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






hi

meT a SHEe
t long DRU m
meD crOSs
the A ve NUE

T






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




ví eso

de aD eyyey
E nnter hiL
l's Tu mbA

huehueso y cacasco

Wednesday, March 15, 2017








ascuas

Beak porTal
ambUlation
riSen aa

shsh






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









jején

endEble
mas d eNtro
Decenso
)sin lavarme(

wh




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





SHIT IN THE HOLE


SEED



SLOT
SLOW


SWEAT






YOUR CHIMING TEETH

CHIN
HEEL



FOG
ROPE

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




do

bOLt h
Ammer h
ot dog l
eaps a ffAlls

or






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