Three Poems
Fatal Lapse Inattention
fatal lapse in- attention why (you) havent
left your … in the bonfire dont you get (net)tle
three times for go[o]d a fabric system predicting [l]uck
all of the above satanic deep caress o[f]
space & neural pathways guardian of the mouth's in[ti]mate
gesture which & concrete virginity elvis (whi[s]pered to me)
taking on the form of a (large) (man in a fount[ain]
by robbers who brought (us) [news] our "fellow" citizens like
shame for [example] "that deer on the roadside was no
deer" in the wreckage convention thank(less) job with
out words to stop [us] many wit[nesses] & no land[scape] rearranging
oceans [s]pent all day tracing our foot[steps] during
an intermission from (ec)stasy a line connecting us easily...
elvis died at [bro/ken] …(filled or thickly covered)
Documentary 4
Diagonal
plow tilling
in matching lacquered
boxes daubed with white powder coarse
vernacular an
ache scratch feed
feely-like
put into shape blackened
teeth dismantled
precision wet hope
mediocre irregular beat paper
trapped in bundles about
dissonant beckoning
uncontrollably when not
found resonating in aloof skyscraper
not frequently or sour girl
in car who smelled of you
breathing like a summer her bitter
to be seen on a minor or
completely sidestepped
tassels from
breasts (like) scientists wont
to focus on details could
endure a big picture results
skewed tempestuously marbled
flagrantly like weather
rubber soul mat cushion
nine out of ten
tests prove yesterday
was sepia today red lather
from sleeping voracious painted
in pressed hair ironed in
catching sallow
glimpse like a fan
frantic for an autograph standing
looking much better the typhoon
passed five minutes of you
sudden shortage of
insomnia velour
swollen passage greedy
headache eaten bottle
preserved like moth ball
wrapped in furoshiki
as if willing
to be eaten
gape & stare holes threaten,
themselves people
to get an adequate
look at the disaster window
rolls down peers
voices barely plotted
on landscape in newspaper
repeated or seen
inexhaustibly because
urinating i forgot to figure in the
storm or scent on desktop muscle testy
waves from
the auto meaning
structured along your body
floats by
on the right side of love (or was
it left)
slipping further
long silk knee socks or my unshaven
legs misstep squalor for
breakfast as if
carefully orchestrated panic entering
rooms in striped boxes with
gold foil containing
your weekends once needle, we
usually dread late & i forget to
mention that grieving rhymes with
heaving if one
particle or
vehicle won't do wood
tired from being
touched or
deluded known too well on
wall living on limelight made from shade
bad breath
of the moment, no easy
consolation the day of
intractable condition (or
lopsided teacup on floor) hole
in ozone or silk stocking try
in vain to hide pinkish
brown facelift white face smoke
even if window open decays before
which on a good day accommodate
more or less neo post
driven back several
decades compressed and don't open good
title for a mystery
anything we conquer torn down
later blue white
shredded facade blows out
control squandered money
what remains after
holes in the argument efface
fixture or manic invasive
procedure and probably
for my own good
or drill or plot even as loggers
dismantle figure and resume
the blood letting procedure
Documentary 5
"this journey I must close myself"
some more exiled than others...
did you know you wanted it??
i
ii
iii
the important thing is that jessica simpson cured her zits using proactiv face cream.
i
because i said
ii
because i
iii
sa(i)d
i
iv
after beating the dog with my fists i covered them in hand lotion so she would not recognize me
my mother often said people will like you better if you compliment them, but,
at night the birds were replaced by bats....
v
did you know you wanted it?
iv
where the suicide occurred
& the making of worthless objects (thwarted vaginalia)
the object of desire itself....
iii
science faction impending erasure from history.
victim of your Shininess Flees
Velvet Hair scheme brain schemes
i invite over repeated squirminess
don't pulse out of me...."the dolorous and beautiful secret of which i died"
ii
soft bodied and usually ...
i
discovering new planets (in which to live) (something flew by) could be this new illness....