Wednesday, August 30, 2017








flood sleep

yr word slime faucet . un
morne silence , ,
)Chaussepierre( empapados los
huesos real istas MY PLANAR
THOUGHT h ands in the st ream a
cow g lands on the bank steam sw
irls round her mouth mas ticante
la parole , baigné dans son
sang , , “don't forget the
eggs” .yr my her ash mistake ,fire
crawled be neath the bed your
lake of d rains p lugged up yr SLUR
RED TIME LOST was ! , ,
, , , between the commas
; ( ) , ? a sleep
in a soaking bed


;
la bouche ouverte,
, ,
,
- Charles-Georges Coqueley de Chaussepierre






echo

in in in
nur nur nur
nod nor nil



HICUCU SIXTEEN

void un veiled
mind dis persed
pool un seen

lethe flows
ampersand's
window lost

brain submerged
film undone
e van es

cent ch amber
rearing up
fingers flare

mask unspliced
your voices
shapeless grass

leaf evolved
chthonic
thumb or brain

into sea's
unending
thought event

unseen pool
dispersed mind
veiled the void


Found in Ivan Argüelles'
Into the Lethe”






Sunday, August 27, 2017








ojogrifo

Les beaux muscles de fer de
son corps surhumain )José-María de
Heredia( splinter off the water
TORMENTA DE LUZ my eye
s tabs and bsats zzz the comb
FELL OFF YOUR FACE tu
lupa sinks in the lake tiny
flames crinkle on the shore n'ont
pas brûlé ta chair fissure ,skin
sandwich ,trickles in the bowl
its muddy blond wig beneath a
garbage can it was yr last d
renched laundry failure gleaming
faucet o ojógrifo your shut
tered head turns in toward
me your rust and drowned moths
:Il palpite, il frémit d'esperance et
de fièvre ,tastes what drips
off down the drain











ok

moist drain
shut up



HICUCU SEVENTEEN La Piedra

knack of shim
mer où les
yeux s'en brûle

cheap stunt light
fame or flame
lock lock lock

martillo
sur mes pieds
sang no hay

flavor flab
flovar balf
alba of

drink this ttooll
is wok want
for nuttin'

it es il
list ie ie
nada es ¿no?

cosa tún
emetic
chain swallow

tepetl ,roof
stone release
your last tooth

I died I
stormed I
ate a wall

gr unt nur
egulate
simpathic

shutter cloud
open fog
clou de chair

lously hangs
final drip
sauce of guns










Wednesday, August 23, 2017







natación

twist my lake and cough
cough up sand retrete
inescuso swam up to you
wharf swarms with dogs
.my listed face your sl
uffing arms smattered
in the gritty fog :;:;:;:;:;:;:;:;:;
sendas hormigas que no
sé dónde formir clammed
up not snored .outer ouch
inner floor ,splinters and
olive pits récamara SIN
SALIDA escrita en tus
párpados de hule


aux écumes originelles
naguères d'ou sursauta son délire...
-Stéphane Mallermé









be

ship the shirt
engastic fold
er swoll wit
h seems to
buttons lost





HICUCU HACKS

shlort flogic
if spider
langkuage by

alien hhunt
voice ungrown
ttent or hhead

liberat
or breeathing
genectic

words latdder
angngular
roots exsist

sentience coat
es shaking
absince' dis

tant reason
pro cess trees'
slecond tlongue


After Jim Leftwich's

Hicucu from Code of Signals



Sunday, August 20, 2017







the madding

in maze of s inks your corn pool
cette coup de lait pur )Paul Éluard(
mis ojos mixtos ,monstres dans le
sable les chaussures vides in haze yr
th inks cornered with her socks
SCRAWLED WITH SHOULDER
GLUE une façade affreuse / |
\ , ; sin viento ,facial milk a
wave or grime yr book drinks yr
sweated hat will drunk have
“corporate fascism” luggage stuffed
with tongues or form drool is your
wallet hammered with a nose is
your cellphone chewed with b lack
ra dish is your will have swallowed
la cara de rana con lápices flojos
como sopa seca


Et c'est aux foules de comprendre
La faiblesse des meurtriers.

- Paul Éluard 
HICUCU FOURTEEN

change and shape
racous tub
shave what leaks

pillow wind
sot forcep
chain your sleep

componer
la sopa
seca es

o lunar
o sobar
o ran os

sp lay leg wound
cough ant snore
gristle's mind

replace nut
tun tibah
o o o

your heat name
my shore lint
her cow fly

bum nate score
final shot
play a rock

mighty rice
moldy cheek
murdered fog

reveal a
tuna melt
suffer phone

mis güevos
no ríen
ni mueren

mi visaje
affreuse c'est
doudouble







there it was

a bubbled floor a
mist's contusion
inflames yr face
a dime's confusion
costs yr pocket

never named the place




OSVALDO CIBILS  &  JOHN M. BENNETT




Thursday, August 17, 2017









hack it off

page of corn que me he comido
,lustros ha ; oh consolante horreur !
)Chaussepierre( my face mask's sw
irling hair's the stream your voice was th
ick THOUGHT THE THOUGHTLESS
TEETH and gravel ; la bouche ouverte,
, , , , )Chaussepierre( “I twisted
back my eyes” your naked saw ,chain of
mice crosses room gets lost in the hall
)page of storm( ! , ; dans la
coupe )Chaussepierre( alguna cosita no vista
ví ,la ventan a bierta un fue fuego fué o
aalaa page of form tongue climbs the wall
que conozco que no he conocido thum
b rain pounds my greasy specs my
hand's cut off ,g rasping a a i i r r


, , les entrailles , ?rien
- Charles-Georges Coqueley de Chaussepierre



HICUCU NINE

chew clock waste
in back flow
oh wall out

temp us fid
git cluster
cave behind

read and leap
a plan door
coughing shut

plus valía
menos mal
mirada

mis tunas
mis manos
recuerdo

hot pliers
wet wallet
stun swallowed

meat the mist
escombros
j'ai mangé

cochon pol
itique ar
bre qui brûle

pesantez
peldaño
con caca

weeds and lunch
ringing phone
one or none

doggèd mute
reap the fog
silence said

it it it
ch ch ch
it ch it








vas otting

preva lint de ta
chment supp suppa
expoliation perconceived
yr uther naviword un
do ni hidter quests
.yearly lay ersion V im
paction sirface ans
mission ditstory inde
tends yr ysical louse
,ay yr uture F retcedes
intide the himages :re
tord en osean's leep
adition ,splawn deflies
uh meanders sementary
:onceptual ucture
rowth o fliction
!etters tink inna tow
el


After Jim Leftwich's

Footprints, May 2017 





BIBLIOTHÈQUE DE BONAPARTE


OSVALDO CIBILS & JOHN M. BENNETT

Monday, August 14, 2017








merdeurtre

...je devrais bientôt me taire )Paul Éluard(
mas el sol me sube en el ojo an other
dday headaches across my scalp mais les
bombes respirent sous le lit MERDRE ME
URTRE MERDRE MEURTRE MERDRE
MEURTRE a bee thrashes in the wet sink zz
zb zzzb zzzb tourbillon d'hilarité et d'horreur
)Stéphane Mallarmé( I licked yr face its
faucet's high squeal sleeps beside your
cheek dark room grey coffin of the open
door SHUT THE FUCK UP leggjjerk
under the sheet yr cloud come down yr
breath a nest of sticky webs tongues air
silenced leaving “arriver est un départ” )P.E.(
no estoy aquí ni soy estaré ayer ay er ror rim's
streaming glass inimbalanced inimixturable


Le mot fenêtre un mur le bouche

- Paul Éluard
HICUCU TEN

soupir le
fenêtre
inourverte

me puse tu
camisa e
vaporé

choose shit sheet
choose shore shot
loose sand stuns

commotion
muddy sleep
water rise

hervirte
cogote
despierto

fool nodder
knot the cord
pull too tight

middle neck
outer shoe
blaster key

drippy thing
seated lunch
affaire morte

lube tube gut
tomb vacía
meat to come

shorter wave
lurch off page
it fuck it

plume sêche
pinga wet
porte en feu

chew yr pants
choke yr book
change yr skull







esperanto

some ,or frantic st
ep deflayer it's a
code ,or name if

n one resplays a
sausage lurks be
fore the Stone the

stOne ,locked a
round em pathic beet
scowling in the clay








Thursday, August 10, 2017







dead at least

I said yr faucet Quelques secondes de
silence )Lucien Suel( tongued thru a
rain my back remembers last Monday
FEET BURIED IN GRAVEL what
coughing sky relaxant b ack yar d
strewn with gears you a dribbling
shut shirt db db db db db )shadow
of the “great condensation”( pearled
on yr tines' ab negation ab stention ab
domenation AB OMINABLE trick
les fired water ,said your thoughtless
said your lunge through the pane sa
id sack of embers said of you “you
carried a mouth at least”


...rouler sa langue dans sa bouche...
- Savoir-vivre & bonnes manières,
2009 (Esprit XVIIIe)



HICUCU SEVEN
- For C. Mehrl Bennett

engineer
ábrame
el aire

thimbled breast
pillow dust
kiss my ,yes

stunted pig
travesty
dropped gun off

been a clown
shat dog bowl
laugh and spit

dripping tooth
“insurance”
gag in sack

but but but
wrong path snore
tub tub tub

lunch bit down
shy cloud mind
suck a fork

trouble ouch
end of time
ow ow ow

what crash said
nor issue
fart ahead

table grunt
see your shoe
open sole

bum bum bum
bat bat bat
sot sot sot

phone your cheese
ask a cow
shattered nail







end meat

vision of the hammered phone
beside your sleep tidy
cereal skull giggles like a
broom if broom unlike your
swallowed sore were wind is
wind is shallow thunder
of yr creeping conscious scious
scious wall MY FINGER
SAID your verso's silence
. . . . . )plumber's dream
of dog bowels( it's the b
arking hand .wheel wheel
wheel wheel wheel wheel
wheel crashing loose on the
the far side of the road


drip and glory ,your finger burnt




Monday, August 7, 2017