Wednesday, March 29, 2017
nopalista
ins ide uh'ns feet a
chalchihuitl stone water
r ash invades yr ank
le's BOIL YR SUIT
yr faucet cash yr
dung towel's thick air
SLEEP INSIDE YOUR
SHOE puz zle
spelt with chochinilla's
scaly clown ON THE
STEPS AN ORANGE
TURD THROBS your
green eyes closed ,a
penca covered with wings
Pendejo.
Quichaletàani, quichaxiquìeni.
-
Juan de Cordoua, 1578
the room
cuadritangular the
pool a glimmery p
age a mask what
writ beneath a
shoe a comb was
lung will corpse w
ill keep the wind
ow streaked a bove
the drain a glove
Wednesday, March 22, 2017
outer flood
bean peel ,been a head a
knot deflate uh SEEPAGE
FLAG whipping off your
face or meaty hat your
BOILER TONGUE your
gushing sausage thumps
the dryer name the “thought”
)“cawed”( said a leak upon
the tree your switchback
set on fire .bring a lip b
ring a tweezers holds the
ssmoke folder crinkly
in your pocket where the
twitchy hamsters slept
lurch an dung an hole an cod
rut fog
miles of soon the snake
was mud returns
face and coins
a squirrel time chews
the faucet shakes
shiny balls
slaved my fork before the
soon it was a sooner
than the liver tined
against your mouth em
burnished sherds of
mirror and buttons I could
EAT MY SPOON spread
the bolus on your face
what's seen was nees
saw ecaf SQUIRMED BE
FORE THE LUNCH
Sunday, March 19, 2017
qui brûle
c'est risible ça
un miroir visible
COMME LA MER
sin pantalones
con un retrato de
aceite en el coco
à huile à huile a
way
sin LA FUENTE DE
LINGUINI c'est impo
simble cette merde ça
mais le fin por fin
SE VE COMO MONEDA
inútil ,brillante
Una
luz muerta...nacida debajo del
horizonte...
-
José Antonio Ramos Sucre
ponerPi
moomb tormento ffla
comido soomb mi L pa
pronto muero ,suero
del lago fofo .fis
ionomía DEL VIENTO
LÍTICO papelalas que
ya ya no recuerdo ni
se acuerdan de mí
COMO DEBE SER
--)tu flauta tragada(--
sarna líquida de mis
huehuevos de mi
huehueixtli in
olinixtli boomb
fomento en el ingle
dodormido ARBOL
SIN ESTUFA que me
escacribe la alabra
sin P
oua
oua oua oua oua
-
Pierre Albert-Birot
Wednesday, March 15, 2017
tryst torque
g
ate be fore the suit
case
louder testine in
a
shoulder c ramp w hat
shit
congeals ah revelation
bullets
doors retail the
goofballs
crawling on your
tiny
screen a thinkhole
quivers
with gnats::: em
boiled
a clouder glue
repaid
the giggly killer
hoppy
behind a bbush
it's
your flaccid de ex
plan
ation ,emboldened
toothache
rotting in a
skull
your wristwatch
flopping
out was tongue
guijarro
gástrico
me puse la tt
umba en la bboca
y me puse sin pon
er el lápiz por la
vista bizca que
no me abría la
lata de sardinas
que no me explicaba
el principio del ti
empo el tiempo vi
drioso como el
río liminar de la
selva como libro
de recetas y ritos
funerarios ritos
portanto de humo
y tortillas de luz ,de
luz y escarpes
descaminadas des
muñecadas como la
lengua que me
chupa las cenizas
Moi
je tuerai les pierres
-
Pierre Albert-Birot
Sunday, March 12, 2017
habre
mouth's o dry en t
tttttttnntry de nies
ah forker speech a h ay
er noh pudeh nih hhablar
ni clammed up off
WATER WALL nor
illlubrication refoamed
uh word ,is felt is
,hair and whitefly re
named yr speech a
fter all aft er all
aaaft er a ll a lla ve
de lo que nunca fué
mas pise fuer te
sin seen calzado
tongue an tied
Thursday, March 9, 2017
cook
inside the creep your
meat reducts uh what
I not ate could not
released the air's
impulsive throat ,s
sounds or sstrokes
upon the ground its
plate of faucetss
cough their final
spatter :wake the
steak mask wake
a worm's thunder
in the kitchen as
a flame slides up !
what's seen's all
yakking ,all's froze
,adripping from
the eyes the holes
• •
choose
dung toilet past the
laundry said it you
compacted spoon you
chew and chew the
juice unchanged was
changed and swam
a gain why lung
why boiled the
livers slipping from
your hand I
compacted you
emergenced you
across the muddy
kitchen where a
squirrel quivers
on the fridge
and my shoes step
back inside out
(a
typewriter/in a tree)
-
Charles Olson
Monday, March 6, 2017
redaptive use
such drun gks suc
h wingèd lint a
bove the sprouted
worm a numb
ered doorg un
hinged just w
alk an hunged
empastive shirt
afly ope n to yr
snore an outer
ham treplied re
plegados son mis
huehuevocritos )ig
nored the air(
blat ant rain
,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,
río inagotable
leaf up and crawl out
yr occuhole ah res
tive beetle or your
rooty source a tum
bler off .emblaze
the flow ered air its
golden lint re formed
yr breath indactile
shimmer beneath
the sink your shoes
moulder in .it's re
cloud it's de-samed
it's a crumpled
numb er in
the gut ter's
branch constricts
La
figure de la pendule
-
Théophile Gautier
Friday, March 3, 2017
hard
knob end
singgle fone ah ectics
sp ate of ,ssneeze re
gressions ,crime of
st ate yr bblind in
vestiments run with
blood the yarny beast
ial one the half a
head crawling in a
mirror what strings
a stone a long what
día lectics vomit on
the gate yr huh huh
aftermath slashing
through yr shoes
the long bone cr
ossed upon yr chest
...graznidos
al cruzar una laguna infernal.
-
José Antonio Ramos Sucre
saw no time
mighty mute indictive po
ured the slave juice out O
plunger's emplasive nate
slumped against a wall
! the foggy cheese you lun
ched nor clevered hunch
detailed the silence s
poke a written knife
saved what lint was
left it was a clut
tered window dead
flies and cups I
saw the grimy miss
ive on the glass it
it ref was lection
pawed with swweaty
didigits
wisdom double
dimmer
foot than leg m
eaning
less mist cheese
,fascia
pools in the kitch
en
cab inet your sky fire
incidence
brighter than
,lunch
farting under a tab
le's
urine clots gleam
your
facial fork ,shellac
me
this O spoon evolved
to
mirror yr chaos bowl yr
bowel
religion smirking
in
a grocery store the
world
is shit and smelly
envelopes
shred the towns
shred
the bridges shred the
politics
uh junkyards
foggy
paper chewed and spat
out
in the checkout line
Rechewed
from Jim Leftwich's
texts
of February 24, 2017
Wednesday, March 1, 2017
mud in the hole
mute and moult the
agk cagk said nor
thin engastic door
reheeled you stalk
out slumped deglued
and whatsat leaking
leaking wasit children
dragged into a pit ay
tensive murder cross
the clocks and glaring
screens yr mot m
ight murmer thru a
dog of sleep sleep
what swallows all
the dust migration
sticky oozing from
your mOuth
Las
aguas...esconden la margen frontera.
-
José Antonio Ramos Sucre
hinspiración
aogagada
tub blood mask sssss
rusty serrration as the
opens door yr ponded
negck LABIAL DROWNING
beneath yr sandwich ch
air details the nameless
snake's eye reflects its eye
inhale the grey flecked water
it's yr nostril time time
to wander from the
throat
...comme
si personne n'avait entendu.
-
Alain Robbe-Grillet