abrillantasombrado

health insurance robots bash

the door ow greasy teeth

ggnash out chunks

of face its air was

bloody sand foams in the

wounds you sleep next a

wall ciggy butt your

ear you heard the

nothing with you heard the

sumpin' wit' ,it's mud sw

irling in a spoon your

pen bends leaks your

throat AGE AND FOG

time to spit the

thinning plate a

startled shadow

blood and eyes

necks

page o

chain

s s s s s

o c

linking

fface yr soap

last bites

yr heaving neck a

hoy wut hal fer

said it off in

sides thud hump

a .way away buts

tame when pried

,storm then sec

or after up a drain

.was flast er th

roat in bed was

,beam acrashed the

dock but is was

beats the bread be

,at's a b read

the name then died

cabezagua

sagis fati cero te's

early ratalert orbent

lu face u fflag re

bate ,geracto clot my

grind erbabblation

karnivalent floods

of lies eat .rocks

cue shord nuts d

ry in epaglireal :ad

normal, tememos el

pulque que vomiraste

has ,ardork dogs the cling

nest c lock clock cloc

k yr rostrum donut

gate inside the

nnothing was a surp

lus wrench ,gaseous

water streams out

the eyes yr letter

thrink in .lettuce

bloody hold yr

ear legumes the

gauges circle the

auges circle the ga

uges ccircle

After Jim Leftwich's

“Heisenberg omnivorous vacuum muzak”

tease

the laughter dog will

forced a gating maw

replies was be a

tool demorrowed ,for

micator drew the

joke off will .pull

the ham pull the h

am you snorting's

watch the wallet

after fog will come

las' week .bilge

am mime ,run guff

aw cross the

barking wall

re past

chew the sunk

dog dead f

orK yr

Gleaming

Wrist

half arf

build your hatless crash ah

flame enslabulation just

toast yr arm my fingered

wurst it was a dog balloon

in wind trembling :enemanation

in the reeking laundry per

fume ,motor of collabpse yr

memorabble's dust awri

then back yr bloodbright mask

chew yr snore and die

lo dicho

foco flaco ,pens

ante un rrío

's entrance o

whhistlhed teeth dr

ies the wwind por

la ventana sin vent

ana mática la

luz reredonda

órale ,ahbra la bho ca

uld

steep cheese

nose kept

towelled ,ah fog

¨

el huevón

pulso indemne que no me

deja déjame mas púlsame

adrede que no me deje si

me haga ese favor pues

plis .es con can que en los

huevos me ladra can sin

hueso sin podredumbre en

el cartapacio donde se seca

todo ,escritito es y es caneado

ni existe lo ex istente deex

insistente asistido soy a la ho

guera invisible del libro pasajero

por la cueva .nariguantudo

me toca apenas la página

,y saboreo lo chachamuscado

pulsante en mí

Chamufcado fer. Tichóhuia.tiquijxoa.

- Juan de Cordoua, 1578

runes in the flooded street

sea's dice drown an

ear's slept wind a

gland held high toward

a spilling moon ¡ O glass

paths ! writ with

blood a shark's codex

“you saw it coming” on

your knees ,the big rig

Quetzalcoatl writing the

suburbs buried in

locusts and mud ,car

toons of roofs and

parking lots a pyramid

crowned with cigarette

butts and Signs of Rain

this was the prophet of twins

After Ivan Argüelles' “Epitaph in the

Rain” & “Image of Valum Votan”

murs

coughed in the wall's cloudy

snore pierres de nuages

it's where I legless wore

,wore a throbbing glass a

throbbing glass my eye

fell in the wall of

burning laundry bur

ning laundry c'est ma

voyage, voy age in

gested was a sleep

endormi ,sans monnaie

avec des trous invisibles

open the mud's mirrors

on en construit / des murs / on s'enferme dedans

- Frédérique Guétat-Liviani

l'ombre de l'eau

doggèd soap une frontière

invisible cara al espejo

mojado distant blood a détourné

soaked in the book página

de piel escrita con chalchihuitl

il y a un mur troué behind

the sticky sink me ví la mano

en llamas avec des yeux of

nails ce sera la langue

fluttering in the soup before

it swirls down the drain

Avec des phrases de

Frédérique Guétat-Liviani

tiny hands

an orange beast bleeds on a

bed of hair a closet piss and

mice your face contains a

lens a handful of dogshit

approaches I slept a burning

shirt vomit streams from the

sleeves I groveled and spun ¿what

door is banging in the hall? rain

and chimpanzees fill the

shopping center and my triple

sleep falls off the bed falls off the

bed faucets explode in the walls

and the mailman slashes the phone

with a rusty breadknife

lo nadasémico

la literotura me hablaba la

carasémica aaaaaaadormilada

en la tina ay la tina llena de

ladrillos donde me echo

una siestasísmica donde me

echo una siestabísmica

sueños de lihbros ehscritos

con cabellos de peluquería

aaahogadaaaaaaaaaaaaa en mi

nadarchivo donde me

dedicto el sileeencio el

sileeeeencio el

sileeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

cio

la cara mojada

putalambre sarnamudo tripalado

me abre la puerta un monstruo

anaranjado ,con rictus bucal de

payaso que apesta ,de caroña

pisibilante la cara .un libro

era ,de manitas disecadas y

allí ¿qué leo? ¿una piedra

grasienta? ¿un zapato en llamas?

¿una soga de humo? palabra de

aguas negras era ,con alas de bandera

sucia ,y yo ¿qué digo? la nada

dije ,y el todo que decía es un

escupitazo sin fin

eat the dirt

the cornbled face in

tact was crumbled

mask beneath a

stone the gate's

inflation ,cornered

ash invades your

snore its wrinkled

dust .recloud !re

cloud !nor huff the

half rejects your

marbled race slams

the wall ,Tlaltecuhtli's

smashed asleep

age the sandwich

,your final fork's

quivered mud

was the map of glass

was the rain of sleep

was the inch of linguaphagia

was the gravel in the ear

was the mirror in the finger

was the stone in the lint duct

was the wheel of air

was the eyelid of knives

was the buried door

was the sand in the clouds

was the cup of burning coins

was the pyramid of the echo

was the window in the stranger

was the face dripping in the drugstore

was the ant swimming through the ink

was the sea giggling in a hill

After Ivan Argüelles' “O Vita Fallax”

stop

littered highway embankment

idling truck

load of missles

After Ivan Argüelles after

John M. Bennett after

Ivan Argüelles

sooner shot

plurilactoso I closed my

ears the ants leaked out

,was logs and shoes ,buried

mask the drowned

one swimming said ,was

milk sheeting face .flat

on my back I scurried and

pantsless ,fog≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈

and glue seeped out a

screen on the curb

.immured and loud ,I yelled

at the guns turning a corn

er toward me

open up

lipless gun the

hammered fog

ok you're next

lencio

sheet door

hung with poem

ha ha

si

caraglobo

para Aaron Flores

luzco camisalida ,adormido

soy al pasar por la pppuerta

donde un rerefugiado en la

aaacera se abre el pecho en

llamas .un calzagafas soy con

todojos acerrados ,versojos

mudojos y a mi casa vacía

me vuelvo donde no hay sino

aire polvoroso y un polvojo

ensangrentado invisible ¿el

cielo de piedra se ha hecho?

¿el pájaro de arena? sin aire

me inflo sin luz me veo sin

tierra me encamino con mis

solojos abnegados que me

vean la sábana sucia bajo el sendero