

toil the egg toil the

aisle f lame lacustre

foil the ahahash the

cumbre restless a f af a

n eye the fridge's mask

your toweled light lev

itation rain inside a

bean you shared the

marble kite crashed a

gainst a power pole

uncover all the kitchen

plaquetitudes wind in g

rids or mining's mirror

you laked the slef the

self the fles the elsef

leaps inside a speech m

achine aerae eae aeer

tow rope ripe guardia

repetitious in the craw

led sardine

dry and deep ,horizonte

Sprawled in Jim Leftwich's

Six Months Aint No Sentence, Book 168, 2016

ttenedor

peldaño de mi sueño

con el libro pisé un

can imbécil simply

shadowed with a

fork yr boca knew

,knew the arf ,y

sigo con la mano

embolsillada sin muñ

eca .portal mi

muerte incompleta

era ,que subo ,escalera

nir

espejo

d el as

pirina

•

ojepse

spit out it

drop yr hole yr

off provides ,ennail

the chanchre load empty

pockets shine or shshine re

lease a dark a coin ffllippping

out of sight yr neck writ offoffoffon

light coughing as is falls yr skinless

face .stop the coil phaze the sand

wich maze yr mouth provides

the ceiling shortage

seas crevice there yr

laundry waves fall of

sand lisps down

chairleg blood pooled

floor's camposanto movie

where I kissed your statue's

burning shirts' smoke vis

cous books yr flooded

basement's blind wings

aspirin in a mirror ay

ego egg hair swirled

tub a word cloud's

evaporation cities' sibilant

deexplanations in the cr

acks ,crumbling stairway

shoes disappear

Dampened in Ivan Argüelles'

“Disappearing Little by Little”

& “The Door Never Asked”

ni soy

sonreificar ,lamer ,in

explicar ,ananotar ,cac

oronar la piedra ciega

que te contempla ,órale

en deantes la ,respuesta

infútil que te abre que

te cierra la boboca la

baboquita la beboquitita

mentada por la crónica

ésa ,funestomada ,p

lacer de lo poco que

te queda dicho

.siempreficado soy

,y si soy no soy

senderojo

me tumbo atrás ,el rumbo comido

un cálculo es ,o caja deamb

ulante ,con una flor y una

moneda por ojos ,me piso pues

el co gote ,intonsa la más

cara o fídica que me ex

plica la grava que en la boca llevo

tus gafas en llamas me rondan

danger

plunger boy ,bathe the

shadow thickens on an

inner page the page a

faucet creaking past

your sight a wallet

stuffed with notes

not flushed .a plain

of sweaty hills a

drone buzz low

fan

my itch compaction fraught

was complex gun enhanced

was porkrind crumbled

in the driver's seat .frogs

and flags ,a knife im

pellant ,face of oil

returns the stare

.bloody shirts fall through

a rain of ants it was

fragme

shatte fazce jour

ney elusion th th

thik papasausage

en ctool thzink

oudter cccl own

hinna bbblayde

Compacted from Jim Leftwich,

Six Months Aint No Sentence,

Book 172, 2016

tutelage

limits the folio re

volution icecubes swa

llowed in a pock et pro

cessor slab ,is ch

ange missume uh c

lam wound thru yr f

ace obvic storm ru

ling politi com merce co

agu lated fl otation s

law ran cid o Cid el

mío mytochondria so

ur above mut ation arc

ade just brit tle po

tatos pota toes st

opped in the road's ad

verbial pie rats' pun

ished mir ror saw my fa

cial off in half lop

ped off light was til

ted lack plas tic ha

ptic virility dawns in

a sentience fire sh sh

adow xeszew liter

ally in tloughhgt my s

tubby pencillia fr

acked across yr re

ad machine's soc

ial paradgraph my

sign recountant ,fin

gered shadgow

With Fragmentaria from Jim Leftwich,

Six Months Aint No Sentence, Book 170, 2016

The Mirrorsnake

en círculo ,rodeo y mov

imiento relation yygo lan

guage strewn libre del fi

ero mundo potholes in th

e arrow cristal y hielo par

edón de meat catharsis ás

pero concurso la lun

a transpositio word t

aste pelo a pelo a

mong the sea of boo

ts' espantoso al

arde contradictory w

hole invidiada mu

sa sonorosa deriviti

ve borrowings self-

deficient y otros o

cultos partos' lit

erary burlap con be

llas techumbres de or

o futuristy pro

clamations de mor

tal tesoro baldly h

ollow sombras de cie

lo semic machine de a

mor el centro ufhru

irhguel desiertos ar

enales public beginn en

leche's far pants y an

chos caminos' cerebr

al ash most obt

use sufre el se

vero rostro del whi

pcream torpe the d

awn covers illness bot

tom name de es

pinas secas el at

ambor most obtuse pr

int the nnamme ¿qué len

gua habrá? by fo

aming experience en

la seca región del a

ire's dirt the string g

old en negras mos

cas collective sal

picado by the se

a alquimistas f

rom dirt the lett

er hebras del aire ao

rta crypt habitual an

chors de inven

ción salida del p

fundo's som

atic sign o lelet

ras neck grati

on labyrinth cr

eaks inside the th

ought ,gigant

es más que hum

anos en letras...

Seeing double in Bernardo de Balbuena,

La Grandeza Mexicana, 1603; &

Jim Leftwich, Six Months Aint No

Sentence, Book 169, 2016

ins

time or f

licker it's

its nomen

flan ,fog

coneojo

tu huevojo condens ata

me la piernaa más O

fulminado O fon ética

l ubrecada mi alfiler

enters the yolk of yr

eye ay intóónsico ,dual

butt one of the ddots

• ))sieze the sleep detail(((

, foggy rabbits chew the

writ thing

...centro de la libertad de la lámpara

- Jorge Cáceres

start

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lake

book tree turd tree book

tree book lake book tree

book tree turd tree book

tree book lake book tree

book tree turd tree book

tree book lake book tree

book tree turd tree book

turd book tree book turd

tree lake turd lake tree

book lake tree lake book

tree book turd book tree

lake book tree book lake

turd

tree

≈

≈

Mantrafied in Ivan Argüelles'

“Kunst der Fuge”

caw

baw ble

k not

runn y 's

not de

doubled

O   ●

understand?

rush of nonsense

was I knew the root

white penis in the earth

is dog blinding down

the street my tongue

writ door steel wool

emergent from the

telephone your

answer's lost

eggs and paper

flat urlens thru comb yr

verbomeat ist honly hoil

ni pabper thots less

er's eggk r acked

yr book ,was fid

dling f iddling eats the

pipiano cornered with

a hammer deintonation

)furation of the sglow(

:yr eyes a muscle life

,life in's said obknotted

papours uhn hnNN yrTy

collabpsant eYen nul

eeeeeeeee you's inssaid

incejables de silabear cuchillas cercenadas

- Clemente Padín

Spilled from Jim Leftwich's

Six Months Aint No Sentence, Book 164, 2016

stern

spread the door inside

was ammunition and a

static thunder was the

thick thirst behind your

eye a numb er sausage

white with grease yr

open palm redolent of co

ncrete darkened in the rain

no ví la casa ,ni tus pasos alocados

rango

ecorapsódico el

arbol que yo co

mía

fang o

ped ra

insulsto in

pulsto o

ropéndula

p

luma

storm fork

glanded moon in wind's

ruins rusted water was

my left eye the right a

mirror thrown in a well

ojo de morfeo no te veo

te veo )see the( pestañeo

de la estatua verde re

volving in a lake grey be

neath the mountain girls

raise rocks tiny spoons

clouds talk from caves

Dampened from Ivan Argüelles'

“Morpheus” and “On Our Way Home”