Sunday, June 17, 2018








black smoke
- for Eerie Billy Haddock

list congeals a wall dream's
clogfrontation is the babies
rotting in cages books burning
on a concrete floor
X x X X xx X
unwaken a sandwich
on your face COLOSTOMY
in your tiny screen of wonder
bread slab of dust kak
pool is the fork held
over your watch naked
feet circle the edge with
Eerie Billy's list :“envelopes
hotsauce coleslaw drano” a
mouth open ringed with

[cages]
[dust pool]
[tiny bread books]

an inch of corn en el
espejo negro humo y reflujo ácido




pipí

fig urinate
last time
a wall whale






lentocular

sodden paper at the back
of your eyes it's your brainfor
m ball of hair rotates slow in
dark says BLOGTCH an o
range exexutif ggags sus
2 agujeros de mierda en
foque de lluvia o saliva pega
josa – pergamino del fulgor
desollado – pellejo de-escrito
como mis olvidos – que no
recuerdo que ni recuerdo
cómo me llamo cómo me
llamé cómo la llama d
rains swallow my shshoe y
camino como escalera sin
peldaños my shirt a fog
unfocused was is lung and ants


My eyes are full of cement.
- Joseph Ceravolo




Wednesday, June 13, 2018









jueves

inbred the shoe that
burns in the heart of a
beast N'AURA EU
LIEU )Mallarmé( do
ors fall off why wind re
turns snrut er ror de
layed yr exit comes tumb
ling in shadows naguères
d'ou sursauta son délire
)Mallarmé( calzado del
aire armado camimino
hacia el martes
ya olvidado my socks
on backward drawkcab re
turn to my wheezing eyye
,mantis alert on my sleeve
slowly raises an arm


...coupant au ras les bonds...
- Stéphane Mallarmé




toilet dust

really half the finger d
rawled and taunt
yr risen foam a
lens pay less to
storm the sidewalk
layer centuries down
excavate la cara
para ver nomás the
other half dig it might
itch might loom
before the consunkuential

is is






leaving the drugstore

the shadow its heat a tongue
brief letter E in lightless
grass blank toys and water
mark your buried knives

were heads shapeless ears a
rain map exhales yr book of
windows clocks wheels
sleeping inches from the wall

aphasia's wind speech
worms dancing in a body
box of burning alphabets

silhouettes spin in parentheses
doubled syntax missing your
marble doubt an inky flag dissolves


Recombinant distorted condensation of
Ivan Argüelles' Sonnets 92-100




Saturday, June 9, 2018






plunger ,face

the dream of rhubarb pie
is a hole at the calendar's
center the calendar is a river flowing
back is a highway at the edge of the
burn zone

stuttering what else comes to ear
pulse plasm despair the light
ceilings unobtainable thrombosis
brain in name invented heat
distributed in cycles to lovers
you the hive of yellowing otherness
mind asleep in its arm syntax
hair shorn overturns rain
postulates of invertebrate chaos
galactic wave darkening
homonyms lightning comets as
terisms' tongue running out
of its mind get to the mortuary
driving her clock's smoking text
[condensate of Sonnets 20-27 by Ivan Argüelles]

volcán del calendario que me
abre la cara la caraquítica la
caratónita que no entiendo
con mi codo ni mi nudo desnudo

agujero
tongue smoking
condense river masks
spit in the books
como rabos de rana derrumbados”
[Mario Santiago Papasquiaro]

reverts the ecaf yr) ¨





fulgor

where sweat crawls the
rain's shirt ,assinmime
soy yo jájá nadalactic
log rotting under the
compost heap I off you
or tied the rope around
your eyes ,frog cage ,sapos
sordos del futreista

in uh there ,underwhine






LLeft

ch ew eh
soa p yr
fauce t
ss ucks

yr end o wind
ow exo ga s w
all / / / ’ ’ ’

s lab sh ape uh
nos tril p ill pl

ease ww and er off f f f







Tuesday, June 5, 2018








go

the lugg age d ream's
a ladder pierces wall
your leg climbed with mud
neck slaw
pinzas
rust sandwich no me chingues
tu viaje vaticinio vortecinio viticinio
ha cia la bboca
que me llena de escaleras y
tortas de c a l c e t i n e s
the taxi's inversion cries
)asleep in the greasy trunk(
una pulga


...la piojera poligriya de mis días...
- Juan Ángel Italiano





díme

pulpo semanticomido
aexplicable :plé
game plor falvor






foot loaf

in a room a tiny bright
hole opens noise shriek
flick flash sl am m close d
take a step el
sueño del agua es le oñeus
del aire led eria que se
llena de abejas y totopos
is the morning you'll see last night
in a room a huge white hand la
Mano Blanca de la decapitación
small squealing in a hole's your
tooth returned in an envelope
stained with 13 words
más las 10 manoseadas las
tortas que te llenan los huaraches

...dream of the retaw is the dream of
neck slaw tossed into the sea...


...soy un punto caminando...
- Omar Cáceres