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
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
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
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
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
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