Lyrics By Pauper, Poems

SUNSHINE

SHE WAKES UP AND GOES UPTOWN BUYS A BEER AND DRINKS IT DOWN
SHE PICKS UP A POETRY BOY TAKES HIM HOME HIS DIGNITY DESTROYED

CHORUS
SUNSHINE GIRL SUGAR DADDY ROCK STAR
SUNSHINE GIRL SUGAR DADDY ROCK STAR
SUNSHINE GIRL SUGAR DADDY ROCK STAR

SHE LIVES ALONE IN A WRECK SHELL VEHICLE
SPENDING DADDY’S DOUGH UNLIKE REGULAR PEOPLE
FEEDING HER ROTTWEILER SPOT FROM HER LAP
GIVING HER TIME TO A CUBAN DIPLOMAT

CHORUS

THE DROVERS COME THE DROVERS GO STAINING FOODBANK BAD MERLOT
SAVING STUDS FROM CERTAIN SOLITUDE LINING UP LABOR IN WOMBS INTRUDE

CHORUS

LYING IN WAIT WITH A PERMANENT GIFT
VD LITTLE EYES FALTER EXTROVERTED SHIFT
THE DAY WILL COME FOR MORE OR LESS FOR EIGHTFOLD INSIGHT FOREVER BLESS

CHORUS

KILLING FATHER TIME WITH EIGHT DEEDS DEEDED
FULFILLING FRIENDS FANTASIES WHERE NONE HAVE SUCCEEDED
HER WASTED YOUTH TRAIPSING THROUGH CARTEGENA
PACKING POWDER IN HER PUSSY NEVER CUSTOMS DETAINED HER

CHORUS
PRIESTESS

PALM BEACH PREISTESS SO FAR FROM HOME
LEAVING PATIENT LIVER LOVERS SKULLS ALONE
THE SUN COMES UP AND SHE WANTS LOVE
THE SUN GOES DOWN SHE’S DRINKING UPTOWN

CHORUS
SHE HAS PENURY SENSE
SHE LIKE USING FRIENDS
PASSING THE BATON NEW CLINIC VICTIMS AMEN

SHES A NOBLE LUSH THE BUSHES BLUSH
THE COWBOYS UP HER SKIRT ARE A RUSH
OFF IN THE TROPICS TURNING MISERY INTO PROFIT
DOGGING THE DEAL WITH TARDY TAINT APPEAL

CHORUS

THREE DOWNS AND OUT HER GUMPTION POUTS
VICTORY LAPDANCE TWISTED SHOWER
ON THE KINGS HIGHWAY THE TEARS FELL DOWN
WHEN THE FAIR COMES MARY GOES AROUND

CHORUS THREE TIMES
SHE SLEEPS

SHE SLEEPS AT ARMS LENGTH
SHE SLEEPS AT ARMS LENGTH
SHE SLEEPS AT ARMS LENGTH
WITH CHAOS AND CONFUSION

SHE LOSES TRACK OF TIME
SHE LOSES TRACK OF TIME
SHE LOSES TRACK OF TIME
TO STAY THE EXECUTION

SHE BURNS HER BUNGALOW
SHE BURNS HER BUNGALOW
SHE BURNS HER BUNGALOW
TO PAY FOR ABSOLUTION

SHE SPINS OUT TWICE A NIGHT
SHE SPINS OUT TWICE A NIGHT
SHE SPINS OUT TWICE A NIGHT
ON THE PEAK OF LITTLE BOYS

SHE WILL BE FORGIVEN
SHE WILL BE FORGIVEN
SHE WILL BE FORGIVEN
WHEN THE LAST VILLAIN CRIES

MODULATE ONE FRET

SHE IS JUST THE SAME AS ME
SHE IS JUST THE SAME
SHE IS JUST THE SAME
UNDESERVING OF ANY BLAME
SIMPLE

SIMPLE LIVE ALONG
LIVING IN HIS ARMS
LETTING SHELTER CHARM
EATING SAFE FROM HARM

CHORUS
VERY IMPORTANT MISTER MISSED HERMIT VERY IMPORTANT JIMMY MCDERMIT

SIMPLE LIVE ALONG
CRYING ON THE FARM
NO MORE EVER BLONDE
RUNNING SEWER DOWN

CHORUS

SIMPLE LIVE LONG DAY
BEATING BREAST DISPLAY
WONDERING WHAT TO SAY
COME TO KNOW WHAT MAY

CHORUS
PRETTY PAGODA

SHE WROTE ME A LONG NOTE TELLING ME ABOUT HER PRETTY PAGODA
IN THIS NOTE THAT SHE WROTE SHE LAID IT OUT IN PURPLE PROSE

CHORUS
MEIN LEIBLING SHMETTERLING
SHE’S MY EVERYTHING
MEIN LEIBLING SHMETTERLING FLY AWAY HOME

TALKING ABOUT TALL KING RICHARD ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE BLUE UNIVERSE
TREADING WATER PRINCESS DAUGHTER
BUTTERFLY STROKE HE’S COMING TO KNOW

CHORUS

SHE WROTE ME A LONG NOTE IF HER BODY’S A TEMPLE HER PAGODA’S GOLD
MARIPOSA MARIPOSA FLY AWAY HOME

CHORUS
KIDNAPPED

CHORUS
KIDNAPPED ABANDONED KIDNAPPED ABANDONED
A PING PONG BALL LIFE THE RING WRONG LIES

ANOTHER REBOUND LOVER ASSASIN
MOTHER WARDEN LOCKS THE TRASH IN
DREAMS OF SAMADHI CREDIT CRASHING

CHORUS

NO WOMAN IS AN ISLAND
FOUR MOONS ON THE ISLAND
WRAPPED AROUND A CON MAN

CHORUS

WHY ANOTHER TIMING TROUBLE
PRYING LOVERS CRYING DOUBLE
LYING IN WAIT WITH HOBO STUBBLE

CHORUS
EXPLODED

EXPLODED THE WRONG IDEA
EXPLODED THE WRONG IDEA
ALONE ALONE CHAGRINED
ALONE ALONE CHAGRINED

LYRICLESS CHORUS

WON’T CALL BECAUSE OF HIM
WON’T CALL BECAUSE OF HIM
ALONE SLEEPING WITH HIM
ALONE SLEEPINGWITH HIM

LYRICLESS CHORUS

ALTERNATE VERSE: BLOWN…SWALLOWING HIM

LYRICLESS VERSE

ATONE LIKE THE ONE LAST YEAR
ATONE LIKE THE ONE LAST YEAR
HOME WITH A BEAST INSINCERE
HOME WITH A BEAST INSINCERE
TEACH

TEACH YOUR MIND TO KEEP ON HOPING
EASIER SAID THAN EVER DONE
TEACH YOUR MIND TO KEEP ON HOPING
EASIER SAID THAN EVER DONE

CHORUS
PEOPLE WILL DO JUST WHAT THEY WILL
PEOPLE WILL USE THEIR FREE WILL
PEOPLE WILL DO JUST WHAT THEY WILL
PEOPLE WILL USE THEIR FREE WILL

BELIEVING IN SOMEONE ELSE IS POTENT
RECIEVING THEIR LOVE IS SOUL’S REBIRTH
BELIEVING IN SOMEONE ELSE IS POTENT
RECIEVING THEIR LOVE IS SOUL’S REBIRTH

CHORUS

WEAVING THE THREADS OF PURE COMPASSION
SISTERS AND BROTHERS CARESS YOUR WORTH
WEAVING THE THREADS OF PURE COMPASSION
SISTERS AND BROTHERS CARESS YOUR WORTH

CHORUS

LYRICLESS VERSE

CHORUS

KEEP YOUR MIND OPEN OPEN OPEN
KEEP YOUR MIND OPEN ALL THE TIME
KEEP YOUR MIND OPEN OPEN OPEN
KEEP YOUR MIND OPEN ALL THE TIME

CHORUS
HEATHEN

HEATHEN IM SORRY FOR THE GREED
HEATHEN IM SORRY FOR THE GRRED
HEATHEN I WANT TO KISS YOUR FEET
HEATHEN I WANT TO KISS YOUR FEET

CHORUS
MAYBE MAYBE MAYBE MAYBE

MI HIJO CAN’T EXPLAIN THE MAYHEM
MI HILO CANT EXPLAIN THE MAYHEM
MEAN OLD KICKED BEFORE THEY MADE HIM
MEAN OLD KICKED BEFORE THEY MADE HIM

CHORUS

LYRICLESS VERSE

CHORUS

MAYPOLE WRAPPED AROUND HER LIGHT
MAYPOLE WRAPPED AROUND HER LIGHT
FAITHFUL WONT SHE DO WHATS RIGHT
FAITHFUL I WANT TO DO WHATS RIGHT

CHORUS X2
GENIE

OPEN DOOR OF THE GODS
OPEN DOOR OF THE GODS
OPEN DOOR OF THE GODS

CHORUS
NADIR MOON
NADIR MOON
NADIR MOON

GREAT MOTHER BEARING CHILD
GREAT MOTHER BEARING CHILD
GREAT MOTHER BEARING CHILD

CHORUS

PRAYING WITH SON OF LIGHT
PRAYING WITH SON OF LIGHT
PRAYING WITH SON OF LIGHT

CHORUS

LYRICLESS VERSE

CHORUS

JANUA COELI (JAWN YOO UH SOW UH LEE)
JANUA COELI
JANUA COELI

CHORUS
PLASTIC JESUS

I DON’T CARE IF IT RAINS OR FREEZES LONG AS I GOT MY PLASTIC JESUS
RIDING ON THE DASHBOARD OF MY CAR
PLASTIC JESUS YOU GOT TO GO YOUR MAGNETS FUCKING UP MY RADIO
RIDING ON THE DASHBOARD OF MY CAR

LYRICLESS VERSE

GET YOURSELF A SWEET MADONNA DRESSED IN WHITE AND SITTING ON A
PEDESTAL OF ANBALONE SHELL
GOING NINETY IM NOT SCARED BECAUSE I GOT THE VIRGIN MARY
GUARANTEEING I DON’T GO TO HELL

LYRICLESS VERSE

I DON’T CARE IF IT BLOWS OR SNOWSES LONG AS I GOT MY PLASTIC MOSES
RIDING ON THE DASHBOARD OF MY CAR
GOING NINETY ON A ROLL I HOLD THE TEN COMMANDMENTS CLOSE
THE MAN WHO INVENTED PLASTIC SAVED MY SOUL

LYRICLESS VERSE

SHE COMES IN COLORS PINK AND PLEASANT GLOWS IN THE DARK IS IRRIDESCENT
RIDING ON THE DASHBOARD OF MY CAR
GOING NINETY I HAVE NO FEAR KEEPING THE HOLY MOTHER NEAR
MY SOUL IS SAVED WHETHER NEAR OR FAR

LYRICLESS VERSE
GOD SAVE THE QUEEN

God save the queen
The fascist regime
They made you a moron
Potential H-bomb

God save the queen
She aint no human being
There is no future
In England's dreaming

Don't be told what you want
Don't be told what you need
There's no future no future
No future for you

God save the queen
We mean it man
We love our queen
God saves

God save the queen
'Cos tourists are money
Our figures head
Is not what she seems

Oh god save history
God save your mad parade
Oh lord god have mercy
All crimes are paid

When there's no future
How can there be sin
We're the flowers in the dustbin
We're the poison in your human machine
We're the future you're future

God save the queen
We mean it man
We love our queen
God saves

God save the queen
We mean it man
And there is no future
In England's dreaming

No future no future
No future for you
No future no future
No future for me

No future no future
No future for you
No future no future
No future for you
No future no future for you
LETTER

JESUS JANIS ELVIS
ALLTHREE CAPRICORNS
PART TIME DUDE PART TIME DUDE PART TIME DUDE

KRIS KRISTOFFERSON FOURFOLD SUFFERING BEGAN THE DAY HE WAS BORN
THE LETTER O THE LETTER O THE LETTER O

HOLD YOUR HAND
JUVENILE SARCASM
ACROSS THE SYNAPTIC CHASM
FORGIVE ME FORGIVE ME FORGIVE ME
MISSILE

MISTLETOE MOLOTOV COCKTAIL PARTY MISTLETOE MOLOTOV COCKTAIL PARTY MISTLETOE MOLOTOV COCKTAIL PARTY MISTLETOE MOLOTOV COCKTAIL PARTY

CAMELTOE HOLLOWPOINT HARDCORE HEARTED
CAMELTOE HOLLOWPOINT HARDCORE HEARTED
CAMELTOE HOLLOWPOINT HARDCORE HEARTED
CAMELTOE HOLLOWPOINT HARDCORE HEARTED

FLIPPIN OFF SANTA CLAUS AND OLD MAN WINTER
FLIPPIN OFF SANTA CLAUS AND OLD MAN WINTER
FLIPPIN OFF SANTA CLAUS AND OLD MAN WINTER
FLIPPIN OFF SANTA CLAUS AND OLD MAN WINTER

GETTING BETTER EVERYDAY GETTING BETTER EVERYDAY
GETTING BETTER EVERYDAY GETTING BETTER EVERYDAY
INTRIGUE

INTRIGUE IN LEAGUE CIRCUS FREAKS
KISS YOUR FEET A SURPRISE TREAT
NEIGHBORS SAME AS STRANGERS IN THE STREET
GOT NO RIGHT TO TWEAK A MEAT

CHORUS:
SPELL AND BE
SELLING DREAMS
WHAT IS NEEDED
TO SEE FREE

SHE DOESN’T WANT TO BE TIED DOWN
SHE DOESN’T WANT THEM HANGING ROUND
SLAMMING DOORS THE TERROR SOUND
SALVAGE THEM WITH HEARTBEAT FOUND

CHORUS

TWO OWE SEVEN LAUGHING STOCK
BEAT THE BAND AND BEAT THE CLOCK
WATCHING FROM AN OPERA BOX
THE TENOR SINGS A CRAFTY MOCK

CHORUS X2
VICTORY

SWEETEST VOICE I EVER HEARD
YOU’RE A FUNNY LITTLE BLUE BIRD
FUNNY THING IS I’M BLUE TOO
FUNNY BLUEBIRD I’M LIKE YOU

ABBREVIATED CHORUS UNSUNG

BLUE BIRD PAINTS THE BLUE BLUE SEA
PRETTY BIRD MY CHICKADEE
SWEET AND SOFT THE CLOSEST NEST
HEAD UNDER WING TO TAKE A REST

CHORUS:
BLUE BIRD COME AND SING ME UP
COME AND FILL MY LOVING CUP

BLUE BIRD SINGS HER BLUE LOVE SONG
BLUE CLOUD TO SPACE OUT ON
BLUE LIGHTS ON HONEYSUCKLE
SHINING BRIGHT A SILVER BUCKLE

CHORUS X2
MODULE

CAME TO FIND YOU SUNDAY NIGHT
YOU TOUCHED ME WITH YOUR TOES
KISSED A WHILE ON A PARK BENCH
LOOKING THROUGH A ROSE

CHORUS:
TAKE ME WHERE I FELL
RIDING ON THE SWELL
LET YOU GO MICHELLE

TAKE YOUR TIME SABLE BRUSH
MAYDAY SHOW CHAN MARSHALL
MAUI NOW A PLACE FOR US
PAINTING ALL YOUR MANDALAS

CHORUS

RECITATION INCANTATION
MOVING MEDICINE JUNGLE TACK
CAT BIRD CUTE FLIRT ATTACK
CHARCOAL HANDS ARE TURNING BLACK

CHORUS
DAVIT

HALLOWEEN FEELS
GOOD BETWEEN
SIMMER SLOW
HEARTS ARE TORN
DREAMING YOU AHEAD
LEADING TO BE LED

CHORUS:
IN YOUR FLOWER FLAT
KNITTING A MASTERPIECE OF A HAT
STRINGING A RING
OF BLACK PEARLS
WHILE SNOW COVERS THE WORLD

LEARNING TO BURN
FAST TO DISCERN
DOG DAYS WILL COME
WHEN RAISES RUN
MIGHT BE OAKS
AMONG THE JOKES

CHORUS

SELDOM SEEN JOY
BEING A GOOD TOY
HEART SAYS AYE
MIND OVER SIGHS
LEAD WITH ASSENT
COME WELL SPENT

CHORUS X2
ASH

HARSHLY KNOWS CAME IN MY GALLERY
ALWAYS OPEN FOR A WOMAN OF VALORY
SLOWLY SHAMAN IN HER RIGHT EYE
SINK IN VITO’S DRINKING MAI TAIS

CHORUS:
GAUZE CURTAINS HIDE
BRINE SHOULDERS DYED
NARCISCISM NOW
TAKE PENURY VOW

LEFT HER RIGHT WEARING HANDSHAKE
SEPTEMBER NIGHT DEARLY CLAM BAKED
COUNTING THE YEARS SUM TOTAL
MOUNTING TEARS DUMB IN QUOTES

CHORUS

CLEAR TO MONTANA BLACK PUPIL
LEWISTOWN PACK HOWLS JUVENILE
STOCKINGS AND GARTERS FOR SPECIAL OCCAISIONS
WALKING WITH ROCKSTARS TO RHYTHM ACADIAN

CHORUS X2

Star Bored

Standing mountainous in a very tall place of practice
Assisting the right practitioner of the first order instill order in minions wandering minds
Waiting for the process to bungle along through underling recitation
Readying the repertoire for delivery systems of powers pins and powder loads
Feeling persecution in the sense of obeisance rise to the center of the fighting mind
Resisting the onslaught of mediocre tribute with the overwhelming use of force
Visualizing the erroneous application of a doctrine of violence dissolve into parity
Levitating with the heart voice protection grunt to signal defiant superiority
Designating the exchange of unilateralism the course of balance winning
Letting the weaker bond disintegrate with dignity
Holding the hammer in eternity

Parquet Florist

Believing the sound of words strung together in obtuse reaction to sabotage
Calculating the weak attempts of warrior women to outwit the dessert fox of fallacy
Eating orange rectangles and watching the walls wave to the crowds onshore
Rushing ambassadors to underground exit strategies amphibious contrivances plummeted
Washing tons of cliff hung bamboo shoots dressed in vests and read in polka daughters
Twisting the handlebars of bisque marks bad old shipwrights wrong in longhand
Calling the noble by the name given to downward gazes the blazes of rage stage explosions
Blessing the understudies of excess with the renunciates’ wholly wadded infusion
Holding hubris in collusion



Curled Cold

Wagging steel materialism in front of inspired divinity with crooked pathways encircled
Standing in a place of sustenance with a crew of outcasts enfeebled by insignificance
Picking the edge of magnetism with an impassioned plea for lucid godliness
Shaking hands with approval in spite of furtive eyes and escape mechanisms
Fathering a contrast though the lineage is impossible to decipher and easy to conceal
Smoking guns in the united states of asparagus wilt in the heat of bad dull lines drawn
Fixing the hoodwinked silver accords impeding normal traffic at off peak volume
Floating the clear containment of brittle water filter picture perfect convertibility
Releasing every toxic thought that was ever within the bounds of corporeality
Negotiating every negative pitfall that had been preordained to approach exteriorly
Dodging the unique examinations of dedication by flawless casual determination
Perceiving the place of loss at the lower center of transmission by false ideation
Gathering the necessities of youth to provide a sense of external accomplishment
Watching the captivating haunch of service recede into storage field infatuation
Recursiating a forgotten sibling




Inch Emotion Asana

Her eyes soft and hot counter posing for a fourteen year association
The fibrillations continue to erode energy
Her baby toes reach out for a handy handsome man
His bow low slung and glancing up behind
Her sprite way covered until thirsty
Her eyes low and away her joy of being pampered up
She sips water and allows a sitting for a portrait
She washes her stripes with her sister taking her time in the way
Why won’t she?
Her sister protector
There are few real priorities
One is being gentle with each other
One is understanding subtlety



Sue Perm Ooze

She would never admit what caused her to change her mind
She snapped shut
She walked through the hotel lobby with wet hair and sore lips leaving her lover sleeping
She had danced on his liver on point for what seemed like a backbreaking eternity
She wrote the episode as a footnote to the breakup with a passion partner to differentiate
Her journal voluminous by contrast to the punctuation of the transitory hallucination
Their affair was a comma in a sentence of truer love
She has a gig as the director of a play of ornate shiny bones and tea ceremony punishments
She calculates the ovulations of future fronds of society functions without compunction
Her true nature abhors a vacuum cleaner in a bundle of folded pep paper
She carefully refined her rhetoric to a keen knife edge one atom thick
Turning a charitable trick

Kabob

Another skull and crossbones painted on the side of her chariot
To mark the foe foiled and boiled in oil and fed to the hounds
The sounds of her ice fog splintering crystal inhibitions into safe separation
She watches ships sail by from a galaxy away
The stars in convenient alignment along her widows walk
Feeling cocky and semaphore hoarding the bosons mates on down to the sea chest
Triangulating the positions of new and fresher worlds to exploit
The strings are played with terrible beauty
Carbonized kundalini turns two degrees on a spit
Hanging soft where she sits

Compensatory Dreams

Making the realization that certain individuals play machine gun tricks on the world
A room of punchbowls and apple pies an ice cube falls down the front of a gown
With an accusing look at an exhibition opening seven seconds pause at one quarter
Under violet tarpaulins a cubic yard of slithering puppets draw morbidly curious eyes down
She stands before painting standing before a painting trying to stand under some opinion
Vulnerable as law tongue lagomorphs scurrying to burrows in motorcade tickets paid
Predating the penetration of enigmatic thresholds of emotional agitation
She waits for catastrophe to consume her precarious conspiracies fashioned out of idealism
Her foreboding is rewarded with distorted perceptions of hope addicted intention fenders
The wrong candidate is elected because of a winning smile and creeping underwear
She kisses him with her shoulder refrigerated with indifference and ambition
Assuming the avaricious missionary position

Typer Zombie

Communicating with salient guises of increasing familiarity by working the thermostat
Her pathogenic complaints settle into nothingness sublimated to fit into her self loathing
Busy creating volume and distance from the arcane components of her new seaside villa
Seized by introverted self absorption distilled into empty seashells and bottles of absinthe
Every ambitious hour spent in dynamic tension is to win competitions with affect
She pulls the covers over her corpulent imaginings and broods charcoal musings
Putting the highlights on a portrait posed for under pounding waves of guilty misery
Sucking energy out through natural attachment with casual grandiosity and righteousness
Marking the points of incision on her stark white stomach with a feather and blood
Whetting the terrors of hungry truckers cooking convenience store marinara
Signaling her certain error

Double Huge Sea

Old cartoons make the basis for jagged videlicet other worldly epithets
Shooting shop right ducks in trucks arm held in a snare rolling over the cosine
Yeast shoe cheeses decryptified by a shirt pocket primer on mandarin oranges
Reconciling her polyamorous capabilities to her bottled bleach blond hair trigger libido
Delivering the grave insult during a meticulously planned cocktail party at the bungalow
Below the belt blows delivered without sweat drops dripping onto iron causing rust to stain
Sending an artist back to the scene of the conquest with mortal transgression under one arm
Glazing her warmth over with an intentional film of middle spectrum vibration
Dispatching her free ranging effulgent insurrection national diocese to subdue paranoia
Can’t believe the crap that comes out of there
Waiting for the jury to declare

One Flat Over

Peering blue gray over the homespun rail of humility at a self centered tycoon cutting in line
Her swarming virus like infidelity swirling around the feet of her intended ultimate victim
The mediator assumes the role of observer rather than referee for the sake of impartiality
Waiting at the altar of deposed dictatorship for the new regime to begin the lesser purge
Her voice comes in low as if she has to stay at the threshold of hearing to maximize stealth
A globe of crystal stands resolute between the two ill suited parties waiting to be bound
She appears to be influenced by her own over confidence conditioned more precisely
Freezing the molecular motion of able bodied candidates where they stand with no effort
Heaving a veil of false affiliation back with a mind to take a crack at improbable populations
Walking on foreign soil with the colors of some convenient mercenarium to gird her fear
She taint got gear

Revisited For Mere Sentiment

Negotiating with a messenger from heaven haggling over the shape of a mammoth exercise
Making the blissful assertion that giggling is the language spoken between
There is no disagreement in her beautiful bargain of enough love
Trying to find a shortcut between the rooted elemental playgrounds
To tiers of shelter must be negotiated with bowed humility
Sot sentry recognizes disheveled abstinence allowing unfettered access to temple sanctuary
Down a dozen steps low tones small talk behind her back
Staring at the small of her back
Giving permission to stare at her staring back
Holding hands descending down the stone stairs
Two yards plus half a foot of towering loveliness
Craving her caress

Slow Gun

During war the first casualty is the truth
During war the public demands heroic art
During war creation is usurped by destruction

Saw Row

Going to offer sanctuary instead deciding to refuse sentimentality
The happiness of voluntary immolation thrilled her insufferable need to endure
The monstrosities of calculated manipulations at the hands of cold calling shake down shills
His squat appalachian avarice betrayed by black lung
Making his egoic stand on a towering heap of dung
Waiting for the wheel to come around
These are the grave respects paid

Say Brea

Fertility in appetizing arched hips laden to reduce the probability of famine mortality
Feeding on the provisions afforded by a home of nine months
Tearing at the viscera of a vein of gold with greedy underground grubbing
The smell of respirated ethyl alcohol condensed on the inside of a pink trailer
Watching him die from ecstasy and misery
She called yesterday with a song
Something about how it was written with the word juggernaut
Whether or not she could put the plug in the jug or not
This is no slow romancing private stage
This is out of doors
The orange film builds a case for serial cohesion
Toe the cross
Speak the words
Exeunt

Wall Hidden

Calls through a mouthpiece of thick mucus from superheated air and sublimated alkaloids
Creating an insuperable bond of physical attachment which can only be dissolved
Which can only be reconciled by self imposed detached physical ambivalence
That is the desired end product of a carefully constructed premeditation
Instead of ambivalent the report states subject is sad and abandoned
She probably sent the report back with the postal carrier
She more likely discarded the report without a thought
She might have read the report but gave up tired of impossible cryptics and poor diptychs
She sent a photograph of her posing in the nude
She apologizes for forwarding the mixed message of sex and abandonment
She is posed in the photo to deliver the killing stroke through the shoulder blades of the bull
She points one of her toes to mimic the pawing hoof
She ignores any reference to paintings donated to her museum
She missed the horse wrapping around the report
A fox is trapped in the wall
A foal is steaming
A fox foal
Possible she has it but is keeping it quiet

Em Pyre

A winter of purposeful resentment began as an opportunity to live another segue to isolation
A winter began as her instructions manual
A winter to vibrate her dormant heartstrings
A winter ashen from burning hasty intimacy
A winter scattered by premature adulation
A winter buried by the flow of freezing rivers locked in frozen grief
A winter of expectations rejected in disbelief
Repeat one time plus repeat
Coddling coals of creation

Trading Card

Tripping on eyes over the course of a lifetime versimilitudinous to the gone eschewed dawn
Wondrous tea ceremony platform on which to unfold an angel upon
Finding the path to her head turned to the side and blushed cheeks
Negotiating with her hips the twisting cactus arms of giving pleasure
Gazing upon the wonders of full spectrum lips
Stopping short of resolution to allow time to relax
Discussing birds in flight with the other side of the wedge
Myriad dinosaur graveyards yield matrilineal eyes laughing
A silver coach approacheth the foot of shone knee mountains

Jangle Puss

Sure she is sure there is no certainty nor knowledge of intentional integrity
No certainty sometimes but not this time
She is right about a perfectly understood commission going ignored
Conceding her better insight about the flop house failures
So what is caught in a lie about not knowing interest in tripping to the island
She pretends she cannot hear anything nice made her mind up
Hoping that the cilia don’t create an unnavigable repulsion
What abuse is about is this chance to dig one last time
The final test comes to rest in the number two oval completely filled
Inhumane either way the slices divide out
The finality has overshadowed the once sunlit beauty
Taking leave before the revisions become a betrayal to the memory of a tight affair
Fire and air

Prams

Fivefold manner of identification tattles all
Waiting for a social aspect to warrant recognition
Listening with a cringe spread in waves from tittering
Mimicking a sensitive breed on the blink during loud noise
Her arrow hair owing a debt of thanks to angst
Ready to change her color to something demonstrative
Absolved of guilt with a blink of her baby blues
Delivering a dissenting opinion with persuasive control
Her admission of lopsided alliance fooled no one
Trying to conceal coded transmissions by crouching small
Rat praying in the wall

Bench Warmer

Hide emancipated population a little raw from separation from the largest organ of the body
Scrutinizing the landscape of a goaded malingerer
Her chiseled features softened by feminine singularity through inspired community
Amethyst staring from wishful eyes pleading blue skies
She permits a small repartee between cellular intrusions
Powerful safety in burrowing bomber jacket fingers
She strokes the same arm the same way and still nothing is understood
Necessary attraction ferments into obsessive indebtedness
She gets undressed from the acid test

Blast Hole

The drolleries have left the exclusion zone coated with the fine dust of ground granite
With the serene syrup movements of high risk demolition she flows down to butter
Breakers of five crack troops assigned to place charges in the mighty face of zoser
She lets the silence persist until she is sure nothing will shock her accelerant
The laypersons wait with naïve impatience for the specialist to assure complete control
She wires in her molded mayhem with sculptors reserve
Laying the brown doom in a childs pose self portrait
She strings the wire and waits

Tightrope

Occupying armies sunrise abrasion dispatch wave after wave aggressive adrenaline addicts
Push elbowing to the head of the line first after the alpha
Undermining individuality with staggering efficiency
Bringing immense flasks urine render dilute delicate moss scorched acids suspended in piss
Coming to hold conquered antique quarters with glib greed
Building context with sound bites of crushing overcrowding
Designing a fresh meat grinder out of the fangs of a sidewinder
Bringing lower arm flexible executioners clear cross country

Ear Hair Spectator

Investigation of parapsychology abates with stimulated respiration
She puts music at her beck and call puts the call letters from the station in out back
The sand slowly changes the surface of her purgatory floor
Stripping the layers of deposited body fluids
Cutting through back beat wacky build up
Popping the corks of porcelain porch monkeys fallen in the fault of subduction
She documents the missing programs in her annual inventory reduction
Explaining her anomalous consumption

Two Misteries

Walking purposefully back to the conference room through the sixties architecture
Elevating the importance of timed seismic activity to create intrigue and suspense
Entering the transporter with vague recollection of brutal clairvoyance
Mincing words with a miniature meat cleaver attached to a gold chain
Feeling a burn ban begin in the austere landscape of the periartic circle
Climbing a game show set to the lights by decapitating and tracheal intubing zombies
Sitting in stern erection for the cupping flight undertaken with casual ease
Waiting for the blows to fall on the perpetrators spine
Turning in the snow to take hold of the flying fists
Holding two legs of angle iron apart to keep them from welding
Crying for the reunited
Divided

Screw Tiny

Hiding the name of the intended recipient under a loincloth of bell gin linen
Confessing the obsession of parasitic hope at the last instant before indictment
Draining the thick dark broth hell of annexed impropriety with a stint of silver chain
Returning the gift for preemptory excuses of bow coop bunting on a starving digger
Taking the unpopular party to the convention of irresponsible dog drovers
Fumbling the gracious departure with look away nervous nuance and guilty influence
Suspicious of scalded animal slinking though intuitive of generalizations of matched pairs
She brushes the other side of her hair

Biker Queue

Waiting for the correct internal temperature to arrive in the converted snow cave
Grimacing from unpalatable altar gifts secreted into the starving gullets of gullible puppets
Burring the edge of keen danger casual strangers clanking steins of mind bending slime
Holding a stick of incense up to the headlight of a hardly motorcycle to determine suitability
Listening to dropped hints stir the blood of warriors waiting for the legend to arrive
Hearing bones rattle boxes of saurian seat covers soiled by eager emissions of missionaries
Circling the rambling shack out back of ramshackle tract houses coming to dusk
Dewy shoes and burning bellies inside a television tube turned to view hulks and crabgrass
Her black hair and leather underwear throwing coals on steam turbines pining
Her sister grinding a pound of blonde bliss from her high heeled lisp
Ticklish wisps

Ten of Clubs

The alchemist pores over the fine print of an
arcane procedure in the dim light of the sanctuary tower
Ghosts of guilty transgressions come to torment dormant synapses
Countdown to entitlement electrocutes a more even view of unperturbed solitude
Loss of tribal stature becomes unbearable in lighthearted witticisms and bedclothes streaked with gism
A long period drone crosses the sobbing sky throbbing alone
Each disrespectful hour turns heretic chaos into slow regret
Making stories miniature or mammoth depending on phantom cataclysms
Keeping vigilant for contact transmitted irritants
Diseases of neurotic narcissistic dysphoria travel up the fingers into a tumor behind the ear
A pile of ashes hiss in a downpour of handheld whores
The indicator beacon flutters a weak sputter and flashes off
A hag spits up a hacking cough

Full

Greedy for instant gratification of unattached authority figures unqualified to decide brides
Quick torment for the homemade demagoguery of possessed punch bag victims
Working the loose levers of hypochondriac symptoms
Refusing valid submissions xenophobic and stifled by scalding heat rash
Phony bones around yellow opacity cocooned by snobbish nonchalant audacity
Finding tender beauty in suspicious appreciation of prodigal dopers
Lay abbots on a sofa surrogate lecture circuit
Letting tomorrow happen unchanged
Waiting for the stench of criminal neglect of valuable suitors to subside

Strike/Oppose

Waiting for the line to drench black marble with consumption telegraphed from crankers oil
Befuddling vacancies in the conditioning of placebo beaters fugitive of voyeur meter readers
Ringing resistance against nepotistic disinformation schemes and ambitious to a seismic fault
Changing the embarkation of prepossessed immaturity to reflect whims of irrational animals
Knowing a place from the inattention to detail present in the casual indifference of a native
Minding the inventory of familiar surroundings with distracted oblivion afforded local livers
Pausing to let rage of stolen identity subside and assuaging the sorrow of a stood up bride
Letting largesse of a haunch back peddler continue to self destruct through carnivorous smoke
Biting the quick virus of sensation propaganda with boastful overconfidence and suspicion
Preparing the scene changers for hindered vindication
Planning a plagiaristic vacation

Myth Crying

Playing the easy shapes of morning on a pillow wet from fog come to rest in the cold
Determining the archetypes of energy are productive and inexplicable
Filling the space of loneliness with a thousand bags of white port in the dangerous dark
Understanding help has not arrived to assuage the chaos of insecurity
Surrendering to cheap categorization rather than pure intuition unimpeded by dollars
Petitioning the monitor to release her pixie light into the heart of doubt
Feeling impelled through the uptakes of her small perfection
Feeling compelled to stand next to her healthy direction
Letting go of destructive insurrection

Remote Outpost

Obscuring the sense of comprehension coming to her soft retreat with a dried brush
She throws her leg back and offers to let the prince fall in her sublime snare
A few strokes with stove blacking on a foreign canvas satisfies her sentient curiosity
She plays the melody of the prince into her palm and watches the feather flicker
A remote outpost signals the sensible movements of her slow to anger innocence
There is a long saga written in the skin of a goat on the east coast of green land
She has mapped the vortices and round abouts of the earth with an eye to place her prince
The sun carries her loveliness over the apple eight shins and rocky continental divisions
The sun shines on the quavers of her beloved prince lyric from loneliness
The sun dries the babes born on a synchronistic crossing of heavenly motion
The sun dries the tears of her sister calling for her to give strength
The sun goes about an eternal circle with the love of a prince a constant companion
The sun sings one and unabandoned

Drifts

Contemplating a short life obliterated by long memory cheating foreboding opportunity
Orange wrangled service from the other side of the world with serene benevolence
Looking into her eyes for the light somewhere ten trillion leagues within blue bliss
Holding still for thirst unslaked by the soul to come visit her overwhelming desire
Acknowledging the transmutation of her tiny wedding rings of lightning stacked
Marveling at the back of a gourd craned in braids to reveal the true sprite
Hoisting antlers to the sky in the oaken chariots of free spirits
Jousting with paper daggers under mushroom clouds of suspicious dishes
Staggering to the apricot trees of stepped journeys
Furiously burning a gurney

Chart Truce

She sends a guardian angel to scour the arroyos of uncertain curtain calls and curtsy flirting
A block away from the corner of first and lough I etiquette the sentry slouches weakness
Slow regret pouring off a stack of collusion puddles

in anticipation of litigation
A head on collision of x-ray vision and fish eye consensus
Out of breath of fire hose turning tricks on time
Amnesia for reasonable accomplishment
The spaces where the random pieces fit disappear into the body of the composition
A grid of impenetrable eyes repel impulse with the nervous laughter of contrivance
Woodsmoke burning the blistered histories of vernal equinox fortresses
Estimated to arrive an hour later lies and blackbird pies in the sky
What is necessarily salient is ignored
No room for the selfish or the bored

Cloudy

Allowing the vanilla belt raze cosmic perturbations on up the blue clay of rising horizons
Sluicing for placer shows won in the chutes of paralysis ascending colonies notwithstanding
Smothering smooth moves to make the race more adaptable to changing vehicles
Looking for the third point of suspension on the north face of gray matter hornswoggled
Peering with calm curiosity into a maelstrom of whirlpool whiplash
Knocking politely with a free hand rendering of digitalis precipitated from foxglove flowers
Snoring like a stack of busted chainsaws with a twitch under her leathery lids
Bathing beauties sunk in the strait of wand if you come through in the clinch
Playing arcs timed to catch the descent of cliff divers of occult occupation
Beaming the sweetest seamstress into the zenith between us
Beating genius

Song

She keeps him at arm length
She keeps him at arm length
She keeps him at arm length
With chaos and confusion

She sleeps at arm length
She sleeps at arm length
She sleeps at arm length
To stay the execution

She lives in twilight
She lives in twilight
She lives in twilight
On the edge of stagefright

She lives twice life
She lives twice life
She lives twice life
On the edge of a knife

She lives a nice life
She lives a nice life
She lives a nice life
Teasing them into stripes

She burn down her bungalow
She burn down her bungalow
She burn down her bungalow
Covering scars on fire below

She wants to harm things
She wants to harm things
She wants to harm things
To pay for absolution

She spins out twice a night On the peak of little boys She loses track of time to stay the execution

“It’s hard to grow a garden with a broken ho”

-Gary Leckie

Homespun

Rebirthing the art form of words with pictures of lillium casa blancas and our see eighths
Sunning in the light of rose eve felts calf ace disgrace and lateral stability from little fingers
Sitting next to the gaudy issue of light lumber and swift shifts to citrus projectiles
Shelving the vitriol for cavorting primal screams and ice cream extremes triplet posted
Twilling twelve senses into a twisting vase of vegetarian pretentious gratuity percentages
Helping less distressed hemispherics read right records and four mattresses in a rubbish bin
Toting torsos of manikin tots to arrange the strange harangue of a chin wad of meringue
Scrutinizing her pink thang

Two Stay Prill Six

Missing the friend of a friend that broke the heart of lightness with enduring truth
Commenting on the good fortune of mingling central energies of a mother drummer
Crossing paths with an important contact of fetid fame
Making time with a tall cellist in the soup line for wiggling hipbones
Meeting mercy in the same colors for blessing the temple
Bending at the waist to give verification to the flower girl
Wandering in and out of society
Changing editors
Heavy bettors

Saturnine June

Waiting for some weeks for the longest day of the year to feast on monthly mutton minutes
Going ahead into the party she waited on the infidel and called him by his given name
Ensconced in her clique and using the advantage of familiarity of territory to ambush
Filming a low-budget disaster movie in serial disarray brushes scattered under an easel
Coming close enough to make out the hair color and profile of the replacement therapy
Announcing the intrusion to an oblivious assassin of attachment by saying coming coming
Teetering on the edge of apprehension to realize resolution despite pulverized infatuation
Pausing for reflection yields the cognitive shift to illusion right angles of triangular truth
Missing her femininity with sad yearning
Castlellation

Looking out the window at egg sized rocks on a beach
Stretching as far as the eye can see from the window of a Polish glassblower
She wanders over to the small armchair and he massages her feet
He puts her warm soles on his belly for an hour and talks about building the cabin
He curls up to her light and kisses her left breast
She puts her arms around his neck
He lifts her easily to the bed
She undresses
And waits
Choice

Longing in the mouth for the end of a bowl of rise the tips of fingers on the bum rush
Looking like the body has a phenomenal shape though facial features ruddy in raw wind
Listing twelve degrees to starboard the transit of venus pauses in the pelican egg
Working the magic of selfless gratification helping the suction along the breakdown
Winding the reel into the projector with deft efficiency and letting the screen glow white
Feeding on the right eyeball of new book scrutiny with a preposterous executive appearance
Witnessing her oversight of condolescent missive transmission without recognition
Precision divisions of perfect shapes

How do I tell you what this portrait you have sent me has done?
There is no stretch of imagination that can fully convey what your beauty has made me feel. I am lost.
I am crushed into a trillion useless fragments of helplessness.
I am weak from feeling your wiles work into my flying heart.
I am slain and slumped in a heap of bliss.
I labor to write you from hands pitiful from an agitation of being unable to touch you.
You tell me I may like it.
That is the truest truth, durable, yes.
You have done an estimable thing, Megan.
You have buoyed/sunk me with one sublime portrait of your loveliness.
An angel with ginger hair and wings hid beneath it.
An angel with a halo that you have allowed me to see.
I am yours in adoration.
Take what you want.

Morbid End

God’s love is tighter than a twenty rock
God’s love is tighter than a twenty rock
God’s love is tighter than a twenty rock
God’s love is tighter than a twenty rock

He’s standing with the outcasts They’re standing near the edge
He’s standing with the outcasts
They just need a friend

Om trayambakam yajamahe
Suganhim pushtivardanam
Uvar ukamava bandanam
Mrityor mukshiya mamritat

He’s standing with the outcasts
They’re standing near the edge
He’s standing with the outcasts
They just need a friend

Om tare tuttare ture soha
Om tare tuttare ture soha
Om tare tuttare ture soha
Om tare tuttare ture soha

He’s standing with the outcasts
They’re standing near the edge
He’s standing with the outcasts
They just need a friend

To be godly study with godly persons
To be godly study with godly persons
To be godly study with godly persons
To be godly study with godly persons

Om bur bhuva svaha tatsavitur varenyam
Bhargo devasya dimahi
Diyoyona prachodayat

Station Aerie

Wondering how the state will slice the pie crustal plates sliding over subducted magma
Checking the involvement in the role of the century though this ones just begun
Memorizing the amnesia of sleepy appetite suppressed fatigued intercourse over demitasse
Worrying about voices suggesting maidenhair ferns stage names whispered all doses dropt
Continuing the work of starting with a gerund and finishing with immortality
Breathing in her intoxicating fragrance from across soup fumes billowing up from grates
Selecting the intake manifold from factory equipment and aftermarket sharecroppers
Waiting for decade dented cold cuts to precipitate from kamikaze cargo cult fly boys
Scrutinizing an oaf for tightening the docket of derelicted duty in campaign redder rednecks
Making calculations of weight and mass and velocity and time and distance and angels
Identifying the ruthless deception in eradicating debt simply regardless of penitent drudgery
Separating the loose ankles of opposition annoyances on the phone to their own hands
Inventing waves of incentive misgivings complete feast mode including trimmings
Counting the moments until honey soaks linen with the amber syrup of infatuation
Tallying the expenses of pathfinder entitlements wasted with oblivious birthright
Confiding in the thick sweat of deep down smooth thorough ravishing striking beauty
Passing the weeks struggling to not be moody
Fuss Traded

On the eve of the firewater famine the reporter strings out in the lion’s den
Then again it is apropos
Cold against the back of the cubs neck
You are again in the ivory tower of the illusion of sufficiency
Cloistered in what you describe as your ex-lovers house
Waiting for him to be fired so you can go back to the speakeasies of berlin
Then again it is apropos
Waiting on the mountain for the guru to come up and sit
There is something complete and completely ridiculous with wanting you
Something complete with being willing to be wanting you
There is so much the second chair violin doesn’t get
Where you go at two in the morning crossing the street light in fog
Your black hair tousled precise coming out of the goatfish shower
Coming out of the shower so he can’t smell the omnibus on you
Stopping the climax response because context is inferior
Because he is the only authorized to finish the surge begun on the top of the hill
That is why all the trees have to be plastic
That is why vice manhood is under wraps
Because he is the king of you and the other is only a prince of paupers
Month of Art

Receiving instructions on the morrows events
Leaving scant hours to play rainbow music
Following the urge to break out the tipi and drum a beanbag chair
Drumming in a meadow to doctor the eyes and watch a taiko kettle maestro
Clearing the throat with a visceral grunt
Carving a great circle in gigged harbor terraces
Kicking a foothold in terra cotta to descend uneven layers of switchback raku bars
Taking thimblefuls of poison
Spiriting away a pint each of deadly defoliant
Listening to bee beastly tails beat the leaves off trees
Finding a safe place to return gigantic bags of rhythm without displacing alien hierarchy
Bawdy Count

Theorizing the phlegmatic while the whole bomb crater
is dominated by the gargantuan ego of self-deluded royalty
Incapacitating the eye to hand coordination with over intellectual stumbles
and rum-soaked colonial oblivion
Adding up the four primary substances known to cause craving
in individuals predisposed to abuse
Etching memories on copper plates with the edge of a diamond wedding
ring stuck on a severed fat finger
Closing the ignorant mouth of spectacular freaks parading
along the ambivalent boulevard of pretense
Ending the festivities of overcompensatory low energy frequency blind catfish sucking
rotting corpses of the river bottom
Showing the eager disillusioned how steady favorites reject
the weak covalent force by accumulating ever more power
Ridiculing the liver-lipped losers by using the frigid forces of scapular embrace
Eyeing the swollen bellies of barrio babies tempting the fashion offenses
of perimenopausal turkey hawk hens
Shortening the interpretation of button adoration in flagrant
condemnation of savory cones of sustenance
Truing the spokes of grapefruit laden volkswagens with self
centering degeneration of institutional greed
Rubbing the forehead of thrilled fillies until the obsession subsides
under the tidal forces of sorceresses
Counting clouds on the fingers and toes of a whole village of Inuit
alarmed at the thin patchiness of seal hides
Sucking down noodles with a thunderous lisp under the guise of walk
wired feminine flyers
Crushing Blow

How to keep the faith in spite of certain risk to the heart
Customs to learn if there is time to
You must remember this a kiss is just a kiss
Your heart is heavy with abandonment
All these many years later
God will rescue from his torment when the lesson is learned
God will free you from the illusion
A bird will fly with a butterfly on his back
And everything will be sunshine
Surplus Suffering

Guts lying unwound in wet steam
Thoughts flying unbound in the jet stream
The percussive clap of thunder signals love is at an end
Her hackles are up in codependent alarm
She wanders through a friendship like a shortcut through an apple orchard in Selah
She waters a eucalyptus tree with the victim’s plasma
She wanders to some other trough for trenchmouth
Wrapping a light brown pinkie around a brittle heartstring
The temple concubine takes back her snare and nets
A fleeting number of days on the bliss binge
Coming unhinged again from dying abandon
Touring her museum with eyes burned out with branding irons of the circle em ranch
Trying to answer her demands with the mute struggle of a tongue
Cut from the head of the most easily emotionally attached boy in the universe
Falling Down

Ruminating on the potential withholding of two thirds of ease and comfort
Fretting over the chance a bird will be stolen
Averting jaded eyes to the eighteenth epoch
Locking the lights once initial reports suggest surrender
Constraining interference among poorly executed Asian chromatic scenarios
Counting the coordinates of absentee feeler gauges appearing identical
Spinning discs of simultaneous programs written in the grout of an airport water closet
They’re all packing powder out of the southern hemisphere
Preparing the smug snobbery of an incongruous departure at the appointed hour
Wrapping her wide hips in a wet bower
Little Card

Heres how the whole thing went down before anyone fell in love
The revelation of catholicism came as he rode his bicycle past holy rude cemetery
Providing the sure explanation
She had waited several years for an offer of marriage in certainty forthcoming
as dictated in catechism
When his offer failed to come she withdrew intimate contact
He was disallowed her body
The marriage was the bomb meant to disintegrate the man who
had left her waiting four months on a remote island in the pacific
The alternate scenario had the roman asking her hand to which she declined stating she still was holding out hope for the desert island reunion of her long lost love
The roman then refused her yet hadn’t the guts to evict her
So there she stays in his bed foregoing fornication in the language of the church
The way between them fixed
The tertiary mercenary left to find an approximation of one month of happiness
Friend Calls At The Right Time

Waiting for the craving to subside
Waiting for her to feel the pull of Saturn
Waiting for the understanding of trust
Understanding the blazing neon sign yes she has carved a place out for him
The cringe is postponed indefinitely
Talking to her in the throes of seclusion
Taking time to process her wayfaring
Waiting for her to see why tension builds
No more the insecure
Succumbing to happiness pure
The reason he comes is he’s lonely
An immense sign reads this is temporary
Being rewarded for being an aloof orphan
Tallying the proceeds of speed freak lust
Crushing the common law husband to dust
Enduring the celebrate of dissolution
Curing the toleration by revolution
She is in an uprising of delicate proportions
Keeping true north through distortion
Old Man/Young

The oracle gave augury on love and futures
Waiting vague for needy whining to vaporize into willingness
Imposition of will interjected into tenuous estrangement
Lyrics fall between her unprecedented appearance
Growing albino tubers in fecund caucasus loam
Her necklace thrown askance in atwitter theater
Bobbing in paroxysms of catatonic impatience
She watched the vestiges of her childhood recede into her dehydrating genitalia
Into maiden infertility
She worships with reverent devotion at any artist’s feet
She prostrates her nude vessel of sublime lust for sacrifice
She braces in unwavering denial for interminable astounding salvation
She is bewitched by the bean counterrevolutionary’s cold financial transaction
She cannot forget her rescue from the tropics by this loveless companion
She cannot let slip his banker’s grip on red chakra pandering
She holds the american dream between her cinnamon thighs
Waiting for purple desert skies
Drops

Moving the southpaw further south
Minding the fabric fitting with sensible shrift with flushed face
She copies the illuminated manuscript until she needs to shift the bind of her blue jeans
The conservative cut and caress of her shape
Without a second thought
Adjusting the slack until she is comfortable in the manner of a well bred debutante
Removing a bone from a mouthful of salmon mousse
It is no use she is tremendously clever in her innocence
The fatigue of autumn falls wet into the back of her mouth and down her throat
Yawning el nino snowpack in the sierras console the greedy thirsts of
Santa Cruz’ ruthless consumption
Coming all secured into the terrors of home
Blending the blessed with the profane
Apportioned pain
Study of a Fair Boxer

Van Gogh and Rembrandt took pains in the body of work
Making the observation the artist ceaselessly autographs
Ritualizing observation of the first person singular
Copying the masters work with rote inflection
Driving transitory perception
Half A Life

Cantering the startled horses under the spell of rumor
Placating the grandstand gladhands of milquetoast envoys
Ignoring the undifferentiated prurience of flushed jockeys
Intonating with the whorls of the littlest finger
Picciacating with the ridges of a thumb able to right angle
Using the power of disgust to ridicule the curious gestures
Remaining in the path of refunded insult for either direction
Trying and flailing in the distracting batholiths of Nespelem
Intuiting her punishments self-contained through inertia
Reflecting the sunset light around her freckles
Talking at the moment of phased array unconscious departure
Keeping incense vigil among the altars inverted photographs
Wondering if a painting a week can absolve trust dissolved in tears
Fearing the best case scenario for vespertine lotharios sabotage
Feeling the life drain out of the life line by undermined manipulation
Wondering which explicit exit is her reserved death touch
Ruler

The eyes come rushing to see who has breached the cell wall
An intruder has come to do harm to the deceptive glory seeking sheep eyed meat addicts
Pieced irony is overwhelming to her true seeker
Lost dry ready to burn flash gone an instant blaze unnoticed by the earnest eyed slow killers
The cautious mediocrity of safe assassination sloppy awkward
and ineffectual blithering their customary way
She snapped her cellphone shut and pressed her duck lips together
She snapped her ankles shut and confessed her countless trips to the area
The area
She wanted her head to come down to the area
Calm down her head area
Have her head give her something for her head something to come down
Give her head and comb her down
Down there hair come up for air
Her goddess pose comes and goes show and go in sidewalk repose
In the streetlight shadow of second and bell
At the end of advent cold as hell
Wet nipples tight closed nasturtium night
She asks for a light
The pipe glows in her blistered lips
She works at an empty museum for tips
Credit

Out of things to juggle
Out of the corner of her eye
Fingering her ring finger
What was that comment about laser beams?
Juggling water
Shoot tomb
Shoot
She okay she
Olivia of the living line of questioning
Sweet as honey
Money
She asked what I did for money
So I strolled her to my nearby sculpture the capitalists were using to sell salvation
In a yoga studio I was at one time responsible for legitimizing in metaphysical terms
Showed her where my thumbprint would obliterate the cock of the walk
Where my thumbprint would make the most of her delicate attraction
She looked closely at the thumbprint on the hand worked piece of copper
and waited for me to seduce her wet loveliness
Reducing her fretful loneliness
A thumbprint on this legitimizing sculpture on this superficial hill overlooking the bay
What was with that finger?
That fingered finger ringing in the new year
The question lingered
Though she gave me a look of disappointment when she saw my back getting smaller
When I left early left in the lurching excuse for a church
Left looking
Her black eyes cooking my enigmatic reactions
Thinner

She walked away hellion bay bookstore drooping behind a shelf of used models
Hers still shaped attractively but the tension had emphasized slight flaws
Though she held her head high-oblivious to the scrutiny of estrangement
She was constantly working under the principle of uncertainty
There was no way to know whether the waves and particles which made her crave
crushing pressure on her nipples when I was down on her would predictably behave
Probable certainty relative to tongue action
Her habit of leaving her lingerie in my bed when she went
home to the one who kept her off the street
Home to the one she pretended had married her
Trying to believe the lie of money
Contact Forest

The letter came maybe two weeks after she been seen last
Her terse report from the abortionist gave grim detail to the black separation
She wrote chronologically
The tango studio was looking for dance instructors
Lotharios to fit the bill of sketchy scenarios
Her warm ways had shriveled cold in black and white blanket data
Daily minutiae
Facts
If she were my sister I’d find who was to blame and mete out a fitting reward
How to justify
I pondered the punishments
The brutal amusements
She became more and more wild eyed
Given to long quests to the mountains to look for animal bones
Cattle strayed off a drive
Moose gone up to the happy hunting ground from hoof and mouth
Selling her bones to upscale art houses
The kind that abuse artists
Extorting bony ideas greedily
Curtain

The projected receptor of blue metallic sweaters and fringe leapt at the guy wire
The ultimate mentor manipulated the sloppy thumbscrews of thunder shoes
One watching the other die of tuberculosis contracted in an expansive mexican cargo ship
One watering the lilies which will be lain on the virulent chest nigh deceased guru
Has the tuberculin agent
Has it
Leaving the tea leaves to settle the day and hour in his gray spittle chin whining whiskers
Cigarettes picked up off the sidelines of the subtropical playfield to smoke oil pumpers
She dumps her project on the confessional delicatessen dancers on fire
Unwilling to retire from the question marks absorbing her menstrual blood
Those fucked up ass wipes wondering why they live here
They come from places with more than one name
Los angeles
The republic of texas
Arguing with no one in particular about the state of things here
That there should be cheerfulness
This place is grieving
This is the place of grieving
Do not attempt to spin it into cotton candy and butterflies
Cotton deranged with weevils
Butterflies changed into maggots
Trifecta of Pampers

The bus had stopped the rain had stopped rolling through with a trifecta of pampers
She came rolling through with a virgin yes limbs in her pursed lips and the diapers
She was selling them at four and pike on thanks giving
Her pale sockets and tight pedal pushers smelled like spermicide in an ashtray
Her daddy was a pedophile and her mama was a dishrag
She wrote her own ticket on the back of a black bus transfer filed by color and letter
She was trying to find her brother in rent untreated for her life chaotic
Her brother’s name was airing on the monologues of circular councils
Her brother was moving a mountain of heroin one grain at a time out of the bloodlines
Her brother was teaching beading and dream catcher geometry applied topiary
Her brother taught frugality by emphasizing grand mother’s things are not inexhaustible
Leather scraps cut to meticulous size efficiently carefully
Things that seem to surreptitiously appear in the everyday routines of the lost ones
Behavior modification at the most subtle level
Without the modifier being aware of the quantum partition of undesirable behavior
Her brother is working his way out of the institutional oppression of the bloodline
She sucked the nerve endings out of the alley between a union and the university
She put the back of her wrist to her lips
Her bony hips
House of Whir Shape

Weakening the grip of electromagnetic telekinesis by dancing the draw lose and dusty
She appeared between the shoulders of patrons bobbing beaks to a break beat bar band
Black pupils the size of china clippers
Raging on white cap storm surge pass splash of cider strewn deck swab
Unheralded defining words wiggle out of her love struck lips and nestle in my tickled ear
Working the schedule until stars align in the sextant and minutes mount cross tropic
Suns reconcile in near parallel trajectories nigh intersectant arms of crabs
Her sky an absolute nebulous fantasm of intelligence
Steely perfect zero gravity defiance
Jungle Yellow Waif

On a commanding veranda silk straps of retribution fall in street theater elevation of artistry
Gritting out the marathon on a pace to explode in record time
Fraternizing with the bestial bureaucracy

Mistletoe Molotov Cocktail Party

Gone Six Weeks

Scary contrarian computing machine marred
Cups language, deaf-eared, enduring the raw pith of the sound of six weeks of knitting bones

A two-foot oak shiplap deviating a sphenoid suture
Blood shower, fingered eye, unflinching workaday routine
of craters where a nose was

Most of body’s bones are in the head

The fossil frame left for dead

Spurs in the ribs

Shout “heel!” to the hounds
The hunter spurned by conversations glib
Come enough to go around

Southern Belle


Dealmaker between angel and animal
Magical used car salesman
Brushing the hair out of eyes
Touching with the hum of pink light
Soft arm comforts Zelda Sayre’s sister
Ignoring her handmaiden who is sure a race is on
Feeling arrows from emir’s disowned daughter
By way of a bronx weasel
Letting darts fly into my back
While Jack pushes them one-way tang barbs painless through my sternum
Breastplate ikebana
Sister Zelda cautiously fixes me up with shipwrecks of astonishing beauty

All this because she saw the back of the front first
She waits for the torch to flash flicker and snuff out

Crushed velvet leprechaun legs
Equal parts little girl/fertility fetish
To think of her
Dreaming of Mother Water smiling as she hears the prayer goes up
Real secrets read with a scalpel

One Month

Looking out over the spider staging knowing it would be a tribulation
Solitary antagonism
Tests of grit
Vows of poverty annulled for reasonable comfort
Landscapes of trespasses committed to memory
Shacking up yields dharma
Tumbling for a month in a hotel in Chinatown with her
Gymnastics and forward California rolls on a
shrieking bedframe that romanticizes the whole episode
where none existed for her
Just a tender trap
A beautiful ruse
A cunt con

Here the month is over and outlandish
Needs rapidly mended house and all ashram
Luthier fruit possibles
You walk way down Pike with a red bag over your shoulder
Thinking about sets of things
Quenching to fulfill maximum service obliterating petty squabbles
Being the man they all emulate without premeditation
Heart flow


Pigeons

The juice machine whirrs in the background
Feral cats luring winged vermin to dinner
Fiber versus protein
A vegan removes a clot of edible underwear from the crack of her ass
A cowboy Quells a crotchety crab uprising and tucks in the tail of his beef jerkin
The death of a cockroach brings a venomous green reproach

How does the grazer forgive agribusiness?
With aggro zeal?

The sharp-tooth ponders a fodder-fed meal

Intolerant squabbling ensues
Primate research center arson
Bureau of Land Management subsidies to mad cow meatheads

Oblivious Omnivores

Loose cannons of the laws of nature came to the
table unable to provide
There is such a thing as an absolute vivisectionist
especially under the urban divide
Cracked corn too plain for tough doves
Preferring to dine upon donuts pecker spectres
At the feast upon tough love

Jaded Jainists turn a deaf ear to pigeons slaughtered
by Boots the Cat
Birds bitter end fraught with fear

Bali @ Bali@ foe riled
Itemized intake in regards integrated inner city child
Looka he Looka he note shy

The fabric of culture torn ragged
Why are our teeth jagged? Try that with an ordinary Ginsu
Pie are round
Molar invincible

Tall Urns

There must be care dealing with people
Here in this city in this neighborhood in this shop

I was once told by a sage woman;
“One never knows…whom one will meet”

That alienation is a dialogue
both parties engage in

I thought it were a crime to tell it that way there was no stretching it
Witnessing the cruelty firsthand I came to understand
what those inhuman cities miles from here were
doing to this emerald enclave

The dissatisfied freak mutant’s stench wafted from their toxic pupae
The maggots which licked putrefying meat could be heard slithering
under their skin

The fresh newness of hometown was threatened by
Infidels of nether megalopolisii

In my prayer

I quarantine these angry ersatz entities
sequestering them to their original purgatories:

Cities with two names:
East Lansing
Los Angeles
San Francisco

Or contrarian

To absorb their rotting souls into Utopia
Remodel their base animal angularities
into luminescent green spheres

Enlightening them of the way of This Village
Yoke

I worked last night
Like the old days less vinho porto
Turned up the bass on Bowie
Manic with a tamborine
Stretching the designer curtains a beautiful
linen with an atrocious print I had appropriated moments before I was handcuffed searched and interrogated in the grad students lounge in CMU

Stormtroopers all in the wake of owl coyote

The linen was fine strong and blonde
The painting was a commission
The worst kind
A portrait of Emmett Kelly

For real

Try as I might I was incapable of refusing this commission
You should see this woman
Olive skin green eyes just a doll that was her name
Dolly no joke
Later that same day I saw you talking to some girl with red hair who took one look at the way we looked at each other and bid you a hug goodbye
I guess it was obvious the sparks between us
I waited calmly for you to let her go and
I realized you were devastated to see me
You felt all the passion all at once
You felt all the tantra
You felt all the yama
Right in your chest where a heart should be
You deny you have one anymore like
You ascended past one

I wanted to die seeing you writhe
I wanted to kiss you stroke your jet hair

Whisper all better now but
The pain shouted me down
down the street
hasta

Studio Handbill

Ironsides monitor merry macabre joy
Civil worship of minute libraries
Our saint sent abroad wayfaring wicked
What evil darkness kept the light of
Atman in obeisance?
What could possibly undermine altruism but
Naked desperate materialism?

A domino effect of street survival
The ultimate price punished in a
Fit of crime
Lusting for equality lost through attrition

I saw a seed flying/a red flyer
Still thrilled to be terrified
Craving killed/the way clarified
Clearer anyway as I look at your note
So fancy and unique
a piece of you to show the world
I cannot add anything to you by
Burrowing back into your gig

Fly you
Like that dragon

Some kind of queen bee in Florence
Oregon not Italy

Beautiful
So beautiful I feel crushed by it

Drama Fromaga

I tried on these costumes today raiments of vacuum fluctuations
Designer metaphysics

She crossed her calves like chopsticks
At the temple they swore at my medieval pantaloons
William reminded himself of William
Shakespeare’s festival crash landed o’er Ashland OR
Organic dialectics panic epileptics with a yellow strobe
Russmeyer’s covered the globe
Penned into an aerie penitentiary wary of the blunt trauma victim
Reaffirming her infirmed information
The wrong half of a role model
Huts made of wattle and daub
Blow your house down

Public City

I am a curio conversation piece
I am the artifice potentate
I am the flavor-of-the-week elect
I am in a firefight of dollar signs
I am treading water no sweat
Treading sweat
I am wondering who really gets it
I am the luckiest boy in the world
I am waiting and loving to wait

Because when it happens what can be done?

The last commission waits to be ground
All of a sudden there is peace
More each day
Longer each time

I think there are a few who get it
He is making a star of me bless him
I want to be a star

How does one descend that promontory?
High enough to be seen by my great-grandchildren
Just that high

The Mix

Exhausted yet somehow persistent
Incapacitated while emotionally insistent
Black months without your friendship giftwrapped as lechery
Loathing couplehood withdrawal
Nerves immersed in battery acid

She is carefully casual it occurs

They would like the other’s style although
They meet at a common sense despite
They have diametric origins yet

One
A woman of the seashore

One
A woman of the desert

Both financially empowered to the point of making Croesus specious

How long before she changes?
Becomes the other

I wonder until weary deprivation and fleeting calm
Depravity of night’s lust embalmed
The highway broken love unspoken

Spiderwoman

Just riding down a hill on a dirt road through cones
Some kind of construction zone
I figure the Freightliner behind me will wait
Hit his Jake brake but
A nudge from behind an impact
On the back of my head lucky I’m not dead
Somehow I maintain control of the beast of course
I’m outraged that I’ve just about been run down
The semi-truck eases by as I watch it go with angry incredulity
The road transforms into 2nd North down by Denny
I rush up to the flagger and tell them that truck pulling out hit me
The safety crew scrambles to bring the trucker back to face his crime
I glory in the banderanos efforts to make reparation of hit-and-run
I wait for justice
A semi rolls down Denny not the truck
Here comes the perpetrator backing four trailers to Elliott
I have an epiphany I’m going to be silenced permanently
The Banderanos are in on it with the trucker
I’m gone
Up Denny toward 1st
There a cop with a reflective vest is hunched over a barrel
Relieved to see a cop I plot my script so as not to alarm
I tell the cop a woman I’ve just been struck by a semi
She’s calm and pulls out the weirdest brass knuckles I’ve ever seen
They look like the egg case of a skate the fish not the board
An egg case and a spider knuckles
She so smooth I know she’ll keep me safe
Warm and safe

Ambience

In the future potatoes are worth their weight in gold
Semi-trucks are escorted two front two rear motorcycle security
This time the trailer door is open two bikes parked behind
Shotgun pulls a concealed cyber gun pushing through potato wrappings aside
Looking for bandits peeking into the cab we find them zombies
The wasted one Daniel walking dead takes two shots through the top of his head
Exits the cab Shotgun changes caliber and blows the right side of Daniel’s head off
The undead are scrambling for smoke pumps
Little oilers with bacteriological smoke puffing from the long spouts
Tables have turned now Shotgun runs I get the hint a huge meadow escape
I shoot Daniel several more times no avail in his mouth his left inside cheek
is a brass riveted prosthetic white phenolic resin
I scramble holding my breath downwind smoke
I see Shotgun seek refuge in a sanitarium big wicker wheelchair
on the plantation porch
Daniel pursueth unrelenting
Swale and berm perturb the green carpet punctuated with dainty daisies
A to-go window clatters swallowing the oilcan wrested from Daniel dead paw
A folly and jeu de paume lily pond hanging gardens of Babylon
Stairstep down a freakish flight into alma mater and déjà vu
She turns her wide hips olive skin
The trained seal blinks black eyes slow
A pig in a poke
Prodded with a tiny paper cut triangle

Bookends

She sits with me sipping comfrey in the Tea Pot waypoint café
She moved slow and sure with sweating haunches to steal my DNA
Now she perfects restraint brick by figurative brick
Walling off horrifying passion
Edifying her studio simultaneously
Wind blows sun shines
I am still charged with her dharma
I can feel her hiding not to protect me from her lover
but to protect herself from an intoxicating witness she bore
sharing a delicate finger of ambrosia

I wait out the squall of solitude

Form of Hall

Unimaginable impediments to sweat
Locked out of log on the machine midget
Your little triangle peeled to slip
Sad shrubs beauty bark scarce
Come morning mumbles about grumbling bellies
Aching to Everett Monroe the lodger vagabond
Pulling trolleys roughly into focus in my mind
Possible
Assimilation
S/B pulling trolleys into rough focus with my mind
Derision disbelief after altered time
Two threes unable to table consensus
Youth and hubris dared senseless
Georgian funeral home bullied Edinborough
Tax-exempt cigarettes rolled from pages of Thoreau
Head down through the coop through hens-a-laying
With a tone generator playing
Saddlebags full of pearls
Feel the pull of the world
Bless you

Traffic

I’m so scrupulously concerned with leading the iconoclasts life
I prop up daily routine and peak experience alike with grandilocution and glossolalia
Complexites created to create intrigued supposition flailing
My inferences are bush league suppositories
Pipe dreams while smoking morning glory seeds
Baking cookies and mowing lawns
Faking nookie and glowing mons
A room like a brick blocked hat
Pacing passionate at her penthouse flat
This is your sandbox these are your toys
She pumps me for gossip morsels
I pump her for sauces/sorcery
Ventilated shark ribs red venetian shades
Sentimental fibs concretion excuses made

The storm blows a gargoyle loose
Wind snapped wires blowing fuses
I alight at a leg angled thirty degrees
Calling with crickets in her sleep

A Name for You

She moved me off the chessboard and punched the clock to freeze her play
Her hand remains on me I am a piece and abide by the rules of the game
Beckett beckons struck weary of all the cerebral efforts
My life as an ebony or ivory fetish worried within the grip of her fancy
How tolerable yet sophomoric this segregation
this catalyzed synthesis of two men incomplicit of her vulnerable reveries
Brought to our knees by our ignorance of our hearts set free
We acknowledge her subtle efforts to ensnare our own selfish desires
But the younger man is headstrong and incautious with his declarations and confessions
He surmises her magic is weak thus sealing the fate of both men
Her hallmark is that of learned refinement
She will chant spells
Wiles of preternaturality will be honed and hewn until both men succumb to the will of her
She will perfect her craft which is a keen sense of contradiction
The dupes feeling comeraderie for the shared foe and what must be hatred of each other
as competitors
She is the house both visit
She is the sergeant-at-arms of their garrison
Soldiers living out of backpacks and flimsy bivouacs
Filmy shacks of jealous tact dissolving like sugarcubes of caustic lye
Lies melting in a puddle of bleeding hearts and dizzy ears
The child support in arrears
The men write warrior poetry to take the other man’s life away from her opulent attentions
The men write odes to the future to save their sweaty necks from hara-kiri
From the swirling infinite spiral of solitary descension
Their fate sealed sensuously baited with frustrating self-hatred
She is worth every maddening humiliation gladly endured
Each day a disturbed discotheque of stifled rage bottled machismo and greedy
subjugation for her paragon of the second chakra
The pretense overt yields the desired behavior even though they are hip to the ruse
Yet the knowledge isn’t enough to dirt nap the grasping
The monk stumbles upon a bizarre cognitive warp in the path of joyous fate
Oddly needy of her humane state
Resorting to granting her wish contorted pandering fiscal fish out of water
A duck quacks a junkie cracks A ho hustles money from muscle
A story book life gone out of print A television with busted contrast/tint
A load of malarkey said stark naked A bed of embarkation to get laid
A bargain begged to allay fears of being left behind
I don’t believe a word of it I bet my life on every word of it
You spin me don’t you dare tell me those words

Wheat/Chaff

California rambler circa 1970
Actual flashburn in Super 8 hijinx
Fade in from peachy orange grove
You swung a leg sinful soft over my back
You tried to pull it back coy as if the cloud light limb could have harmed duckling down
I quick like held it
Telling you how it consoled me
Fade out to a rambler rec room expansive
An occaisional chair channeled to the wall
Danish design on a white wool berber
A flunkie posse held hostage by Bobo
Bobo waved a pistol toward the cliff toward the bay window with a fountain outside
I began a meditation
Standing forward bend
Attempted headstand one hand my left wouldn’t cooperate
Staying headstand two instead
Bobo waved his gun and kicked me over over and over and over
Flunkie posse become mutinous
Back-talking bravado put down pistol-whip
Gorge rising even-minded stray thought
Hyperspace, swan song
Bobo so long

Bernoulli

Your time is all
You should remember grace
Because I forget
A constant state of pressure
Unrelenting fugitive flight
The torrent never flags
All a time kapow pow pow
War drums
This old world is all a time go go go
Your limbic is a bitch
Keeps asking you for smack
Sugar
or Sex
Shut the monkey in the lunchbox

Siamese Triplet

Worldly oblivious the eyelid interior
Woefully naïve
Wan
In disbelief
A strange turn this bliss has taken
A respite of being forsaken
It has been six weeks of travail
The time it takes a bone to heal
You build a studio the gods can feel
I imagine to move there unburdening gifts at altar
Moving silently over boards the color of dried blood
Beg your forgiveness
Where is my opportunity to give?
You make my habits bunch up in congestion
Put my motives in question
Each second is connected to you
To each component memory restitution will be years hence
Before we stumbled upon each other’s thin waists and gold-rimmed eyes for each other
Before you contracted me to kill your love of him
Before all witnesses were liquidated
I didn’t die
I’m only wounded
I chewed off the leg caught in the trap sprung
Wandered down to the lake and found a bag full of stolen cameras
Now I’m looking for a sack of lens caps

Bleach Impediment

Wonderful
She seems thoughtful
She seems engaged in introspection
A wonderful woman
Quite young
Very teutonic
Pretty
Blonde
No dearth of paint on her face
Met him for some kind of an interview
She spoke at length with him
Using her voice of strength with him
An adorable lisp back of it
A job she was interviewing for a job
The clouds had cleared outside
The wind was blowing the maple trees
The maple trees along East Olive
She held him engaged with a laugh
If it was up to me
she’s hired
She’s even careful not to gesture too much
She’s hired for sure
that little lisp

Retribution

So very unattached
Moved by your silence

What’s up with that

You found out what it’s like to be me
You found it lonely at the top and cold on the bottom
The way it is for me

Intangible/Unfair
Permanent and empathic noise over dead air

Still and yet fires for the women

Inscribed in burning banned novels
Acid vibes course through a café fans pendant wobble
Signal generator from grannie to annie

What was written obliterated
Obliterated
Bitter literature

Your scowl and pursed brows
Dusty musty marriage vows
Tether ball rope frayed loose
Eyes cower powerless
Afraid of the noose

Pursued to the bitter end
Your escape
Unable to fit the trend

Shaky

Running out of rent
Urgent near spent
I didn’t make the most of scouting
Lord help me land on this hill
I ask every day to decipher what you want from me
Is that enough?
Do I labor true to the path?
Where do I need to persist?
Show me
Is it sufficient to resist?
Give strength
I will use your infinite resources to help my fellow person evolve
Feel this
I will stay grounded
I am upright radiating from Gaia’s core
Evanescent boundless with cosmic eternal
Every wave of healing restlessness
Integral with theta and calm bliss
Nature waits with patient resolve to restore life and death alternately

Witness Box

A dog chases away the tramps rushing the coach
A screamer implores a voice to hold fast in that world
The coach pulls up near the palace of the people
It is apparent the ball has begun
Wreaths of yew and other flowers ceremonially hung
The duchesses autumn masquerade is a success
Her bed is scheduled well into spring
This night men have dueled and died for her
She has led them with a beaconous torch stumbling drunk on her charms
Into a cave with no exit
One pilgrim has a stray memory of leaving a kettle on the fire in his cottage
Just enough of a distraction from the duchesses hypnotic march of crushed will
That the pilgrim sees his mistake
He pauses at the cave entrance breaks out of the column and returns to his rabbit stew
His insignificant departure relatively unnoticed by the miles long queue of suitors
As the pilgrim plods his way to the rising scent of bunny broth
He is overtaken by constables who seize upon him
Trundled away in a windowless carriage with a man also falsely accused
When blinding light reveals the gallows and the other man the pilgrim resolves his fate
As the men are arraigned the pilgrim pulls out a length of hidden chain
Swinging it with mortal fury he kills the accusers enabling his fellow accused escape
Years later a pale figure receives the son of a fugitive debtor
Held prisoner in an attic decades the pilgrim had become accomplished in all the fine arts
The son bids his thanks
The pilgrim paints another portrait of the grisly scene of his imprisonment
The fugitive sips stew in a warm cottage while the rain drums on a windowsill

Cellulose

I was being introduced to the spiritual practitioner in the confines of a 78 Plymouth Volare
My friend couldn’t for the life of him understand the idiocy of this happenstance
The preistess was thought to be clairvoyant and telekinetic
She just looked corpulent and perspired copiously
A sample of her powers on my friend the she-swami put her fingertips to his temples
He flopped forward he climbed into the seat next to his against his will
A galvanometer recorded the event
A restless beta wave surged back through the circuit
Causing the woman to turn to vapor and disintegrate
Researchers witnessing the horrifying moment scratched yellow paper
and coiled up the disconnected leads of the galvanometer
The data was conclusive
In all the studies yet conducted
Terrible circumstances ensued
Spontaneous implosions or worse
One post-mortem on a telekinetic uncovered a stool the size of a presto log
In the large intestine of one of the test subjects
I patiently waited for the head researcher to give his cold address of the experiment
In profile I watched his stubble undulate as he formed the words
His ideology was going to make metaphysics ridiculous
Make magic impossible
I wept

Florescent Period

I was sweating but triumphant confident and reassuring from my arduous posture
Bisqueware sung under the callouses of my feet
Two sages ran ahead on the pilgrim’s path to a wind-swept hill on an equatorial island
Greenware stained my hands
A kind gesture as if to help the white-haired woman continue her pace up the track
Henna painted on my wrists below the twin planets of lust and greed yelled angrily to resist
The village swam below in concentric ripples of mounds of harvested rice
I summited first and analyzed the towers’ features ordinating an ascent which I began hastily
The sages made the climb many times before and I knew they were calculating my decisions
I knew when they had reached my position I was indecisive
That they had made the right decision the first climb around
The white-haired woman became obstreperous with impatience
I was growing more catatonic by the time I had reached the peak of the shrine
A massive capital of the Tathagata’s head in jet marble worn smooth from traffic of devotees
I had no hold forced to stand facing the head and surmise the moral of this trek
The sages chided me and then with a shocking display of superhuman strength and spite
The white-haired one levered the head off of the three-hundred foot tower plummeting it
languidly to the basalt below
I stood awestruck at the top of the decapitated porcelain scaffold
Catatonic at the assasination of the Buddha’s likeness
Wedded to my terror of a murderous descent
I chose to follow the sages rather than lead feebly and mimicked their sure manipulations
Each hold had been transformed into the japanese symbols for a kendo sword
Placed at intervals so awkward for a man of my frame
The only solution was to use every conceivable mode of employ to gymnast lower and low
Until the final hold necessitated a trapeze gimmick inverted backbend
Where I was forced to face death
I summoned the energy that had served me when I was locked in pitched battle with Mara
Flipped backward and lighted down with a scream of survival
I opened the massive doors carved out of a dozen huge lignum vitae trunks
And took my place at the feast
The sages made no acknowledgement of my accomplishment
Knowing none was necessary

Speck of Ground Apples

Byzantine logic felt so right for me this week
Predictably since I’d not touched a painting for a month
OK so I sketched last week
Some flowers
Byzantine wisdom fit a dwindling inventory
It doesn’t matter who made it
It doesn’t matter what the subject is
It doesn’t matter in the final Byzantine analysis what the damn thing looks like
It doesn’t matter what the painting says
Here the logic takes a left
It’s all about using a painting to quiet the mind so that one can hear the voice of god

Coincidentally she has a resentment with the word byzantine
A bistro with the word byzantine in the title had swindled her
She’d struck a deal to paint a window at the bistro the management had cheaped out on her
Which is so fitting it just about makes me dizzy
Scholars of the period say no artist was ever credited for any Byzantine painting
See how things cycle up and down?

She’s cycling up for a new scene with lusty vortices swinging out from her
in intoxicated lines of boys qeued up for another winter’s wonderland gangbang
Who can blame them?
She’s still got the body of a 40-year old
Through the diffraction of a 40-ouncer
She’s insane in bed
and everywhere else
She’s embedded in sainthood
She’s aware of herself

Week before
She tells me as I’m fucking her on this lipstick red futon I just hauled out of a dumpster
That she must not be as good a fuck as the yoga girl
I say no
She’s soft
And she knows who I really am
The end of her rare nurturing cycle
Once a year
I’m the luckiest slob in the universe
She finds me when she wants that nest
I’m blessed

Lay By

Down in the moldy mildew of Aberdeen
Walking the same shoulders the blue-eyed perforate wandered
Me and my own flesh-and-blood blue-eyed towhead searching for St. Anthony
Our axes stacked on a wagon of people
We swayed in a cadre of composers capes billowing
The wagon rolled away to our oblivion
When it was about to crest the hill and slip out of view
My fellow fretted we had neglected our commission
It dawned on our happy minds we must alert the waggoneer of our plight
We watched as the wagon circled back
We reunited at the circus ground
A conductor explained a waltz
While ropes and pulleys enabled Icarus to burn an Immelman turn
Pancake break-up Pez head harlequin
Validation for the years of academia
Integrity anemia

Cutlass

Captors kept a hot room to wilt my outstretched arms unmolested
Attached to a thought of her in a wasabe wikhiup on Whidbey
Bamboo shoots me in the foot
She draws me in again and I’m drawn in again
Fire warms and wards off predation
Fire scorches and destroys a safe haven
Bipolar infatuation with you

Cable: Trans-Pacific

Marveling at what she’s done with the place
Another story built on the estate foundation of a chapter from Wuthering Heights
Seeking the approval of the inspector come to enforce a building code of Hammurabi
Lying up against a steely changing table hand-me-down
She demands a declaration of love
Her hands are soft and warm slim fingers slide into mine like a sheaf of tulip stems
Eyes averted roaming through the memories of how I’ve kept myself unavailable to her love
Because someone else had the audacity to force themselves upon her
She never really loved the others she just tolerated them for convenience
At some point when a marriage children homes purchased and businesses begun
One should admit the object of your affection has perhaps chosen someone else
All that irrelevant
All that impertinent to this moment
Where she is searching my face for more clues of inclusion
Incredulity
That all these long years I’ve been waiting for this audience with her
I lift my eyes to hers
A fog settles around her
The humming makes her words disappear
The sun sets
A moonless night in a meadow
She rides a strange horse bareback
No one will ever replace her
Ink spills over my mind

Circle

A long hallway shaped shooting gallery with a crack shot companion
A nautical theme Chris Craft chucked overboard
The cabin girl asks if I’ve seen him lately
I feel I’m not at liberty to discuss the sailor’s whereabouts
I see it again
The wind coming up in her sail
Her guns trained on a Man o’ War
Steady with range and windage calculated accurately
This lopsided engagement I’ve seen dozens of times
Prayers for the souls on the embattled scow
I turn astern and reef away
The volleys echo as I cruise out of the theatre of destruction
I make for my cold and cunning home

Reposed Fowl

Medium stark light apprehension for the safety of others
In this now without reservation a place of lethal society
White-washed gray porous-grained wood summer cabin patchwork porch
Foursquare chairs facing west with my portraitist composing my left profile
A congregation mills behind a flock at the hanging
Hollow box-beaten footsteps on the unseen veranda telegraph impending eruption
A loose corner of screen is violated open with clumsy concentration
The barrel of a desert eagle brushes something metallic as it is drawn producing a bell tone
It is raised and fired twice into my chest
My head slumps into my chest
I close my eyes to volume going quiet
Through the window the mortician comes to finish preparing me for the exhibition
Unloading four rounds painlessly into my head
I wish my fellows spared
But know I cannot act to save them now


A. Spree

Humility is giving freely of epiphany even to those in an underworld
Walking barefoot in winter to deliver a book to a suffering illiterate
A genuine smile for the doubtful pilgrim exiting the wilderness
Listening to a toothless recluse without wiping his spit from your eye
Moving a sowbug out of the path of the woodsman’s axe
Plowing under sustenance for the next pioneer
Keeping one’s eyes down and away from those who crave validation from you
Asking your enemy to lie with you
Confessing one’s humanity
The light of hara

Regal Coach

A hot cup of joos extracted from grandmother’s diamond-capped tooth
The project upending her kitchen with all manner of filters and homemade pods
Coffee pot brown prolate spheroids chopped-off ends two halves of a case
The gravity bar at Mesa Verde
She acquiesces when she sees how it works
And how I am pleased with the result
Mining magnesium nodules from a 2.8 through 10 megahertz circumpolar orbit
The real exercise is keeping fur on those folding goggles from falling into soup dehydrated
I think of a Conn mute over a french horn for Sati’s piano composition
How it summed up this guy and made him all known
Made me unknown
Waiting for dawn of her
Waiting

Horseshoe Furniture

The farmhouse pleasant lit bare wood and thick spattered white enamel
Listening to Hardwick over a bowl of Malt-o-Meal this room in an earlier lifetime
She paces on tiptoe drumming her fingertips on my shoulder
In circles she traces the shape of the table I’m sitting
Making the pattern of her thought repeat
She offers me a turkey feather over my shoulder
She says ‘I choose you’
Kindles a glow in me
She wants me here but not here
I stack up the words I will tell her in my thinking part
How wonderful it was to be her lover for a week
How I could nestle into four decades of the same joy
There are fractions of us that could be a pair of lovey doveys until we have half our bones left
How one week back with her warm softness and brilliant wit won me over again
I am too selfish still
She teaches me more than I want to learn
The truth tells me the living part
I ponder her

Unit of Rage

So Cal storage place with a calm surface over violence
Chatting on about this and that in an SUV
The hammer swings down on the tong leaving in an arc
Where the tong goes the hammer follows
Mirror moves outside the strip mall hall
Feeling self conscious about this dancing lot mad dog
Still calm the driver sends a communiqué to the other side conveying his resolve to intimidate
The other side reminds the driver hostility in this place
Would be counter to the principles of the one-way mirror voyeurs
I agree but am bound by the code of the shotgun and all that comes with it
It puts me in jeopardy
In a fit of lucidity

Excited Photons

An asian apothecary and jeweler’s station outer courtyard to the lignum vitae doors
I felt the intimidation of this place
I wandered about thinking about my former life as a booster
Was engaged with the shopkeeper in a line of questioning designed to root out my character
Myriad drawers with pieces of dried animal and arcane ideograms that baffle magicians
Look down upon the market square shoe factory of liver failure and ketosis
The merchant and his wife slumped over a glass and jade necklaces concede my prime state
A withered uncle pads about in the path of commerce neither adding nor subtracting
The storeowner has a head shaped like a shiitake mushroom and the same black value
I cannot resist dropping a character from the bamboo brush in my left hand
While a courtesan dresses behind a curtain of beads
The character comes to life with my tear-jerked calligraphy and the burgher turns to hide
We know this hieroglyph
An internal cultural switch flips and the merchant overcompensates with a rote homage
A ceremonial observance of the symbol inked on rice paper
A rattle and dance about the drugstore while I felt the wife and uncle understand my caste
The rite went on as I viewed the inner courtyard and courtesan
One dog which was three kept her busy at the noble banquet
The hounds were variegated brick red and black, sleek playful and boisterous
The feast honored a stranger yet my appetites were sated for a meal
The courtesan danced for me shy and sure
I stirred the dogs disrupting the beauty’s bosom a frock of farmgirl fashion
It made mention under my breath
A life in the court of a empty kingdom
She tells cards to keep keys
I fall on my knees

Inside The Forum

You asked if there was anything I could do he could do
Coming off the telephone with him another of your cohorts expressed approval of his deed
Using a name for his achievement that was perfectly illogical
I made a strugglesome effort to prove as well equipped as my foe
In a construction zone someone’s california swimming pool half-finished
Dotted lines and shovels sharpened
I waited for the festival to clear out of town
We all met up in the northend house with a peaked roof
An unfriendly friend left in a blue jean tambourine
You waited behind brushing your teeth while I waited in bed
Asking me for a t shirt
I looked at your color and wished I had a light green one to compliment you
You asked if I had a dress for you
Your dress even though you’d never been here before
All I could think of was pleasing you
You were teasing me without me knowing

A Long Orientation

Down in the veins of blue-black blood of Earth Mother a virus of miners hacks away
D. H. Lawrence’s stepfather sweats a little over profusely and makes sounds of lip smacking
In an Italian cruise liner’s sick bay at dry-dock the colliers gather to poke new boy’s ribs
The old subterfuge Statue of Liberty play with a rabbit up from the armpit
Walking by the wrestlers sepia tone mustachioed and locked in a grapple pie
You have moved into my mind and set up domestic enterprise
I see you looking out through my eyes at my world at you at my captivity by your loveliness
Sitting next to you feeling my fire
Pinned down with your talons and shrieking gray eyes turned coal black nictitating
In the wilderness an aurora shimmers at your capture of me
My ears ring and I’ve fallen
You scent of sage and woman still there in through the left nose out through my right
Your lap near mine with the width of the others come before between
Elfin Stardust sprinkled twinkling about your salle de vivre
So very appropriate to how light is changed by you
A door opens in the mind
You are moving into the room which has been locked for a long time
You are thinking of ways to make it more beautiful
The old man must give up his over upholstered slippers
The codger must yield to life
To dogs and girls and no refuge but the salle de bain
The scroll unrolls and the story is told
Cassiopeia’s eyes flash enraged at our love
Meet at the stones off the shore of Ethiopia
She perceives stars and Rome dances our wrists tied with a swatch of Sinclair

Hoop Skirt

You hopped behind an Iron Curtain a cold number marked it
What was I doing wandering around this lily pad unchaperoned?
The ink on the certificate was not yet dry
On my way in I gave the sentient esquire the blue ribbon
For dancing his way to my fatherhood
His pop and life lust jealously guarded by a trespasser
Closing a door to keep out unwanted revelers
Leveled rebels with a mournful address
Something caught in my throat
A piece of you mocking my hawkish goat
All at once I felt eighty years old and children soaping my windows
The loss of family I minimized when my friend spoke
Had started to grow bean sprouts with the white hairs in my ears
I spied around like that time I counted coats and brined your bed
The black killer asserted habit
Mining jealousy with hate pushed up under anemic fingernails
Where I pinned my fear of abandonment
You were really in lust again upstairs with him waiting for me to leave
I just knew it was sure this time
I let you go as I fled either jilted or guilty lilting from disability
Changing a charmed life to chain gang
I coveted a stack of broken stone
Fantastic visions alone
With you

Press Apply

The architecture horrified retrogression with a pile of dead clamshells
My brother and I compared our supplies of radioactive piles
On a fur-trimmed bar on the top floor of this non-descript barracks
It felt like a discount chain box of fireworks with a dramatic title
Flaming Eagle or Smoky Joe
All packaging for a flash of afterthought
The ancestors appeared out of nowhere to challenge the tissue-paper fortress
A journey of grim resignation lay ahead
Rhetorical questions peppering easy confession
While on the other channel a convention gathered to witness the spectacle of levitation
That old house with the fist holes in the drywall and a pinball machine
Waiting for band rehearsal to commence
The show started in the kitchen arms outstretched a slow hover hoisting to the ceiling
Clockwise around the floorplan returned to square one where the crowd cheered approval
This time a leopard cub had found an lethal amusement had broken the cat’s neck
Blending the footstomp of a West Indies travel brochure
With breakfast for two
With giving to you

Puka Whorl

Windrows of high plains and the grazing patterns of bicuspids and sheepskin ponchos
A discussion among the alpha couple while lambs lie among papyrus stalks
Wide open spaces seem so much smaller when one returns years later
Big deals trivialize down the line becoming joker poker wild cards under the cup
Holding a stack of books across a stacked center of light manipulations confessed
It comes down to a piece of furniture very modern and space-age materials
Chrome and black matte finish Danish
Rolled up in Taiwan by a bored boy daydreaming of his lover
This is where the stand is made sides taken alliances forged epithets addressed
A lock of hair is thrown to one side of a seething cauldron
Aspersions are cast willfully against a matronly maw
Sweet insults cascade down the juggler’s belly and into the air again
The two halves of a cedar tree split by lightning char and reform in the writer’s hand
Erupting in mirth the throng could not conceivably understand
The hollow ring of triumph is lost among the post game show hosts and paracletes
Turning to a handful of black spongy earth rich with humus
The truth is postulated around a semi-circular lobe of the brain
A pastiche of those days in your gypsy wagon
Set to the music of red-handed daughters and sons
Blaming no one

Trail Across a Valley

Pilgrimage to a temple of invirtuous spectacle with the express intent of worshipping tactile
Holding up for Hippocrates the feeling in hands placed here on her hips
The orbits intersect without any buffer unadulterated structure in a close support dome
Closing her eyes tightly she makes the effort to keep from losing control of her lusts
Heat and shadows of energy swarm out of hands into the dancer pale of sage
Courting death in the form of candy cigarettes and toy guns
Adorable gateway foreboding foretelling a slow excruciating progression into illness

Meanwhile back at the ranch a syringe full of our heroine makes another go at motherhood
This comes to our forehead with the cheese of My Three Sons
Thinks of her twang with a length of me inside her lyric hillbilly nest
Dancing unselfconscious unconscious hands up hands down
Around and down and on the up and up lipstick rimmed cup
A slug of wine to break up the fatted lamb
A pull of port to let her slide out the back of watering eyed migraine
Truth moves upstage of crushing concourse

A sliding door reveals a trove of aztec calendars unprotected from theft
Handling the rosettas with greed intention circling days in the future
Two pumas three brahmas four skunks with a clutch of eggs
The congregation mutters low and wise cracking
A man steps out of 1962 with a dab doing his horn rims in the pocket of a short-sleeve shirt
Thunderous applause and spontaneous scripts rote for a sing-along
The speech continues easily and unanimous uninterrupted save an alpha observatory
The pocket of the shirt is big enough to hold a pot of coffee and a carton of smokes
They all laugh
Done it again
All looking

Lament

Right off the top you let me know you loved me
I marveled at your cozy nest your motherly shape how much I was still in love with you
I looked down at princess freckle nightshirt with all the empathy I could gather
There were a string of sitars crackling across the dry surface of the red planet
A chain of characters lit up by the flat land gallery
A eunuch guarding the gate with his nervous apprehension of his expectations of your knee
Every aspect and intersection has become the wide-eyed curiosity of a five-year old
I feel hopeful
Feel fearful
I feel nurtured
I feel tortured
I feel that you can teach me in many ways when I am doubtful
I feel I can be hardened by my frustrated understanding
I feel I can be softened by my naïve ignorance
I feel you give me room to choose

Cliff

Begging to be taken from wings broken in your dream
Changing wild horses in midstream
Stuffed into a lunar landscape housing project
A pneumatic capsule races off with a lion’s roar
A truck drives onto the roof of the world to make the drop
Assembly workers watch bolusii bullet by
Harlem grinds a gear wearing a Santa hat
Wondering what we will look like old and fat
Thesis or antithesis
Theme or anathema
Sound engineering or deficient listening
Control freak flight into terrain
Obstreperous outburst of the brain
Charity only works if someone appreciates the gesture
Barrel vaulted to a playa paradise wilderness
Collapsed lunges for emergency brake
Audio intercept of quilting bee biddies
Motion sick stick figures salute a beam above
Elevator crab-wise on the enterprise
Operator sheepishly reports she gots to go
Fighting vehicle exits out the back
Waiting for everyone to get the rocks off
Skimmer slides out the side buoyant on a tsunami
Racing back to pick it up from a porter
Sherpas ease the truck out of gear
Coast down Great One

Saint Louis Blues

A team of pre-columbian pocket rockets lie in torn giftwrapping orderly and categoric
First I wander around the jet-set with my ideal and wonder at my luck
Next I pay the price for wanting misery loving my company and a stripe across lust
Third hook aspiring to warm cold hands on the effulgence of a glowing hurrah
Voice out of body from anthropomorphic toadstools at a campfire jamboree
She squeezes the tube from the middle which you know is perfectly customary
The culmination of months of investigations comes out of a clattering Univac
A card three inches tall and seven inches long with rectangular holes
Insufficient data
Through the murky liquid a triad rolls to the breech
Picture hazy try again
The spirit of a puppy in the wrapping of a wiser dog

Boxes

Crates of exotic birds dead from methane when just a canary would have done the job
I saw a chandelier made out of ordinary papers one would find around the house
Thinking this would be the perfect way to straighten the place up while making a tidy profit
I waited for the novelist to finish toasting a bialy that I might spread carp roe over it
I ended up upholstering the chairs and making other furniture to the unusual specifications
Spindly-legged sputniks screwed glued and tattooed to Notre Dame’s flying buttresses
The cathedral taxied down an enormous runway
Enormous but not quite as big as the soundstage for Singing In The Rain
Gene Kelly just a speck in the distance with his own satellite city in parts around him
There didn’t seem to be any sense to working so far away from the trailers full of instruments
Dials and gauges marking the levels of radiation heat cold and yellowed manuals mildewing
Exotic birds vocalized one last time before being cooked as the last supper swan song
Public radio reported the humanity for an audience baking blackbird pie
Showing little discipline and no backbone the toilet lay unused instead a funny little cart
Gene Kelly and his brother Emmett surf toward shore on the feathers of a Technicolor toucan
The industry standard in sleek-o-rama
Indebted to the horsewoman
Stabled at last

Abbey Something

Idle small talk about 12 million starving people when the figure is closer to 20
Rehearsal hanging like a din popping eardrums with a cue stick used to clean heads
False captivation with soybean curd while shams aim with the fresh face of a comedienne
Our boys are younger now than when we began talking and both are viking throwbacks
It’s hard to tell if the short grey hair was ever blonde but mine still brown enough to wonder
Strangely posed with our faces facing forward toward a one-way mirror craned neck
A fantasy factory manufactures memories indistinguishable from reality
The real labor waits resolute against the factory machinery maddeningly patient
An amazing afternoon requirement clearing the mind of all craving and greed
Listening to age-old farmers plinking away at three-stringed goat legs
Still harboring the cubby for a passionate reunion
Lithium battery powered preciousness
A five gallon barrel of water with the symbol for Marie Curie
When winter comes I’ll find you
Until then my friend

Rouge

In the pantry for the fiftieth time sitting on a throne of coal watching you keep me at bay
Knowing if I call I was the one who hung up the phone angry or obsessed
Wearing something out of the martial arts section of costumes you somehow sat on my lap
Which you never do
You turned to me and kissed me which you also almost never do either
I slid my arms under this jujitsu jerkin and ran my hands over your skin
You put a leg over my shoulder and we danced our selves exhausted and happy
The walls bled the blue from Monet’s masterpiece and the floor held it’s own
Inside you with our eyes linking our souls
You think of telling me something and the words resound in my mind before your lips move
Feels like home

Torn

Turning on a dime in a huge field of logs from the dukes of hazard movie not the series
Seven logs laid straight in piles higher than houses
Arrived here from far away and this a stomping ground but not familiar not here at least
This place had been one of those places where love had been swallowed up
Eaten in the name of become a productive member of society
A killing field of inconsolable homesickness and decapitated lovebirds
Paired up with a surrogate for everything delivering nothing
Blacked out teeth and other stage devices flopped to the clairvoyant critic
Terminated with regret for the charm left frozen to the steel hull of a battleship in dry-dock
The speech spoken with the same firing tones they use to let the real bad ones go
Ne’er do wells and goldbrickers and slackers and shiftless and vagrant pretty or not
All sacked with the same boilerplate cooked up by headhunters and ambulance chasers
The good for nothing downsized by a familiar stranger
Driving a snow cat club cab black ski jawing backward with a sneer uncalled for
Both waiting at the chairlift to descend the hill
The executioner catches a chair
Our unemployed fumbles with the apparatus and finally interminably settles in
Operator 69 continues with the superiority of a carny barker
Setting up the tilt-a-whirl with baling wire when possible and bread ties when impossible
The flags off the hips of a razzle-dazzle double reverse are frayed
A bucket swing squeezes a boys pelvis in ways that nature didn’t intend
Looking down to a horde of shopping mall kids plugged into virtual surfboards
Carving turns around snow machine powder piled frosting on the edge of a slip ‘n’ slide
A long ride down the hill
Urgent craving for distilled calm

Standoff

Without further ado additionally no introduction is necessary
A formica laminated door with disappeared hardware is opened without fanfare
Inside is what appears to be a garage full of cars made out of bricks
To the right is someone to which one must greet with a hello knowing he’s a minion
The important occupant is further in the wood floored dancehall seated in a barcelona chair
Holding an unlit cigar with the equivalent of grape peelers and fan wavers hovering nearby
The name is Ji Solombeh
He is ostensibly a musician
With a flourish of his hand and eyes welling up with happy tears the audience rolls back
Out of the spotlight to the extreme back of the ballet space behind a blue car mind the door
Host conversation continues inaudibly in and out of the lights
It is warm here so dancers muscles have superior range of motion
The rack is not made to hold the recorded information and one disc falls caught by a toe
Someone else has made the same mistake and splinters of styrene peanuts litter
Statuesque she walks in a fiercely proud mannequin holding high office in her tribe
Solombe watches the eyes and takes note of the movements and orientation
A wall disappears and the valley is dark with summer
Hounds gather at the crossroads with the collected traders socializing
Two curs extend a welcome knowing no scent of fear
A third doggerel is bound across the waypoint and runs to the limit of his tether
Intention is unclear the howl indicates loneliness yet the aggressive movements warn of rage
This is the language of animal with ambiguity folded into the dough
Unique is the wolf’s brother mostly domesticated while white daggers line a lip curled
The responsible party is camped away from the rest of the throng of merchants and artisans
Curses descend upon the mutt’s master for unleashing the menace for no good reason
The dog is a menace
The pass is negotiated thieves thwarted and dogs dodged
In the near distance the ultimate goal glows tantalizing in a temple of matrimony and exertion
A small window in the thick mudbrick walls frames an idiot taking a break from the feast
With infantile delight the idiot grasps food in bare hands
Squeezing the melange between fingers
A timetable is counting down
The doors are swinging shut huge and slow it will take minutes for them to latch
The indigents crowd inside alms hopeful
The last pauper slides in
Belly thin

Delivery

Living in a dormitory of segregated colonists apprised of the experiences ongoing about
In a round brown library on the order of holmes or of that derivation
Born december or january in a sense of style according to the last word on the subject
She dodders at her daily regime of reading the lines of poetry written the day before
Her unbroken string of negative reviews has continued unabated for five years
With an overwhelming reversal she has turned in what appears to be a neutral summation
Well my goodness she says
The writer packed pocketed billfold overstuffed chair newspaper rattled rare retort
Disbelieving her unprecedented approval of the work
An alternate life is ringing louder in the sixth sense
What is pleasant is becoming a burden
A renunciate routine
Becoming clean

Theramin

Enduring an ashram shakedown with a fantasy of telling the volunteers to shove it
Watching with the others on a field of elephants the turf rolled a story high
A professional appearing billboard erected with the aid of a multitude of amateurs
The indecipherable words splashed across an unrecognizable face
A chant rising from the campaigners with the discipline of a motley crew
Looking up a blanket of toy parachutes have a survival kit of a type
Cameras propaganda and an olive drab figure one- and one-half inches tall
Hoarding the cargo cult christmas morning with trick-or-treat greed irrespective of need
Did the shotgun threaten them or were they violent to begin with
Emus or some prehistoric throwback like that a big freakin bird at any rate
Asking point to smoke that thing but point wants to assert a message of superiority
Taunting terrifying the bird wrestles the gun away and commits infanticide and suicide
In the cockpit of another bird strategically emplaced to draw fire
A tactical glows in a valley beyond cauldron
Friendlies curse the politics
Broken filters look so normal
What does the warrior do without the fight?

Cosmopolitan

Waking up to original reality to a celestial dream of sweetness in a circular fashion
The bracket of aeons of travel through a misty rain cloud with turkish delight
Without drums modalities shift like wind through a larynx and this soft mouth moves closer
Mile over mile overland bridge crossings to trojan towers and melting buildings in a newsreel
A monk transcribes an eruption chronologically at a library made of bricks of volcanic ash
A moll slides a short shirt arms first over her legs and prints ideograms of rain clouds
In the before time the elder led the younger through paces already obvious
An affection poorly conceived revealed by tables of logic chiseled on marble tablets
Through the rain cloud to a cosmopolitan village
Where arches span rivers hundreds of times
Where artists eat sleep and draw
Where windows bubble
Where women wonder
Where boxes of bachelors boogie
Where bullets stare down from the brasserie ceiling
Where talkers walk
Where coffee is down the block
Where fur lines fancy
Where the sun keeps time with cars
Where poles extend into wells
Where flats keep alert
Where dogs and flowers evolve
This is the cute planet
The terraformed alternative
A little more progressive
But not quite right

Bandanna

Running water and indoor plumbing crushing pride with an incessant pool of dizziness
Locked out of castles in the air
What would be said when the sky met the rocky earth from a fault in Kansas
The New Madrid tumbling downstairs
Tenuous paper thin veil of life sustaining atmosphere held in place by sandman
Feeling the design flaws for being too trusting ignorant of true nature
Cold neck turned up to see a short burst of oncoming traffic a gram of weight
Skipping off of nitrogen strike a match
A nickel of iron a stone from terra flax
The breakfast of a neighboring city relieves the keeper of the keys
Waves of wonder roll underfoot
Undertow scours the porcelain highway clean of skeletons
Another room unseen but identical sizes of three little bears with comfortable callings

Cheap Little Resort

Probing the boundary of a decadent urn filled with pleasant illusion
Driving a divine motorcycle through an aurora borealis with twin tipis in tow
The entire totem shrouded in pink and on fire moved as a unit
Bullhead fish paid the lodgings for fishermen angling for a stretch in the bullpen
White and tight upside–down triangle reserved for a future date
Plaid davenport torn away by the arms of relative overpopulation
Quiet fuzz voicing under a fiddle bow frieze and stains in concentric puddles
Surely molled down under a carrot top preserved in a jar of formaldehyde
Bade farewell for an eastern dream to one side a peek through the curtains
A well worn hand tied peaceful persian rug underfoot ready to be torn to pieces
Flocks by a wind shaved beachhead munch blonde cowlicks of unpalatable pampas grass
Friars well acquainted gather wordless at a well of departed flowers
Fresh sod marshy and trodden soaks cold through deerskin robes
A sprig of rosemary gives the faithful a direction to focus toward
A symbolic rose in unearthed and crooked stem straightened
Takes its place next to the sprig
Unseen but in constant comprehension the dizzying drop to slowly crashing surf
With the installation a more complete observance is begun with rote passages orated
Three abreast with some manner of steel table gridded and lying prone midriff
One misunderstood
Two to carry the tune

Powder Pie

Pinned down within the lines of starry night
Coming back to overwhelming monologue of worship
Small and firm drum taut with cartographic notation
Weak with influenced craving
In the middle of the decade of 1970
A story was woven into a stage production
From there electrons do the dirty work of photons
A russian stove glows licking cyrillic flames
A pact is forged unfurling a tragic scroll
Mother uses euphemism to ruse youth
Calling liver steak
Signifying cyanide as a fatal filling the capacious terrible torta
Suddenly loud and ignorant
A heap of dried tabloid pabulum mixed with sloth
Stirred together to make gilt crucifixes playing with inflamed concubines
Another weekend to go
Debut truth

Fair

Walking under boughs of alder with a parchment detailing escape unopened
Feeling the river near and oiled hands menacing in meditation for treason
An hour of hedonism in exchange for a pair of years craving that hour
A waif wanders in turmoil exercising a mind new to a syllabus of survival
Instinct oozes out of the tribe and coats our babe in consumerism fear and politics
What an extraordinary visionary version of reality stilled by a controlling culture
Wicked words used as the subterfuge rages on and endocrine logic leaks over the dike
Spectacular miniaturization of unobservable creepy black cloaks flapping in a vacuum
Outflanked by a dogged pursuit of the truth complacency is met and confronted
Fragments of memory and shattered emotion fuse in a furnace of fact finding
The landscape tilts toward the woods from which crying can be heard
Incapacity of heredity
Incapacitated fakery
Make it me

Choir Week Reedy

Pliant strips of grass fibers bent by fugitives
Shoulder to shoulder the search party tracks
A dust devils dances the hats off deputies trying to put a brave face on evil fate
Mothers weep
Fathers curse
Brothers surprise themselves capable of coveting the missing sibling’s bedroom
Across the morbid spectacle
Lovers sing to each other their names
That of the creator a pantheon of demigods
Hands caress or kill
Sometimes simultaneously
Under the impression a life lived immoral could render one immortal
Cemented fate in an everlasting life
By use of an emasculating knife

Gut Feeling

A smorgasbord deployed in the vestibule giving no mercy to informality
Around a soaked in version of upscale movement in thalo and pale red
There were all the luminary sconces and petit fours one could stomach
The pirate the padron the pompadour the professional and the matriarch
Connected at the brow waiting for a logical lapse in lectern loitering
Cocksure surgical surreptitious a perforce performance to protect her Paraclete protégé
Goblet used as a ouija the weak-kneed audience swayed with glass movement
Gossamer representations of halide cubic covalents hung about the feast
Propaganda worked into the blood stream and liver causing reflection and inspiration
Projections of the next section slid into view obscuring the cocktail party
Therapeutic pilgrimage to mountain temples on the back of an albatross
Table set with paper and our visitor bound in a yoke of hedonism
Leaning back with blind reflection wired for headstrong greco-roman wrestling
Learning of tribulation and valor volunteered by intrusive inquiry
Crescent lust with streaked wool transparent beneath a cauldron of vegetables and minstrels
Ceaseless change a shed frames rastafarian detour on the western frontier
Unconventional boxes stacked skyward crushing expanded metal greatcoat impediments
Universal mind fabricates footsoldiers to give a lesson to the less-than-honorable discharge
Listening to a voice gone hoarse with self-justification
Listening blocked by a blatant reprisal of uneasy heresy
Flying cars will take us to the stars
Fidelity of community
Tomorrow intangible
Tantalizing schedule

Infection

Laughter upturned to the corner of the room witnessing all compassion
Made low focused on doctrines enumerated in egyptian hieroglyphs
Around the glowing presence encircled childish reward-seekers with nothing but kindness
Wide without mass strong having no bind connection without complication
Waiting for proof of interest for the final tally of the votes of the popularity contest
Even now held within the sway of a black bar and a pink cup
Wanting to be thought of as revolutionary and omniscient
Interested in a constellation on the south side of tenderness
Joyful for interest
Vibrations sustained into the future
Composed of dreams
She beams

Toxic Dachshunds

Purifying process or putrefying habit about a cold-fired wire spire torn coat of armor
The company of tiny gangsters changes the election
Clear bauble of a lab rat with arms outstretched radiating smoldering stupidity
Sidekick making pertinent observations for later mimicry
A rust colored polyester slab of suburbia confined to a wadded up pinched pods of peas
Respectful intoxication rewarded with a foursome for take away
Thorndike hike down yesterdays hardpan drivetrain tray of five oh straight up brassiere
With a self-owned machine for the exchange of babbling brooks and banned books unread
Death waits white-haired scared rings the size of ingots covering the tracks of terror
Walk on by black nothing into a french foyer
Finger points at little bones and back
Down comes pink curtains with the help of a sugar daddy toe
Hugging it close in with a caressed breast the size of modesty
Playing wolf fangs easy neck bones and smooth history
Stubble littered lightning box lecture irrational concert of mentoring
Delivering the horrible punishment an executioner writes the future of karma
His blackhearted siblings are roles of aspiration virtuous splendor
Tender with life
A blonde baby is knighted
His father delighted
Obliged to concede no credit

Mist

Waiting with back up against stacked oranges hackles calmed pyramidal
Twinning heredity shows in a melange of coins from a fellowship of incorrigibles
The sun goes down the sound of dragons eating fire splashing steam rivers of nightmares
Dancers surrounding but never congressing hither never within
Letting horns blow twice for a pocket full of chaos
Velvet legs crushed in a warm soft bed of grace
Boxes of seemingly benign emulsions of evil leaking drippy drops down the drain
Dolphin dollhouse tiny tatters covering barbaric babes militantly emaciated
Vigilant for the approaching pariah with scripted pleasantries and poison pastry
Eyeing candidates for infatuation over shoulders of conversation
Shameful of showing a matronly profile strapped to umbilicus somehow withstood
Shuffling over insult to rectify a firm slap to the temple with a sandal
Worship questioned and put in jeopardy
Fighting dirty
A benign chat between a fish and a cat

Spare the Bird

Seething smoky marching throngs of uncivilized french servants of grandeur
Pomp with an edge lemmings running off a ledge
Seems this whole idea of patriotism is an unjust means to justify cronyism
Juris doctors duct taping visionary’s mouths
A marveled spectacle to divert scrutiny from freakish sodomy of the unrepresented
Where do we have a deadly appointment to the architect of this admission of tyranny?
Pre-empting any precedent of dialectics by aborting the future of semantics
Mastery of numbers forgoes slumber
Terrible Ted will be dead enough soon enough
Brutally betrayed by his brother and the oppressed One Judas and a mass of mutes
True to rule ridicule
Prison guards found it necessary to fall in line with a bureau full of underwear
A rough draft man it was just a rough draft
A black ball with a red knob and a hank effusive busted teeth
On background the thesis manifested itself in finish nails and heroic cosmetic dentistry
Blundering treesap boots
Pondering a philosophy of guesswork
Apostrophe soda jerk
Criminal clerks

Hill Town

Face swaddled in muslin skin glows with dark effulgence teeth left behind in a smile echo
On a dune blue oranges ripen into pepper and salt tents overhead
Domed onions with a staff for the colors nurtures the man of the hour
Shy but steady pursuit persists
Clove oil gives a fallow valley safety from a lifetime of retribution
Big top encampment with a patent potion stockpile
Lovers wile
Spoon style

Valet

Caravanning about a body of water in the shape of the head of a horse without remorse
Cohorts of bachelor sports descended upon the little women infirm and in constant turmoil
Calling by the wrong name while an embrace goes chaste in one moment
A chimney sweep pontificates from a scale model of a babylonian sculpture carved in stone
The other hemisphere queries a simple sequitur interrogative of hygiene
High broad and white a circular floorplan integrating a cooking fire stoked
Peninsula obscured a vortex portal in amphorae of white port capped with a junk spoon
Swill swallowed a green vase the size of a skull color mixed into a painting of a buffoon
Titters sprinkle from hints dropped about wearing a picture of a Greenland tam-o-shanter
Biscuits and bits of bony bird buffet in a tempered lab glass petri
Picking through the sinew and fat to find the muscle and gristle
Outside at the moment of compulsion
Watching degradation overtake dignity with revulsion
Running with headlong haste down teetering terrifying terraces to find a smokescreen
A fire truck mutates with water replaced by nitromethane and dangerous books
A lightning rod is hoisted
Guilt is cloistered
The pearl in the oyster

Model Aircraft

Panels of space-age material cladding Station X in the cold quiet of near-earth orbit
Hypnotics kick in to enable brain-wave suspension during adhesive experiments
A box of colors battling olive drab against battleship gray and early hints of abuse
Casting across the river for dolly vardens in snowmelt with a sandwich in a creel
Spirals rifled in the field next door a prep-school ball yellow with black stripes
Gracious standing on ceremony as if there could be any other mode of living
Potholes and pitfalls poised to unravel the gravel of Buttbreaker Five
Time to call her out of understanding for the way she wishes to proceed to boy girl love
She has waited as long as she thinks she should have
Looking at the way the world is
Wishing the rest of the story would drop into the next chapter

Long Drive

Zsa Zsa Gabor wrecked her El Dorado today
Hit a telephone pole on sunset boulevard
Knocking out telephone service to a quarter square mile area
The crash interrupted a phonecall a tipster was making
Concerning suspicious activity the tipster had noticed lately
In the movements of his newspaper delivery boy

Zsa Zsa though injured with potentially fatal injuries
Was able to call paramedics at once on her cell phone
Thus prolonging the already long life of the aging hungarian honey

The department head responsible for assigning personnel to replace the smashed phone pole
Snaps a pencil in anguish
He realizes he has to give the sack to the crewmembers of pole team 11M5East
Cellular phones are antiquating phone poles

In a grove of lodgepole pine in the Idaho panhandle an adolescent eagle pair nest
The tree the pair has chosen has a pink X on its trunk signifying loggers will be taking it
Four miles away in a trailer a radio crackles across a message suspending timber harvest
Demand for clear lodgepole already on the decline now lost their last customer a phone biz

A newspaper delivery boy cashes his $31.56 check at a liquor store on sunset boulevard
Buys a copy of reader’s digest for his deaf aunt and walks through the grit and grime
A hooker and her john roll by the paperboy in the back of a police cruiser
A tipster struggles to explain to a jaded officer the real criminal is walking free
Right next to the squadcar at this moment

Across the police radio crackles the news of Zsa Zsa’s accident and another routine aid call
The officer proceeds to the scene of the accident to assist in crowd control
The routine call is rerouted due to the media circus flaring up around the dilettante’s debacle
A cardiac patient in a bogged-down aid car struggles for life
His condition precipitated by the stress of learning of his forced early retirement
30 years on pole team 11M5East gone up in smoke
Camping

Flat black thinnish plywood black curtains covering rigged wires and fire hazardous cords
Found the way to the riser on his back burned out star still faint but magnitudinous
All the instruments scattered orderly placement giving off an aura well-traveled silver nitrate
Boston in falsetto graying the thunder gods temple some long-time producer whines
In mother-of-pearl a middle name causes the giddy dance of the devoted
Compensated feeling there is a reason to feel credit is due
Elation consummated by the two

Lines Afoul

Heaviness about the rafters where gargoyles move imperceptibly fast or slow
An aqueduct is dammed with maple trees trapping a city in thirst
A villa growls with a sinister howl from a child becoming inhuman
A mother watches the mutation take place two heads from one circus sideshow sprout
Feeling the pull of gravity and those that would have a token of this gift
Pulling from the force of underworldliness without one erg of unnecessary effort
Meeting the mire midway adding a dust mite’s antenna muscle flexion
Moving through a solar system into a blue giant cold collapsing
Clearly spoken in a babushka
Time to leave

Vagrancy

Wilder by the pound of dried flowers bound with tie-dyed victorian homestead teapots
In the harbor signified by a navigator in close range a spacious spring day
Spring lines slack and taut estimating the previous construction’s disintegration
Chatting amicably about a web of lies and ignorance in general woven submarine shielding
Immense right angle
A brother percussionist paddles out to the drop-off to strategize and fraternize
No thought of toxics absorbed subcutaneously from straddling creosoted timbers
Ashore beckoned hit the water out from under pilings stroking a sodden wool sweater
Discussing the inadequacies of the upperclassmen with disrespect evidenced in their ruins
Astronomy studied in the middle of the cloudless daylight against nocturnal convention
A single angle calculated from our home star to ascertain an aspect ratio
Sweat and sunburn
Ready to learn

Lark

Monarch butterflies migrating through a head filled with a migraine headache
Swamped with aquamarine clouds billowing under crested waves dyed parrot feathers
Solid flying feet firmly rooted in thin air up and away with the assurance of levitation
Humble boy observing with curiosity and respect the line of prayer flags ringing ten worlds
Within the aerodrome a phantom dumps waste gate excess and beds a blue bullet
Stretched to inhuman lengths arms extended with a foot in the chest
Up through a sepulcher to the effulgent whiteness of an electron microscope sacristy
Waiting for the touch of a soul returned to teach
While body detaches
Lips parted
Limbs twisted
Love insistent

Wrought Iron

Hearing the most recent incarnation of dramatic production with knives waggled cats fighting
Digital docking in the darkness of two moonless nights
Midnight blue maybe three month old 501c3 narrow hips and a paper plate palette
Tentacles and talons scratch the surface of modest shoulders untouched for months
Antechamber of calcium carbonate transformed into cool white slabs of privilege
In the midst become a paragon of grandeur and the stain of a psychopath scrubbed clean
Twenty-five ounces of destruction beating a cinder block with gratifying anarchy
Artistic holes in immovable objects resisting forces waffle-faced and singing
Holding an eating disorder on a leash of curly hair like a flock of sparrows fluttering
Changing the depth and weight of destiny with empty voice mail and boat tail speedsters
Fresh and leather jacketed marching across the moors
A different plan
A solitary clan

Insolvent Guarantee

They still remember your horse painted in the blink of an eye
The motion is all hands and hooves
In a subtle wave breaking up the latitudes mirrored nautical miles away
Underneath a shelf of green gelato
A climber screws a peton into the slumbering matron with milk teeth
Avalanche displacement floats by a wreck snuggled in bubbles of sea foam
Your horses startle and kill the she wolf stealing through the herd
A foreleg flashes through the cur’s skull lobotomizing el lobo
The wolf is trampled by the herd
Kicked when she’s down when she’s dead
Attrition En Masse
Heroes colorfast

Backed Up

Big bad back alley business exhaust fans blowing the scent of dollars and death
Waiting for a bus with a gag reflex and shaky limbs gone jelly in the belly
Blue collar crime and white collar strip teases please policemen jailing jesus
Nobody to share it with as if that would be fair to history or a swollen liver
A flock of Barrabas harasses Jacqueline Onassis
With an offer of mustache rides made unacceptable from septic insides
The sentence commuted the bloodstream polluted another junkie turned in his grave
Subject’s comments were blacked out in the report
Subject’s actions were blacked out in the report
Officers found subject unresponsive to astral projection termination
In lieu of a response officers found it necessary to assume subject was aggressive
For subject’s safety officers attempted to revive passive subject with pepper spray and blows
Subject began to cry for god to save his mother that she may rescue subject
Subject attempted to defend and action was construed as aggression
Subject was terminated
Control
Alt
Delete
Subject’s memory was blacked out in report
Subject’s file transferred to H. K. for determination

Emily

At a feast in the hills above elysium waiting for the glance of glamour as minions march by
Making merry with underlings not so observant of authority challenged smokes broken
An ankle turned in the looping crown of an ankh black-edged eyes longing tries at allies
Driving back centurions with boys swinging on crucifixes and water of life rocky chilled
Into antietam eat them came the cry johnny law and johnny reb gonna make them dead
Sentry said come not into this room of state
The reply came no one had yet entered any room any old time
Turned on a heel and a caravan right to left striped blue and white
She rode with dignified detached passion walking her mount reflected in passion
She turned and met gaze embracing with a fluid transference from horse to heel
Costume moving nautical to naughty sheer red body stocking thumbs in goalpost mudra
Dissolved into soul infusion
Chasing around under the canyons of anasazi deer trackers
Making the acquaintance of constellations with humility more humble than reflex intuition
Strangers strangely accepting of acrylic garments and music made out of a box of electricity
Tubes of memory serving nine roads to our mother of light
A way to say seeing emily again on a long bus on 45th toward school

Bridge Racers

Compensation delayed until the market showed resolve to trust policies of a weak little trucks
A bomb sticking out of a sprinkled torso trunk hooded with a button for panic or pleasure
Resuscitated scattershot visiocortex playback slapback echo
A trite little school in the woods with burrowed snowbank sleddogs
Indigent ravine full of trusted private revolutionaries dressed to distress feudal lords
Curling up on a grate with the fibers of a 1970 Oldsmobile Cutlass carpet for solace
Waiting for hernan cortez to tuck our traveler in for the winter
Light on cheekbones really not a factor even though hospitality dictates generosity
In the neighboring cleft escaping steam awakes an oxidized quadrupedal sentience
Bent at the waist from brotherly reunification arms woven at the necks
Wrong address notify sender

Steppes

Observation of two flowers held in a grotto of basalt and bison referred to in lieu of truth
Anthropology
Heritage of sunken gums and frozen addiction across plundered boatmen
Noble knights lost to an industrial revolution mustered a mounted cavalry to defend
An empty lot where nothing grows begs the question of what went through here
Something toxic to lay waste to a meadow of marigolds
Considering the seasonal nature of this arm of ocean sheltered but shiver reef
Thinking in term of a monocle invented to scrutinize the inventory of necessary equipment
Wriggling into the customary suit to weather the lethal environment
A canister is tipped and tossed out of a door in the tower of pisa
Walls are boxed
Retroactive detox

Sing

Feeling ketones pooling in hips swelling with ease keeping personalities as pets
An antique store discombobulated from spilling the contents of a gypsy music scale
The vistua cuts the land of vodka in half breaking niches where copper is strip mined
A stripe cuts across the great river as would a sweater with a band of red across the breast Navigating the riverine crucifix with easy rigel magnitudes
A sandal is taken off of the foot where a thumb is augured in between metatarsals
An unadorned skewer in planted in the flip flop as the masthead goes unread
A piece of paper lateen rigs the thong after the hand built dhows ferry post ramadan feasters
Floating across the river
A man thinks about the son he cannot see
Unable to be a good father
He builds toy boats and wonders

Four-Way

The viscera of a dog displayed like a dab of haircream in the palm of a hot summer road
Real and over-dramatic at once in the chronological report with strawberry kool-aid mustache
Here comes a grader and loader missing slabs of asphalt while a precious soul weaves through
Harold lloyd hangs off johnnys carpet shop while teetering death threatens lies and small talk
The host organism played off inquiry with flared nostrils and reverted obesity
A conveyor belt buries blessed bumpy in rubbish and shock the body has gone missing
Swallowed up by the vortices of vanity youth and extra vehicular activity
Standing where the troops disembarked the lordly guy wire cut a rakish figure in yellow
Inconspicuous consumption and indicators of return to medieval tantrums to sway the cosmos
Hubris exposed with a flick of an oyster shucker’s toad sticker
Policies mature and thin ties lockstepped to lunch disregard that drunk in the ductwork
Someday there will be no substitute
A thought has no mass

Harvest

Dressed out in nutmeg and faint similarity from crown to sole complete with nametag
Running upstream into schools of thought and elbowing in moving images thirty per second
The eyes betray the thinking life individually
Gaunt aging on a balcony with a rehearsed speech not stumping over and fence sitters
Water or bread the fast instead of moderate consumption and quantum exertion
Thin and old looking and obviously in the midst of lying
A trailer runs through the speech outlining cold seals and cannonball conservation
The green where it cuts through clay near a flaming geyser covered with a worn undershirt
A pacific islander launches a trophy two feet on a backside down the parking strip of croquet
A machine replaces the plugs removed from the green to a billboard size fontanelle
Looking for the angel of protection
Forehead eyeball intersection

Whore Eye Zen

Tactful enlightenment from the fraction of fullness subtle quiet appropriate in context
Moving along a line of iron oxide wrapped around wheels in a box
Reading two numbers in an order that flourishes from the smaller box
Trying for the most part to filter the movements that create a gritty feel or adding more
Smells like sour milk vomited and curdled
Her majesty’s mariners cower in mythical respect for the day and date
Keeping lines from running foul and extending oppression with arbitrary tyranny
Really neat close cropped hair and easy vulnerability to capital violence
Make it five fool
Make it fifty
Make it five billion
There is a way to evolve past this insignificant circus
The ultimate connotation is to be punished with paucity
Removing sensory priority
A system which cannot conceive of succeeding at its primary doctrine is hypocrisy
If a war machine wins permanently the war machine is no longer needed
The lie is that the liars create an imperfect war machine so that it continues to be needed
The lie is that the liars perpetuate prison culture so that prison culture continues to be needed
Help the liars to stop
Help the liars to sweeten their mouths
Help the liars change vows
Help now

Ewe Talker

Bleating wrists and shrieking knuckles tickling ebony worn into a hunchback chained harp
Pieces of a map sectioned off of an aluminum tray with regions for peas potatoes dogmeat
A sheaf of narcissism or irisism or flowerism in general count me as one who would defend
Fearful faithful exchanging numbers over electric suitcases peeling stickers off catalina island
Bruised and beating freaks off with a shtick of free speech held behind a bench of buggers
Creating craving out of teased hair and withheld privilege for the uncounted population
A refuge within the temple acquired through a third-party petition
Seeking philanthropic recognition
With sedition

Token Bastante

Lineage of alleles and commandeered genetic material for armies of golems
Erasing the races that propagate engineered incarnation with non-violence solemn
Pure chance resolves to ecstatic synergy
A massive one-man banjo with cymbals gonging along the length of a sitar
A beachhead where gauguin landed is still rather primitive unrelenting sun dries white sand
A wide raised wharf a caisson of sugar in an hourglass
The home of a huge circus wheel many stories tall many years gone
All that’s left is the center pole of an enormous tent where lost boys swing
Hemp lines unfazed by brilliant rays and saline marine air support swinging sacks of potatoes
Long surf poles for skipjack and bonito bend and straighten with each roll of the dice
Center pole flyers maypole around the foreign oak mast to hoist the hook swallowed
A bluefin somehow has wandered into the snare of the hooky playing kids with dirty ears
The flock is rising to the occasion and closing ranks oblivious to anything but the fish
A glimpse of the rising trophy a flick of a mirror stained with port and a jays wing
With the precision of an army of ants with back pocket slingshots
Lads windlass the warm-blooded fish into the air with jubilant celebration of victory
Unaware of the subtext of their accomplishment the denizen dries almost instantly in the heat
The huge fish is arranged next to the other catch of the day a normal size cod
The school picks up sticks and forgets the struggle of life to sword fight into the night
Back to the beach as soon as dawn and mother gives their permissions
A hook in the water
Waiting for wahinis

Silver Stake

Hit by a car as the bicyclist attempted to cross with the right of way
Laughter echoing in an empty house followed by quiet sobbing
A hug up around the sternum feeling a wiggle down at the hips
Chewing the jellyfish texture of leonine lips
A gleaming rod of steel run through the heart
A thumbscrew to the eye where carcasses have rotted with a saddle of moleskin
A sack of diffenbachia to silence charlie chaplins stick
Dealing with a brilliant explosion
Making plans to deliver catastrophe to the boarded up safeway in ballard
Another day at the office a short warm one in purgatory
Another imposter making like the shortest day of the year

Crown of Scorn

Some stove in a development with our juiced up cracker caster to the four winds
Vermin scurrying around the peripheral vision of vampires demanding drawn shades
Forty strawberries testing for 185 degrees fahrenheit in a triple boilermaker
Moving with flux from cycles in surface tension on the fluid upon the great mothers face
Experimenting with success and preparing for failure
Wishing for moderation where none had ever existed
Freckle paneled dirty shag shack cable coiled up with a bread tie and two drunk generations
An electric box where a library had been scheduled to be built decades before
Arsonists and archivists fighting a one-sided battle to rewrite history
The motive power fell out of the swing arm onto the oil-stained gravel with a knell of naught
Hundred dollars worth of megaphone wrapping down to landslides blinking yellow batteries

Pleads for Emblems

Lost kids peeking through holes in a nori giftwrapping
Puppies follow the trail of campfire roasting sticks until they are thrown for fetch
Dunce cap shaped house on the run towed with ponies a line drawn behind
Blankets to keep warm lessons to fill the space left from a void of creation
A bus a personal pronoun a really beautiful constellation
Seven masses of crust floating around a viscous ball bearings
Each maintains the documentation of porous seaweed or the banished vanity of cleanliness
A frantic NASA aussie suffers from incontinence in eurasia
Covering the globe with pink light
Closed eyes on one foot
Diamonds there in the soot

Tender

Venturing cautious into the veil of shimmering bell tones capacious making up a polar whole
Stacking shapes of fantasy twinning entwined tasting with one mouth salt skin mounded south
Tips with light through a thousand prisms blue twice as effulgent guarding a gate of prayer
Parallel in repose slack tides intersect with a crest and wining jug of sentience
An army of regret assembles right flank this king wedges between brushing back schismatics
Ministration of affection shimmed between egress within tolerance capable response
Joy
Caution
Euphoria
Contemplation
Watershed cognition satisfied without resolution and tense opposition carried up and along

Orgiastic

Evolutionary huns plot overthrow of status quo with a smile dragged out of mugger’s maws
Farms fresh eggs gathered with musical cheese and beef butting in through the drapes
A greedy juris doctor flings stony briefs at monetary terrorism from a mountain of crochet
A reunion of brownie bakers and film makers with a hot tub moonrise presentation
Skylights and mirrors at advantageous positions for flagpole sitters and sweater knitters
Inside out head of wonderful intimidation and mild horror
A hand chopped into an open palm on up the arm and torn christmas canes made of balloons
Make a sign christmas art five bucks and stop insulting me for a cigarette
A carton of smokes for christmas
A gallon of vodka for christmas
An emotional hijacking for christmas
Pieced conned worth could kill more hens
A can of chili con carne for christmas
A new year a new problem
Dreaming of a black christmas
Bing crosby is a heinous demon
Piped christmas carols with a dark message played backwards
What about the baby
What about the little baby

Snow

A shovel undercuts a stack of crystal saving a stupa from collapse
Backstroke bas relief of a mantelpiece porcelain figurine a lyre and ringlets
Characters boomerang head down with submission disguising a steely-eyed assassin
Wheels roll over altered epithets saturated in sugar converted to substance enthusiasm
Confrontation and empathy for the crunchy critters huddled around a box of letters afire
Fellow coppers of coins of the triangular realm cast before wine
Across a lot and into the relative safety of a pinch of salty advice
Convincing the novitiate of the hopeless nature of talismans and you won’t be needing this
Separating from the lower forms of life with the help of Janus
More letters organizing the physical plant catwalk a diversion of necessity
Off the scale and departure in the stairwell of wintry fluorescent light
Paralysis and homage to the Norse
Cleansing ritual
Dead interstitial

Listening to Dial Tone

Wandering friend wondering which fame has made misery a reasonable rarity
The eighty-eighth number combing through the sand for a yellow stone of hallucination
What has made this clandestine confession more revealing is trace technology
Someone is calling from the clinic
Famous friends and alter egos wage peril and tragic circumstance poses wavering to refer to
A thousand possible mutations in the flow chart but trousers dropped give conclusive hints
An allegation here an innuendo yonder
Something to ponder while the pancakes bubbles burst
Empathy first

Leon Lunatique

Down the path of a greenbelt within the chromatic scale of central park
Thugs advance from the flank off in timber rat packs of lone wolves
With sawed-off golf clubs in a brown paper bag
The false alpha a ringer for the antagonist in clockwork orange (replace)
Royals tyranny with interrogation the ultimate puppetmaster of this performance
Jack the bootlegger waves a scepter from a genetically engineered throne of jet black
Georges of differing shapes jerk and pop with a line at wrist and crotch
The victim waits for doom to arrive sitting calm and polite as jeers would have suggested
The gentry are out in linen and hounds to see what clamor has arisen for sole entertainment
A plea for mercy and assistance is momentarily considered
A plea is gratifying in the morbid spectacle
A plea becomes weary
A plea is ignored and doors swing shut on the final act
On the opposite side of the glade a maid is strolling the children of her mistress
A plea for mercy is instantly undertaken
Assistance will be unconditionally executed without any stray thought
The tides interrupt the rescue effort and swirling ebbs corrode the nursery
Undertow consumes heroine and the pawn of observation alike in a gray flood of sandy sea
The icy depths freeze and fall from the sky where a costume change is tightly wrapped
Into the garden loft two subhumans wait for the return of the dresser
A switch triggers voices heard in the street
A massive installation hangs by a thread in the library of an urban anachronism
Down the escalator a book return shoots shoppers and small bored projectiles down
Elk tags in an arena of public supervision a hard assed librarian asks for a card
Lies on the phone lies lurking to spring surprise on hapless fops
Kent information and spent condemnation
A box of bad seeds
An apple of hope

Equatorial

Rigger frame riding to the top of the love boat on a recommendation and a safety poster
This is where ships are built with gangways for slip and slides and schnapps in spaces
From a hot air balloon the hitchhiker waves pastel timidity rodeo scaffolding
A rope swinger arcs across the lens of a spy satellite leaving a vapor trail of war whoop
A tiny yellow-brown river near the horizon evaporates in the relentless australian sun
The swinger plummets into the water and his fellows nod silently a ten score
In the drive of the people’s matriarch the blood relations and surrogates mingle
The eldest son approaches the alphamale with a petition for alms
The surrogate waits greedily for a favorable response knowing this provides shared benefits
Things turn bad squared off in strife learned violence between both combatants
Flamenco dance of death and typewriter sound effects panned into the throat of an alley cat
Movement jam through the kitchen amazing vibrations through the heel overhead block
Bamboo skewers put power in context along the customary meridians of seniority
Pierced knuckles and jowl perforation held paralyzed as if a dart painted curare held sway
Friend across the ocean is in turmoil
Submit to heroes
Tear only dried
Fear subsides

Spun Lead

The notice cuddled undisturbed in a white package in a pocket of a duke at the state opera
Cerebral disorientation contrasting steadfast posture standing ovation for the performance
Down the paseo grooved blocks of granite channel the ether of minstrels juggling hats
Straw market horse story with allegations running as footnotes under acetylene footlights
Cards with genetic experiments confirm americans are fruitier than canadians
Even though houses in canada are painted unusual colors and singers insist on singing high
Coming to that stage with blades and oedipal devices pollinating power trios
Northern hemisphere turning bathwater watching the carousel greek dancers handkerchiefs
Whiplash moustache once around establishing contact without acknowledgement
Making the rounds for an encore this time an immersion in brotherly spirit
Feeling an exchange of electricity and dark smothering in an embrace of security
A sideways trampoline crabbing down fifteen nights of unremarkable vigilance
As an afterthought trucks fail the structure and cause a fulcrum to oscillate the hapless axis
From a conveyance to a commerce caravan impact in a storm against the south wall
Meth freaks shaking in tremendous disphoria reporting the glory of mind mutilation
Motos tracings circuits where bumper stickers absolve pedestrian endangerment
A gold one with folded forks
An oblation for help from the source

More Boats

Childhood caramel in a commercial folds sensuously into a puddle of molten addiction
The strands of supercooled glass stand fast a pattern sprayed from honey water before bed
The white trash wanders around the shore of lake union looking for a skull and crossbones
Where a fumigation has taken place at st. vinnys the pilot radios the bombardier in portland
A perfect globe of supplication answered with a handout of acceptance and blonde surrender
Again in the company of greatness a ziggurat rises spiraling from the four points to Altair
Steps showing the length of leg in a nativity scene figurine the limb overpainted blue
Moon walking one giant slide for woman one leap for riptide
A house is inspected for the renters to use for a dance studio with manic bone jumping drama
Talking in safe sentences and thinking in consuming lusts the posse commitatus of the week
Now entertainment
Now enlightenment
Now a meditation on the body as a piece of leg propped backward bend barbie leg up a wall
A prism through a window in rainfall
A crone in a shawl

Quick Epoch

Amazing disgraceful dance wilted pants videotape
A lengthy dialogue lines mnemonized to a heidelberg dramaturg
A franciscan brother leans against a fourth column of the university library seismic retrofit
Thrones weighing metric tons of bare iron fringe interview interrogations
Wrapped exotic grains keen water and a chipped teapot bubbling sinovial cabbage
Plaid west african isthmus easing into the first communion
Making it with someone in the next room like the time driving back from fairhaven
Hanging in a hybrid room north and cove moldings all together with a snug smut show
Roll the tape of a leg thrown over a speed bump hustling locomotion ships on the sea
Hamstring before jet set dance class on the dark continent with french or rastafarian hostels
Hamstring after
Boots before and after
Manic and depressive
Didn’t even have to ask
Here’s the dugout paddle like hell across victoria with oscars nipping at little piggies
Why dwell where reality’s what’s up
Now solid
Hands folded
While chips fall where they may and the waiter says there is no need to pay
The bad boyfriend calls and her pants come off
The marriage is saved and life in a circular tent with liontamers and chairs goes forward

Chisholm in ’76

The thoughts come over the air like a marshall stack three of them girls hear every word
Goddess of root cellar hue and cry dancer walking more than the tender tented tongued one
Animal skin cosmetology in a sink full of neck bones stretched to the point of bared teeth
Working on the day europe stood still though europe was as european as china was chinese
All foreign to a girl who had driven the dust disrupted by a rainstorm on the texas plains
The cows kowtow to milkmen taking five winks near a sinkhole in austin causing a riot
Pushing the lust down from the shoulders of infatuated boxboys into the belly with one hand
With a gesture of rainbow worship the greek dancers prance handkerchiefs across shell games
A thumb disappears under a scarf imprinted with the lion of judah past the gums fly b-52s
Pranayama tribal piercing and coffee tasting and a smile dredged across dreadlocks
A four-hundred dollar cellphone call to the riverside grocery
Making reservations to stay in the star’s trailer on the set of a flick

Low Key Mug Wire

A basket full of dried grass and seven layers of other recipes for the look of seasonal order
Head up nose up come on dobbin pull that tabloid out of the lard bucket
A line of daughters sons of the oppressed class forget to buy water and air and a hit of smack
The dowagers eat last week’s lottery tickets and dodder out of the way of locomotives
Sycophants blush at cigar chomping industrialist/rapists asking for conformity and a bare titty
And a six pack of st. pauli girl beer
An unlicensed therapist makes notes in an aluminum speedy lube portfolio
While the patient smokes a hand-rolled cigarette of 250 different chemical compounds
Disclosure and defensive neurosis
Undifferentiated grief in a spliff rolled up out of shade leaf
Practicing maintenance and functioning independence as a technical knockout writer
Cute little smirks and eyes to die for overtake discipline like chloroform
Slightly heavy like famine resistant dolls archeologically speaking
More smoking more interviews more reports about hormones
Kneeling next to the bed
Leave something to do
More time busy
Let me know

Pride Greed Fear Ignorance Jealousy

Using the device of hand tinted eyes heightens contrast of returning souls to a dry riverbed
Wild extremes pendulum screams and underwhelming recovery attempts yielding bupkis
Baking salvation in an annealing oven to ease the alignment of thor’s hammer into skulls
Split peace superego contralto crooner evil lip tease baby birthday boink baby baby please
Two times tart and a goddess on the phone hiking up a flirt for changing the conversation pit
An overt concealment of stones rolling around tarry nightmares in syrupy alveoli sacs 5th ave
Off to the second least densely populated state of the union address in a dress she tried me on
What a monumental waste to see her pace the pile of sweaters from her bike locker to fetters
Gone by a rabbit run so fragile the loss was lit like venus at dawn
Curled up in a burrow with an angora shawl
The crone counts bulbs in a coal smoke pall

Vigilance

On the west side farm in 1959 with a blueprint of the refurbishment and a sketch of a pond
A poplar grazes the blazes of a fancy dancer’s regalia and on the charred ruins what a burn
Watching wagons ford a stream of contention unearthing a dog’s skull in the fort excavation
Robin’s egg blue eastern sky all the way to cambridge by train on grandfather’s ticket
The baby doesn’t understand the threat of a rutting buck but understands his brother’s fear
A huge specimen with siddartha’s curls and the persistence of a love struck herbivore
Ready to charge through the screen door and then through a glass panel like all the changes
A ten foot tall menace unable to breach the flimsy barrier while an unpainted wall defends
First a tackle box tool bin hatchet hangs on two nails
Then the infantile crossbow and a dry pen for an arrow
The flank presents a target of a gushing lavage and the hatchet flies harmlessly with torpor
Several more tries where the cat was forced to perform stoned acrobatics and laundry dried
A tennis racquet substituted for the physical exertion of boxing a carpet free of antique dust
Tied limbs of the elk forces the admission of homage to tim tiny or great
A mammoth is late
For exhumation

Sentient Hedonism

Alert on the wall for a mirror intelligence tips forward a rice bowl
A keyhole fumbled for a peaceful rumble roars to life
Unobserved window dressing on a red novel by doris lessing
Absolute subtle neutrality with a comment of “isn’t that nice”
When the time comes the grasping arrives from the inside of the skin-kneed calf
A beautiful bow is strung until the craving subsides not as high by half
The pose turns to ambivalent aristotelian guidance
A tiny sloth bear rates a page eight column inch
The report is editorialized to its lusty demise greedy philanthropy in disguise
Fad research continues until overtaken by macular degeneration
An effort that rattles a sabre
Do me a favor
Acknowledge honest innocent collaboration

A Tailor

Revealed insignificance of a friend more of hero worship more of greed with disrespect
A clear day of youth of rare grandmother candy stuck all together from saving money
A promise to let the purse strings loose has made the way uneven for the offspring
Working on a ccc sidewalk on the north side of the hill a sofa arm handshake
Suggestion congestion without a resolve to maintain fluid balance
Up the thousand stairs to a painted wagon entrance off the side of a mortuary
Introductions to fireplaces occupying one of a trillion glimpses to childhood
Where the seasonal angels are arranged in spun glass to cut the pinkies off of sculptresses
She waits in a beige electric blanket unplugged and irrelevant owing to her royal bearing
Names volley mostly into forgetfulness the result of an audience taking priority
A host of aquarian daydreams offer pleasantries to an attic of cataracts gone missing
The sales pitch momento lies unobserved and frustrating for the conspicuous absence
Reuniting the tea ceremony with an archeological expedition the chariot is endangered
A promenade along the west passage in the commonplace hallucination frame of mind
A brassiere on the hulking torso of the hero making a mockery of the distraught damsel
A truck lifts the specimen display and expletives rain down ineffectual
She is the opposite of him
Prayers for his soul
A hunch with hope it’s wrong
Hope he’s not gone

Gnosis (Anachronism)

Pumpkins colored monks robe sunshine
Piled high a clutch of monster ostrich eggs
Fruiting talisman of the underworld
Combined wilding and sculpture
A candle of the light of divinity
Placed carefully in the decapitated cabesa
The simple act of hollowing out jacks braincase
Removing the seeds
Is an instruction manual
For making oneself empty
Of all thought

Song

She moves over deep water slow
Slow now
She laughs soft because she knows
She knows
Thinking teddy bears on her bed
Thinking
One finger in her sweet mouth
Chant sweet
The band is buckled on her diary
Dear diary
She waits for whispers on the phone
All alone
The night comes cool through the lace
Set replaced
She writes his name to herself
All herself
She holds her hair and makes a braid
Unafraid

Dissonance

The crux of uneven dependency on the swing vote
The emancipated party must reconcile against will if necessary
From one tragic abandonment of infancy
To the aged ghost town remorse
Spare time to alter the course
With a silioquoy the line is methodically internalized
With selfish agility the minds thoughts verbalized
Goodbye twin relations bon apetit
Truncheons parry upon the elite
That a bambino
The brinkmanship of dysfunction reached its zenith
An electric tone drones
Eyeballing the troopers
Impersonating gary cooper
But shorter and less flamboyant

Shiite Line

Answering the call in the basement of the school of dentistry to fight in the trenchmouths
The cafeteria is rife with bacteria drafted in tiny subscript for the amusement of campers
The spiritual advisor unkempt disorganized late for an appointment with utilities cut off
Is working the crowd with uncharacteristic aplomb a spectacular non sequitur
Svengali hypnosis after a reserved rasputin has put the moves on every skirt in his imprimatur
This time a courtesy clerk understands the message over the public address
The clerk must make public the address owed the shiite line of elkin debt
A port of call back in packages of boxes of spoils rancid cookies and loose stools to pay for
Donuts in a yellow car with heave on the floor of the back seat
Treats that harm the partner
Able to go farther

Clatter

Princesses sent down a decree of pages wages for playing cribbage with counterfeit cabbage
The code word in a cold world manages to sell books written in the endangered species act
So far ahead of the disoriented cattle puncher the posse looks like a dust devil on the horizon
Ethnic cleansing of football hooligans with darts lobbed into the crowns of colonials
His eyes were as bright as the eyes of his subject something on ply in a blue black disguise
He smelled like linseed oil and spoke loud
He didn’t smell like port and could paint
It was what he was
He said that bruce lee was probably a 16th degree red belt or equivalent
He had to let the threat know he would tolerate the disrespect
He told of a story of enchantment mixed with eastern mysticism
The hostile hand exploded
Confidence perpetually taunted
A bucket haunted by fish oil

Coal Fired

Ballet she danced pirouette smashing toes with tiny boots a sweater with the sleeves rolled up
Into the wind in a circuit memorized by architecture relentless observant curious engaged
Wary of direct line input pulling the plug on channel cats and a pot of greens on the burner
Listening to the television pry limpets loose from intertidal ghettos of grace
While on a tree lined boulevard in napoli appalachia the waves of farnsworthless data flutter
Over in the powerhouse coal burns sulfur bloodlusting rain to contract a lake assassination
The tube drones on about softer toilet paper and sugar
Cleft in the troubling reports of news allows opportune discussion about the welfare of a child
The welfare of a child
A bed is unmade an african ventriloquist’s dummy lies so the workings in the back show
Oftener than not she met him at the door with black eyeliner and phillipino taxi shoes
Gold pants and curtains parted on the way to her heart
The face police arrested the wrong victim
A blemish blamed for the murder changes disguise
Relaxing in venice on ill-gotten gains
Pimple minds with criminal brains

Tarzan

Breaking beets off of glass vines rootstock graft in the grasp of grappa derision
Busted off at the root wilted wine in a boot
Thugs in bumper sticker trikes
Terrified dutchmen fingering dikes
Down home thunderclaps slow to fast
Hideous dreadlock drum circle brats
Spinning around a vacuumed gravel patch
Creation lizard evolves to simian mystic
Wagon of fire badass landscape
Cyclopean orbit ritual misfit

Trinket Junket

She moves with furious agility undercutting the slow growing weeds
strangling the remorse of pitiful angels

A soaring tongue in the shape of florida
Other gas imbalances filling a space evenly
Dead skin cells and exhaled air on the padding
Unconventional giftwrapping backlighting beaming smile
Thick equatorial jungle relocated to stripmall
Monkeys howling deaf and blind passion
Cow face wandering shaking trees
Gold bell and presenting lucky again
Bluebells sordid

Saucer Airborne

A few weeks have passed and already they’ve forgotten soul
The real deal old timey island guru
The studio is a labyrinth of arcane articles and hand drawn maps torn in half
Above arlington cougars scatter spooked jumpy chainsaw penetration
Cinching up the gear to pilgrimage through summer
A fellowship of welcome wagon neophytes huddle terrified
Along an earnest landscape great warriors sheathe clubs
Battleship gray or gunmetal gray casing a footstool to dowse radomes
Weeping putterer shagging spheres
One found there another here
One overtaken by puffballs
One bathing in a brook
Two bags pointed out to the white-haired imp
Pause that those kicks could fit flying kittens
Impulsive conflict arising from godless greed
Folding penitent blank etiquette consummation in boudoir worm warfare
Rockstar weekend
Shallow deep end

Milled Over

Castille in spring tilde of tile over animal track terraced casas red brown crown seaside puebla
Kids throwing a pig’s bladder spiral ornaments sparkle on flautas tempt hungry children
An intersection of trajectories tight and far weave in and out of cars
Wheezy jefferson of a busker kicks footholds into fransiscan mountaintop relics
Bladder screams overhead and catches radar after coming to rest a bounce from the curb
On the summit camp books are pored over waffle stomping runny noses with the cheerleader
Bare walls unpainted mud and translucent plastic panels a foggy blue windmill
An old country barn houses cows past their milk making prime
As the shuffling of a smorgasbord line
The rest of the store comes selling guilt door-to-door
Snowballs of vanquished will added to the jealous bill
Brother black stone and steel marketing cuddly crayfish in a creel
Something stuffed and the quills made softer than tough

Split

Polite intolerance of self-centered institutionalized introspection
A million disappointments couldn’t trifle stone devotion
A foot on mineshaft coals cool under green legs
Pads relent watercolors to shelf life
Throughout departure eyes glow from pressed hands
Twice across the back
Thrice on lintel promenades
Shouldered up back and fro to and forth
Gothic hysteria in ongoing self dialogue
Crying laughing despair and ecstasy in one glance of her fine features
Heartbeats thunder under niagara falls
The tour boat slices knives in the water
Maid of the mist bumps an antique barrel
A century after it sank like lead
The river gives up her dead
Mizbleu the magnificent
Drown in innocence

Sail Onward

Respectful in the void of reciprocity
Disheveled so sexy and trigger happy holsters scented t-bone leather
The model of matriarchs the focus of absolute devotion
Cautiously creeping tolerance and tension
The temple sits unpainted until smudges coat blissful the questionable superficial heritage
How do they hoodwink fish in a barrel of a gun?
Answers born every minuteman missiles until the holy man epistles
So simple to surrender into pale hips
Making confirmation observations
Bring the guitars and sitars low
Reining in a revolving leg for her touch
She moves the hair off her neck
Feeling the healing fingers
Her touch lingers

Hue Jazz

Feeling cheap for asking to stay falsified pride will cause fabric of self to fray
Unsure of the petition exposes a low self-image
A subtle devotion to even out screaming extremes
Paying homage to buttery columns of equestrian intuition and saddles painted with sloughing
With a fistful of testicles a feminine practitioner asks for left turn coughing
An emasculated master’s mate wanders into a pearlescent predawn
Into overcast bomb blast billows of smoke smarting morning eyes with fulminated fumes
Ballard drives by salmon bay with a bathrobe closed in a car door
More like a struggling hotbed of ideas hurries to the pellet dispenser
The growth market will be exploited soon enough and bet your ass not one of ballard’s own
The ghosts of blockheads yell in the face of the lightning deity
The iridescent sky hears the scandinescent cry
Down comes odin in slow motion
Like a python pouring out of a canopy
Connecting to the fisherman’s memorial at the terminal
Blinding bright
A thousand stars
The global economy means finding new and elegant ways
To exploit workers to make consumables for fat americans

Arm Corner

Once through institutional red carpet and black walnut forests ricked into racks of antlers
Twice through an arm and part of a shoulder with a butcher’s diagram dotted lines
Tenfold increase in interest investments as clergy pad the shoulders of vestments with 20’s
Looking linebacker through black robes
Looking windmill through saffron robes
Depositing security corporal random contents of homeless dungarees faded overdraft fees
Gray islands toadstool tables library turn to the tall trenchcoat
A memory of his presence presents itself
With the swivel a pocketbook slides into a breast pocket and escape commences
Lineman lapels latched onto and alarm songs sung under justice’s tongue
Field’s bank dick gives necessary intimidation and surrender comes with slack jaws
A white kidney shaped basket is held aloft for view piled high with loose small denominations
The billfold and other items a candy cane and earplugs a love letter and a telephone card
With the trenchcoat taken off an arm of iron smithed by a mad scientist reveals its workings
Making plain the concealment aptitude
A fund for victims receives a snicker and volatile reactions scorn security
Do not dismiss the victims
Through a window a detective’s holster and close cropped hair project into the sandstone gap
A length of black plastic tubing makes a make believe telescope
Blah blah blah and everyone goes home

Fuzzy

Jupiter and Saturn
Genus and Species
Craving
She’s gone for the winter
Should I stand by her?
Feel taken advantage of
They all tear her down
Maybe love is blind
Blinded by burning white phosphorus in a trench warfare atrocity
Maybe it’s just a fluid imbalance
Nothing a hot bath wouldn’t cure her of

In Situ

Frozen face from flying off the hill through the dump to school with thorns in knuckles
A familiar frozen face
The face of the earth
8:15 to the island
The story goes the conception took place there
One of twin islands in the spring of ’60
She leaves from first and marion
Jet hair and kind eyes
She makes notice of the steel wheeler and wonders
What kind of creature could that thing be?
Working hands and poetry eyes
She is witty and wise
Trying to uproot a flower
Water of life
To look
Not touch
But perhaps
Now she’s shy suddenly
Should I ring the bell for her?
She would think me presumptuous
Calling a golden voice with a pull
Marvel at her bloom

Mistake / Manna : Crossroads

The dry spell ended in splendid split shake roof mildew
Speed and volume charging blacktop wire out the window
Greedy injection for alley cats hitching a lift on a sunken cowcatcher
Lou slips cindy tips pinching italian buses
All the bread chewed to starch
Stars there behind the clouds
South wind pushing rain to shoreline
Hero trio jangle jam
Got the message siesta blessed
Moments later it changes for the paranoid
A prayer invoked to allow forgiveness
Thank you for delivery from a lonely night
Thank you for letting me try to be your good lover
Thank you for feeding me
Thank you for letting me drum for your music
Thank you for letting me go
Thank you for knowing I’m not your everything

Confronting Shepherd

Two elders accompany one half of the estranged pair of lovers
Looking down at leprechaun legs covered now with leather jodhpurs anticipating combat
This redhead general conscripting a war correspondent ascending a different escalator
A podium to the north where compressed gasses vigorously accelerate mental combustion
Rare eyeglasses and a see-through blouse with a harness of lace profiling crescent beauty
Books covered in tooled leather describe the curator’s vision
Somehow the huge pillar in the southwest corner of the stupa is conspicuously absent
Polarized light moves through space at right angles to ankles bitten by weimeraners
Ridiculous expectations and childhood trauma
Daddy’s gone from hatred for mama
Or maybe it’s the baby
The pillar is nothing but jailhouse prayers to a man who serves two mistresses
Vicious sisters dot the landscape
Sandstone preservation

White Eagle West

Set up in the place of honor wandering through gathers in white muslin crouching on the sill
A lengthy discussion of anatomy of translations of liability of the pitfalls of confidentiality
Midlength and stick straight eyes to the soul journey of matched consciousness clairvoyance
A greeting feeling impending audience standing in precious radiance slow sternum contact
Lingering embrace on hardwood with a studio full of spectators intuitively disengages
Power exchange through anahata
A white sand highway across flowers
Over the radio swells whisper westward white spray
Rushing through the suicide lane to make the spot before the curls come through
Clubs project a meteoritic eggshell in the blueberry canal
Overhead sparks trace driving embers into a barrel vaulted canopy of willow
The barn cats gather for bachelor bourgeois band practice
Cactus tattoos invalidate booze

Hike

Sister at the wheel of a squealing javelina saddled with an awkward shuttle on the roof
Around a cloverleaf at the foot of garfield street bridge missed exits leading down to criticism
Barbed wire cycloned around a field of riprap saturated with diesel fuel and stark warnings
Reversing the trend in labor market overdrive and dollhouse scale finding the way up
Dropped off on one side of a powerful rf transmitter waves penetrating a lead apron
Officers chatting about a sunny day and making observations of long-haired hippie freaks
Meeting the courier in the company of suspicious militants a ten-foot halo hello goodbye
Looking for a southeast exit over a fence a green watering appliance
An average citizen with shorts on in the backyard
Turning a back on the shower a sprinkle on an ankle
Up the steps of the blue box stucco peeled and wide open in the base security
Inside a thought races for a heater under a pillow of the bedroom community
Looking under the locker for loaded questions found a cache of grass rice candy wrappers
The king has returned to the castle
Behind a newel post unhidden but still
The throne is ascended
The war is ended
Cut the cards

Scent of Cats

A magnum of tawny port against a sun bleached wall of plaster her legs yin for 10 piasters
Hopped up hunter cats pulling down quail the size of condor on the beach of paradise
Feeling arnica in the swedish switch of yew a calendar making the body a thing to be coveted
One black one blonde a stream of warm water coming from a wellspring at the coved ceiling
Turning to the blonde watching words form out of thin lips the thought is spoken
The pictures move biological tides and taboos ebb from lying broken
Morning starts with more power to them grinding a pound of curare to revive eye movement
The sophisticated victims gather to eulogize potential and wrestle with buckley and burroughs
Sunburst stains on fuzzy board coffee and mildew in the crawl space of the church
Copper starbursts on white linoleum aluminum trim brim full of powdered creamer stains
A speech rolls on about three phases of temporal states a braid of kinky dirty blonde hangs
The approach is made the exposure weighed
A blunt offering from the waist down
Swelling waves break
Courteous declination and the admission of opposing loyalty
Reputation forged
Individuation

Shinbone Barked

Sliding paper walls in watercolor wilderness stitched with franknstein barbed wire
Prisoner-of-war horses held chest high soft with stylized hand gestures
Moving into cages from bells and loudspeaker commandments restaurant slots fall in a sling
One arm of glass and chewing gum welding mertles to a african tribesman’s lip disc
Back at the bird factory pouring refined subsidy down throats of a nepotistic working class
Heart of a wild boar stuffed into fingers of a kid glove variety made common by familiarity
Wheat waving in the golden years of a dogmatic philanthropist free red and ropy
Stuck in dangerous yards where random acts of premeditated rage run unchecked by towers
Putting the smell of fear in a sachet with pearls and scorpions and the dark alleys of toronto
Buff jacketed peons teeter buffeted by blustery gales sent across the ruhr river valley
Captions run on the wrong shots
Captives slump over executive shot
A bull poses with evolutionary advantage
Unable to perpetuate lineage
Finished

Fishing

A wandering heathen in a red wrap staggers through car horns blaring squealing tires cusses
A coincidental decomposition black with mold and circus cosmetics smeared to the jawline
Keeping distance by a wall of money the bitter venom of a tart victim
She was seeing him
Not that she loved him
She felt he was like a pee-chee
Almost black obliterated orange from hearts and arrows and ckone
Boxes and cones
Coffins and cyclones
The stripper mobster had the lovers rubbed out with a sweep of her jealous claw
She possessed him because he was lovable
She unleashed a demonic chicken to rip his brain stem into a raspberry smoothie
The creative hoard sold to family waiting for the body to be carried out back of the gallows
More intrigue to feed the money-printing machine
Find him now that a decade has passed the cold trail of nudibranchs

Hunted

Moving with a carpet of scorpions in the kalahari desert slipped in the loose clothing of tribes
Sketching the band of consensus where nothing significant happens and the edge is blurred
Standing aboriginal tree a numeral four some ridiculous hat while a helmet of ridicule passes
The dance continues pretty people maintain their smile for as long as a bride hangs in wait
A petite head searches for her stock-in-trade wistfully nostalgic for mysticism in six eight
Playing on the fringe of the sandbox black hooves rattle and disappear into a rotten wound
He has distanced himself from the event removing any connection to the holocaust to ensue
Possession is nine-tenths of the logs floating down the amazon with piranha salad roll-up
Putting this energy in her house every day for years
The realization dawns on her she has been overtaken
She is enslaved to sense desire
Along with 98 percent of the planet
Which profits the wrong side
This break can be done
Can be
Be

Plug of Work

Driver barking firm grasp of the obvious this wheel will keep rolling free
A few looks of unthreatened victims pleading for their lives with masochistic eyes
The sauce lays heavy on the belly
Driving a manila envelope with surrey fringe
Volcanoes of dimes jingle flow pillow submerged
Bait-and-switch newspaper logs record the infrequent flyer is grounded with a copper strap
Socked in a valley of banana trees tricotyledon each one individual
It will be on the way to the third northwest
Genetically morphed cellphone earbone
Posing in private rather than publicly pretentious
Wig of powder dusts off a cosmetic emergency
Easy on easy off eyelids held open orange again
Copies in quadruplicate and the paper put to bed
Ended

Humble Tardiness

A warehouse looms generic shoebox steel frames welded with the resin of a blue bubbler
Incredibly oblivious to what is the pipe dream of all time fallen into the fuzzy lint of a rug
Stacks of shingles in white architecture the uncoordinated bank heist mastermind riffing
A broad plain of heat and sexy condensation on brown bottles huddled icy over a silver cake
A station in the manufacture of war desolate outpost of machinery strangely adolescent clique
The sons of blue-collar vicarious aggression the fleshy point of a ridiculously long spear
The armaments roll mindlessly out the warehouse door
A train waits to truck them to a plane
War is about moving things
A phone call blocked for the economic stimulation of the wealthy
A phone call is made for the financial detriment of the poor
A bulbous stumbling block

Army

Thirsty ungulates on a promontory sure-footed capricious with the heady elixir of elevation
Snorting buffalo in the arroyo settle in for the hunt not knowing fear giving themselves up
Letting the children take them for the glory of the dances and singing
Shaking the dew off cows bulls start a few to replace the spoils of a blissful attrition
Hungry idiots wonder at the feet of the virgin of refusal
Hasn’t refused anyone yet
Innocent syrup witted weaklings double for dolls in a cross between a tea party and hoe-down
White boots and a perimenopausal gut hanging over too tight floodwater jeans
Trying to barb into a steely heart falling again onto a booty getting bigger ebb attention
Trying desperately to stay stopped off the coffin nails and the demon genius a month is ever
The same plan the same failure year in year out
The predictable craving for not so hot yoni
Bad art and filthy phonies
Let not self decide
Kill pride

Pine

Bellevue boy bless him he puts on his chaps one tentacle at a time a regular alien fellow
Aberdeen parking lot with white trash whiling away some kite of peanut bummer sandwich
Industrial Park grace period amazing sparse activity density in the world view
Out to help the future pharaohs of america under a hail of bobbies and stapled eyeballs
One or two find their mark and heat creeps up behind the jaw coming out of rage with stealth
Hearing jeers perceived as inaudible prey becomes acutely aware of where threat originates
One last attack is volleyed and now triangulation takes deadly aim on prone aggression
A drumstick appears and the beating begins on skin and bones rattle on a one-sided battle
One final soft-boiled egg is peppered with paradiddles knocking a neat breach in the shell
Of the four two have taken their strokes with silence and masculine integrity
Two sit in guilty concealment and a flourish of accusation flushes out complicity
All four are punished with fills and rolls cut-time ragtime marching waltzes over reggae jazz
The solo has more hip than the other cat has
She wanders back over chest mouth level and tattoos bending the crease of a sweaty neck
You have to start it because I’m going to handstand on my fingertips as brilliant dancers do
She slumped to the floor while sticks fell out of passionate grip relaxed and womanly
The thighs tighten around long hair and hands push back the forehead up lying on her belly
A warm sleep
Circle castle keep

Sled

Drifting upriver at a leisurely forty knots a forty ouncer bouncing against her hairy thigh
A rabbit skin jacket worn over tattoos in the small of a tiny backside
The streetwalkers of 1979 wore what she wore she swore she wasn’t a whore
A bunny’s limb hacked off among the piles of prosthetics in a sierra leone tourist trap
The sound of seats folding over the rustle of money
Edie eating commonplace dogs artfully contrasted by her slim waist
No to the congressional hearing aid thrown out after hours in the six by eight pedestal
Stuck at an angle of romantic contradiction
The transparent cone of effulgence filling out ballooning with singing prayer
She gets shy once we get on the train
Conductor becomes a more and more familiar foil to our consuming crush on one another
Hand inside the sleeves of coat
Light on her throat
Devoted

Hands Together

Camped in the carport fort several sleeping bags zipped together for ground support comfort
Curling up in a snowbank with the dogs a wet blanket smell dreaming of deer on a fish box
Self conscious and shy with a mutter under her breath about how she never has been forward
Asking audibly if she can get a whiff of that smoldering ear obliging inspiration ostensibly
Leaning in for exchanges of information from the nape of the neck the neighbor of memory
Realizing this path is the heroic one in the sense of inadvertent parallels undone
Auguring into the blacktop a hip in the fold of an elbow and bowed foreheads making a den
Down back slope swiss farms efficiently subdivide the valley of long life with wicker fences
Water comes from little wells within mother’s womb falling as sweet sweat on her brown skin
Walking through apprehensive rustication tiny children carrying woven souls in their arms
The little ones sing on their way to temple of subculture
A puebla in strange light
Pelota in a stone ciphered arena
Bad exchanges too much horse in the horseradish not enough root vegetable on the table
Passing off the dropped advances as excess enthusiasm propped up dummy on the woodpile
A feeling that the worst has happened without fanfare
This era of conveyance is customary each design aspect understood every saddlebag known
A pocket full of plutonium emptied into a glovebox drugstore told some story of ab psych
A friend’s taskmaster holds no sway today
Making observations of deposition patterns and disassembling plains of accretions evaporated
Fear abated
Sated

Duty Free Shop

A land composed of skeletons of countless creatures of the brine layer upon layer over time
The evolution of reptiles lowering down arms at the side not forward where work can be done
Subtropical tidal surge creates a lethal environment in the frothy compound of mother water
Away from the shore a salutation is exchanged in a malarial swamp wordless wizards octave
On a catwalk a panther moves over a web of silk and a hoarse click lies waiting to killing bite
An autistic prophet assumes the posture of messenger gesturing next to the prowling beast
Black swamp water walls off a skier in thick cottonmouth sign marked floating wooden grave
Brackish concealment drapes moss over the horrifying transgressions of jealous lovers
Dross clogging launches tillers of ego manic explorers drunk with glory’s promise betrayed
Invading crusaders bogged down and bound by yellow fever and consuming humid heat
Nauseating fragrances of orchid and rotting world worm diversity on a vast spectral scale
Standing water melting all in the universal solvent
The dogma of the eleventh commandment
A pair of friars reminisce about past escapades
Practicing falconry in the everglades
A nun smiles at one of the monks
The falcon’s corpse is sunk
In the throat of a cougar

Suspended

Come to the edge of nebulous awareness a luminous massless intellect of past life reunion
Caring gentle with a soul knowing this is the prime responsibility of all sentient entities
Precious non-corporeal thing is the child of all enlightened beings even those flailing
Face floating to remind the less evolved of the task which remains to be accomplished
The screamer is outside in a gale light rain striking sixty-fourths against cedar strength
The word starts in sleep transitioning across drowsy confusion finding awake and jim’s poem
Fuck fuck fuck she is screaming high and ten seconds apart at 2:15 AM around the block
A siren spirals in on the screamer drowning out birdcall and turning into a passing curiosity
The eleven parables ring on the digital medium making rhyme out of words with no vowels
Holding her soft spine in a tender bearhug she leans back and closes her mahogany eyes
She makes a plan of tissue paper and toothpicks and places it squarely in the path of a bull
She cries the tears of torn souls of defenseless innocence
She makes a plan of tissue paper and toothpicks and places it squarely in the path of a truck
She laments the murder of gentle nurturing
She cycles through death and creation for the lifetimes of stars
She must prevail
Angels commingle reproductive organs in an act that binds corporeals to this world
Against the highest law
We are broken to fight
We must fly apart

Kismet Junket

A shared birthday and some unhealthy snacks in the breezeway
A hero explains the first person report is the only real diatribe worth overstating
People only get it if you translate the rosetta for them and chew their food before eating
A bill explains the mayan codices and huevos rancheros end up on mcdonald’s drive thru
Then the fetishes are sold in the market openly even though it is one street behind
A bacchanal prelenten scraping misbehavior from the rim of a spiritual portal
Dilemma decision crossing a river of electrons in a university district temple of song
Repugnant disappointment surrenders to retreat locking doors behind beat feet
She walks to her car wind flying in her hair and not knowing what creature is descending
A deep conversation over tea and growling stomachs of hunger and lust
Feeling a kiss coming on but a high hug instead
She leaves a tear on the seat of the car where she hoped the conjoined laughter would peal
Within seconds the druid appears heralding the commencement of the feast
The rusty screw that holds the whole pile of splinters together leaves behind fare for minstrels
Two youngish spinsters conjure the drummer in winter
Steeling a fearful heart
Against a feminine rampart

To Evoke Truth

Enlighten the patriarch of esthetic community with a dwelling in reality
Strengthen the apostles of stream-winning with hope for ease of existence
End the suffering of attachment that plagues immature souls
Keep safe this devotional petition and nurture the higher aspects of its product
Allow the exchange of all meaningful energy between the select as well as the sympathizers
Unite the royal family in perfection arranging the marriage of two noble heraldic houses
Oversee the glowing road open to these worthy travelers
Protect the pilgrims from disloyal distractions
Nourish the hearts of these earnest seekers
Signify their undying affection
Galvanize this alliance with love
Make a testimony of trust witness to all worlds
Humble begging

Wheat Sheaf

Within the space of a few days a complete pantheon of goddesses had made golden visitations
From all points of the universe they descended into the nordic enclave
A ceremonial temple at the center of the enclave’s pulsing heart is an artists name on a plaque
Starting with the goddess of the earth living in this round ship wheeling through the galaxy
Along the way athena nike held her spear chest high a steely assassin’s eyes fixed on her foe
Chastity remained resolute along the route of revelers a curiosity of these lustful hours
Enfolding the universe in her warm viaduct venus graced the gathering with prurient promise
Diana the huntress descended on the delegation with wisdom to navigate naivete’s evolution
Various nymphs and fairies the handmaidens of the goddesses stitched the deities together
In a glowing linen tent with the artist in the center
They had come for the genetic material for angels
The artist kissed each swooning goddess
Giving venus all but what the goddesses sought
Tore a weak seam in the linen
And slipped away

Season

A vast alluvial plain segregated from continent by sacred rivers and the highest natural barrier
Green rice and mist the individuality of trees heightened by scarcity and value as fuel
Visiting a place of transformation on the back of a dragonfly spiraling ceremoniously down
A totem of stacked light a bristlecone outwardly youthful with the exception of gymnosperm
A rapid-fire succession of duty-bound reincarnates pours out of the trunk of the tree
The most prominent being a blood relation and a bas-relief toy person’s face in bright color
Nearly confused but intuitively mechanical through walking meditation and breathing focus
Up to the land of the sun worshippers and a switch of yew
A cadillac from helsinki crashes into a granary with a tinkle torn black t-shirts at the helm
She sits down on the curb and looks at the shiny shoes walk by with blonde hair in her eyes
She held him until the butterflies flew out of his breadbasket
Setting up for tear down the union cats tune flat amateurs in a thrown together let down
The phone smells like a cigar smoke signals semaphore don’t call us we’ll call you for shore
A drumbeat wakes the phantom in a tree a flyboy inverted ejected into the loose jungle soil
A spruce root hat covers the slats of a cedar grate and a earthworked hovel doubles as home
She stirs pot of taro with a monkey bone answering phones one hand caressing a nursing boy
The leaves part and an icy-hearted producer embargoes the drumbeats with a wave of a cigar
Mother and child disappear silently into the bushes
Across the rim a bird defecates between the slats of a cedar grate
A pile of branches dries in the clear cold sun
Wondering when the winter is won
Deed done

Space Pilgrim

In a perpendicular universe terse resignations plummet hastily to the dense core of a dead end
Hurtling white-hot nothings careen into dimensions beyond escape velocity
She watches shooting stars out of the corner of her eye wondering about the cowboy riding it
She charts the stars possible positions and follows random superstitions
She warps time with blue dwarves
She never takes a minute to crunch numbers relying on intuition which is of no use in physics
A body in motion continues
A bundle of sinews
Looking for a corner of a galaxie 500 to plunder
Rain clouds cover heaven in thunder
Girlish wonder

Biennial

Knowing the fear of crowds can bring out the animal a quiet request for courage is forwarded
Some guy named mike banks is the man of the hour a leak from an unrecoverable illusion
A character is out of costume and the corners of his mouth are caked with frosting
Talking to a dancer outside the sandstone veranda she said her mother kept a pet panda
Twenty something champagne in the neck of a bottle
Tipped up bobbing adam’s apple new year’s eve
Curved cut carpet french fries slide off a paper plate and bounce like a palmful of mercury
A hillbilly drowns the rest of the litter and writes notes for later expounding drumbeats time
Shedding the cloth of even temper to grapple with a black curly hair in some baba ganoush
Spotting a peck to the opponent irrelevant in the complete reliance on things human
How can help be afforded the children?
How can little shrines come to be built?
How can paint find its way to the curving trim of a wooden shoe?
How can the river be forded?
How can her face know easy comfort?
How can the suffering be extinguished?
How can a creator love this one?

Wimpy Warrior

Ears stretched to the four winds and an inbred seeing eye dog of war
Demitasse cup full of rugged individualism from a hair crème and rustic cigarillos
Sliding house white pile driver sister vigilant over a wet toe the scars still show
Therapeutic rodeo for radio free european calf gropers
A laissez-faire lasso let go in gravel pit molehill target practice
A menace to anxiety hopeful for the exchange of spliced genes greater than sliced bread
Setting up for the real execution of the plan a license in hand to validate haunting rejection
She was the one who really suffered it came as no surprise when the rock somehow struck
She had been replaced by a newer stylish version of the company’s product
Trying to traumatize late-model mid-size two-tone suicide-door convertibles incontrovertibly
The torture continues half a world away and comes to call every other year
Offspring inference forging an alliance of guilt & oppression to fight guerilla wars redundant
Tongue on a hot tin roof of her mouth and hips bound to the roots of the south
Concubine without context
Craving the next

Itchy

A boxer of sleepy readiness oils stretch marks across a bicep skull and crossbones tattoo
A cigarette rolls on a floor dusted with asbestos a wet lip holds cellulose and nicotine to lungs
From across the river a field of excess holds a feast of friends gumdrop with a morsel on top
An orphan holds the drumsticks in matched grip mother’s toes move in a black clog
Potato liqueur in myriad names from a number of houses and all for the pleasure of souses
He moves with rote gesticulation and idiosyncratic habit autistic tics and thick wrists flicked
Eyes on a cape of midnight moonlight shining through the lunettes of a gene thief
Moving through the space around a skateboard squaredancer in a sweltering warehouse
Hotter than most and sick to death of electrolytes sweating from an oil refinery gravedigger
Kidneys puckered in mildewed peyote buttons the corpse of a cat lies worm eaten on the path
A dancer points her fingers at her temples and projects sign language across the oceans
Gathering clear on a pipe of real steel steam blown out of order in the court of pantomime
He is an artist in his prime
Collaboration time

Fine Gold

Looking over at her long brown hair straight as string across her left breast in a blue dress
She had her eyes on the speedometer on the three fingers of tequila left in the square bottle
A new stop sign had gone up at the telephone company road but everyone ran it still
Heading north to the new parking lot looking east through the kindergarden grounds an owl
Modulating a paragraph at midnight stuck in cobra with a mouthful of sand and slippery lips
The airport in morocco lies empty echoic and black floors for the future of suspended slabs
Walking through wheels of brute force with a crafty companion biting through the hair
Black and long and willing to respond to the nape bite but somehow disconnected and gone
Through the checkpoint becomes a nice little chat about being old and fat and that’s that
Explanations of reserves but letting her know it’s about becoming a resident
Certain of income and writing the great one
Going home to mother water
Loving the daughter

Swale Down

Dark age jousting grounds natural amphitheater stubble of rye a hut woven of young ash
Brought in a plate of animal carcass pink and spongy with a predictable vein of gristle
Gnawing the crusty lipids while a resolution to clear the air of lazy haze goes forward
Some excrement eating grin or is it a frown the clown plays an echoplex of rhetoric
This statement fails the truth table logic and perspective and other categories uniformly
The easiest thing to do in a dream for truly enlightened ones is to trigger lucidity
The easiest thing to do in a dream for truly enlightened ones is to read printed words
The clown realizes his puny light and sucks on a pipe of sorrow
So here he makes his pitiful sounds of poverty while the children eat shoes and stone soup
Here the check comes to forty dollars while a pile of powder disappears up the sinus
How could anyone scale rainier when the wind whistles through leiderhosen?
Brain damage is always the answer to conundrums of sucking thumbs and brown bottle flu
It comes through a beautiful bright day a wirephoto in a moldy newspaper dragon star
A prefabricated table for protecting transportation hints of intimidation to try the mascot
It is the wee blonde one with her legs in a sleeping bag carrying on about trading favors
Distracted but changeless in attraction an eye for clutter and a mind in the gutter
When one idea becomes plausible the bag wriggles and out pops a junkie’s head
He looks dead
Wisdom said
Dread

Doe DOA

Remarkable generalization about legs and totems while peeking through the fingers at horror
An earnest account of a platoon of riverine infiltrators up to collarbones in red georgia clay
The marijuana-manacled maniac parked beside the railroad track in greater free mountains
Where does ma-huang grow & how do we know five billion have been served dragonburgers?
She never found out the tape ran out and stenography just couldn’t cover the pornography
In the back of a van the exchange of the part that hadn’t been cut off with the dope man
What kind of reaching out could be described as stuck on stupid a switch was stuck on eleven
A cardboard tureen serving soup to a marine his hairpiece a legacy of venerated brow beating
Rain hunching over the oxidized rails where it pulled him out of a hardware store of slavery
Black syrup slow droplets climbing counterweight the aging process speeded and retarded
Stimulation and obesity locked in mortal battle the hookah giving a humid death rattle
Plates sliding into the white suds of a crusty sink sending ripples out psideways
Holding the hips low
Descending on her slow
What do you know?

Perihelion

Back-to-back sizing up growth spurt awkward lusting for the dueling pistol before 10 paces
A dam burst the banks as she slept on homeless piles of clothing thanks for the flood relief
When the postures erected vertical the officers detected a miracle so quiet for a change
The hand bled into a handkerchief the man led from beaver chief into a broadway tree song
Curt abruptness from addiction as the physicist put the brittle words into right concentration
Greed in the circles of community in the squares of the village in the triangles of passion
A star in the manner of absolute self-centered disintegration from morbid introversion
A star in her own right
A hand held to the sagittal crest in a validation of the persecution by the best
A salute to resolute escapism
A dung beetle rolling a dead camel’s last meal with a gyroscope in antennae roots to navigate
The caravan stops by a wrecked italian WWII tank submerged in a dune sandalwood perfume
She looks sandblasted sunburned and exhausted while the thought of his bed seemed remote
Ship of the desert afloat
Supper at six
Serving goat

Light Red

Worldly possessions saddled over the frame of a woodcut print and a detail of antique racers
Pittman arm showing in a manual for the disassembly of barns in old fields
Slowly restoring some tainted basket case with a little locomotion in daddy’s shop
Campfire petered out in a canyon of jealousy concealing the end of the line of trafficking
A world of unresolved separation waiting to be ignored and on to the next entertainment
Vagabond blonde justice from texas a picture of the child in the backyard by a saguaro
Numbers have never told lies about the disparity of a gross irrigation ditch traded to net fame
The seduction of mathematics turns to disillusionment when decimals fail to soften envy
Conservatism in a violent conflict expedited by a gun collection in an oxymoronic gun safe
Landed on his head that time he missed the pool from the high dive out cold cuts
A death grip on the gaping wound inflicted in the course of crashing motorcycles
Let brethren reap the benefits
Show compassion for chip

Been Rose Sleeps

Looking fine in shorts a pure recollection of her long waist and warm mouth of infatuation
Really shiny this time and all of the years gone from very inch of her woman reality
Little one kind again asking with impish rhetoric if the call is for a goddess knowing pressure
The seraphim perches with one arm leaning very pink in an exerted blush
A bird of carrion effortlessly circles the ebbing energy of a squat pasty faced impostor
Lean wingtips deflect thermal with an extension of will for the endangered dagger damsel
Elbowing nose gorge rose to roof
A zipper pull sleight of hand to mouth
Irate number somewhere down the line
On flannel piano the ache of days
The stooges play
Lovely revision of truth
Here are the saintly valentines of a sinner

Haggard

Leg measured to the hip in comparison to the original down the street arm in arm a revelation
Moving with stealthy prominence just an oppressor of the black derivation in reality illusory
A facilitator removes the sandal and swipes the sole of it across the pink cheek of a seeker
In the market of a military encampment knee-high boots and hormone therapy for a pet rat
Willing to sacrifice anything for the eventual goal of digging money out of a kind traveler
The report lists the crimes and misdeeds of what would appear to be some kind of goddess
With insight it becomes plain the goddess is little more than a narcissistic demon of little power
With a fair amount of obsessive behavior regarding petty rituals and rote genuflections
A big steaming pile of excrement a poorly colored wig at the summit of the foul mountain
Absolutely incapable of real exchange of feelings from the fog of escape
Up to a 20-a-day habit thinking no one notices and making a ridiculous turnabout
The gulf coast of florida with the white center navigator outside a bank of lights
Adorable envelopes with the wrong information inside done in pencil
Stacks of pocket notebooks littering black walnut desks under green shaded lamps
It comes as no surprise the binge has begun
It makes no sense to whisper to the co-dependent keep going with an envelope of receipts
Now walking back through the strip mall with a barrel shaped mug full of sneaky poison
Meeting with the castaway cardinal near a apparatus for calculating systolic prosecution
A fourth finger dipped into the barrel
Remorse in the marrow
Genuine pharaoh

Eight

Walking in the aftermath of a trip to the temple of sloppiness with empty pockets and angina
Tripping over a shortcut to the mezzanine of methamphetamine an inventory of septic tanks
Career-minded approach to the chop shop strewn across the self-same lot of a fortnight prior
Clear water tip-toeing through rusting hulks paper walls of a geisha parlor feeling following
A black antelope tracking through scorching wasteland with a lightning rod sinewed to horns
A grove of maples cools in dusk hiding lichens on the black bark to the north
A tribe of bare-skinned children charge down an eastern hill descend into a valley of squares
A cart markets insubstantial amusements with the clear letters visible to read away hopheads
Eceouec the sign reads finding words plain and unmistaken though the place distracts from it
Hard junket to love the strange fairy of resolute will
Judgement for truth to certify a wandered eye
Half begging half demanding
Hoping she is understanding

Pointer (Not for Publication)

Resistance to recognize circumstances that may render an unfavorable wishing well wonder
She has delicate feet and earnest eyes and an adorable smile over joyous determination
There is something enchanting immediately told and spontaneously understood
The work is a reflection of the woman is a reflection of sincere optimism
She looks through serenely languid pools at nothing but landing on those fragile footfalls
Modestly demurring from the harrowing horror of commonplace familiarity through device
Brown curls peeking out from under a blue-gray stocking cap arching eyebrows and dimples
The hands of a surgeon of a pianist of an artist
It is time to kiss her and hold her for a moment
The enigma of evolution of perpetuation of light of laughter massaging her heart of strength
She is young but so is the Island of Capri and long poems from the smirk wind billows free
The cosmic light show finds her curious and indifferent to others appreciation of her self
A chance to fondly remember the dilemma season and warmed by the reminiscence of one
A fleeting reverie of poesy in the music of her dance up the market lane
Tormented by the wracking craving to spill all the joy in my heart for her to see
Selfish disclosure to create some appreciation of me
This was a valiant love from the moment your energy caused electrons to scour my fingertips
From the second you wished me good morning & I thought of myriad mornings reincarnate
From the instant I recognized your subtlety
From the flash in which you saw a swan’s mouth
By then we were praying with luminescence
Creating room for ether essence
Beg me to be your soulmate
I will collaborate

Chum Destiny

Starting with a dredging lip the crestfallen crossroads empty save a blind burro and artisans
Wharf windows mute ships from the philanthropy of a puppy love shut-in reading pulp Deposed monarch limps lead footed through a harangue of children worshipping distraction
Bubbles of self-pity percolate through the gears of the monolithic penal machine
Brain farms and body ranches with multivitamins adorning a money trees branches
Wishing for a nest of near-death popping out of a crease in god’s face to survey the decay
Popping back down to slumber in lethargic perpetual orgasm
Dreaming until god binges on speed and begins to pick at the people living in his crow’s feet
The convincing illusion abusing a timetable for the victory over abandonment
Hoarse voiced desperate pleas to unite civilization with the source of other than self
The schedule will be undertaken
Contrary mistaken

Botanical

Asking for peace and indifference surrounding the compartmentalization of time in zen
Built a ken for the future
A resolve to never refuse her
The ultimate in selfless service
Permanent

Noonday

More than a little protected defense fists up to elbows
Comportment puckered do not deny the sister the benefit of a possible solution
This hostile sty is a trial for pointed alight
Curb those coffee-colored cameras roll
A bookmark between famished leaves
Tersely fearing in an ageist prejudice being eaten alive by lusty appetite
Constructing a flimsy context for flim flam prurience
Greedy pestilence sterilized with holy fire
Fabricated mystique
Sweetly speak

Roamin Gabriel

Hulking façade glowering to the west where the fires sanctuary into the mother of all
A satchel of temptation vulnerable in solitude opens a trenchcoat of street extortion
Running the base paths upstairs and down banister sliding shinbone
Making omniscient thoughts wave away bird dogs of bounty hunted belligerents
Spirals of elephant shagged mahogany rise into a womb of morpheus’merchandise
An iron lung of gathered silica giving refuge to bear claws and a vigilant eagle
Stealth to steal the bunting caressed bundle of consternation
A warm colored print pursues her posse
Careful to move out of view when the radio station changes frequency on the rabbit ears
The parts are assembled in an acorn shaped annie
One wire runs out of a cardboard cabinet the size of a breadbox
Around an abandoned room a string tied to one wall for a hanging single bulb switch
Tinkle heaves as the whole apparatus swings from the front porch of the home of a roach
The stupid payday approach
An engineer complains
An english archivist explains

Polite

When is the whim frustrated?
Each compounding contrivance cascades down the spine to seat of will flaring nerve bundles
The beat of days of dog obedience cocker spaniels made into toy soldier mama’s boys
Winning out over the rough conspiracy of manly men and perpetual sharp flavors
Goodness scouring half of the temple leaving a sucking vacuum into which black art rushes
Thinking through the imbalance to where extremes meet to where duality stretches to infinity
Keeping four kings close to the chest drawing the wild sedation of solitude around the eyes
Looking for ease of reunion in the construed words of some simpleton mopping an arcade
Glorious fervor withered by restraint by the best intentions curdled by embargoes of comfort
Prayers of capitulation
Shared manipulation

Salvo

An amusement park ride speeds along with trinitrotoluene primer cord pull baby teeth out
Black and chrome wagons of cracked iron oscillate through defiance of death
Wending the way forward through implacable celebrities and hulking chunks of warriors
Rings taut legs levitated swinging on the gunwale of a tub of train tracked art nouveau
Transformed into a ragtop monster with a coarse hessian wheeling fate past darting deer
Campaigning for the extermination of heads of city-states by eradication of weak religion
Snow sheds give shelter to sherpas displaced by a torrent of vanity and the litter of oh two
A yellow riverbed gone dry while civic pride tests the buttons of blue suits eaten for tea
Out of the other side of a jumping in rite she waits with her hands the back of an angel
With one of each to slake her thirst assembled in a stack of cordwood to stoke the hole
As she retires to a further chamber of a nautilus the rules are laid out
She will call to the concubines leaving a choice to accept or decapitation
The cowering slipcovers and candlesticks arrange their affairs to resemble each other
All of the great ones draw philosophy where farming is the sole means of survival
Creating a craving for television’s arrival
The childish rival

Snag

Aquarium filled with fingerlings fingering the dial of a safe watering mouths for hormones
Glass dividing the work from the collectors of culture and suspicious peers
Making the rounds with patients of extraordinary talent to separate ideas from an executioner
One composition in the top center of the exhibition sings sweeter than the rest
Another of the world’s most popular meat source butterflies through the state of chaos
Offering chicle in the truck for the relief of stress and hunting for a labret to snuff lust
Toying with the idea of entertaining a thought of potentially using a chair and yellow poppy
Out a door into the ocean of grain under the stern chaperone of a caravan of thunderheads
Affiliated with a somewhat stupefied simpleton moving aimlessly across a tan breadbasket
The tribe of folk rescued by refined sugar tobacco deep fried foods and consensual bigamy
Tramping timidly through the train of trailers a door opens and catherine denueve is snatched
Pausing silly in the sudden disappearances
Continuing along the plywood span to the final threshold
A tai chi master puts a stick in the spokes and pele’s bicycle kick is thwarted
A form of seeming indolence and intoxication
Am elbow eases pele to the footstool alongside
A hem is held between thumb and forefinger
Proving mastery beyond
Parting a ferns frond
Whispering intention

Frame

Looking out over the decade of oppression stagnation and revolution in the spring
The familiar barbecue of styrofoam ozone assassination cups of tangy pintos flaming impact
The senator wanders with stringy hair clinging to the echo of franciscan monk baldness
Two others imitate the holocaust of airport body bag duty dirty money and obsessive filth
The first injury comes in phantom exchanges of money and arson in black stocks of ash
The spy lord with a drawl creeping hackles pimple crawl
Pretending alliance of the picnic found in the watchdog house of wet clay and imprimatur
The windmill creaks in the hill country gusts solving the riddle of continental messianic drift
A tree is spoken of in latin in two names denoting the nux vomica in genus and species
The silverback stands between the windmill and the student and a swatch of pink falls
Inscribed observer catches the cloth before it hits the ground soundlessly
One hand holds the heir to the throne bouncing on a knee the other hand holds out the rag
The windmill groans out the announcement to harrow the fields overrun with buck’s town
A handful of relations walk along a cul-de-sac in the distance white haired and wise
In silence of them despised

Euphonic

Three components in comprehensible sequence locomotive mausoleum and caboose
The pinball machines glass makes wintry winks of light through french fry grease smears
The disposable kind rustle up dimes for phone calls to tulsa to eat the absolution of filth acts
Stoking the fires of past life imprisonment and continuing new legacies of incorrigible excess
The boys will wear the damage where it can’t be seen
The girls will wear the damage on their rabbit fur sleeves
A hypostyle hall shaped like a jukebox to the left of the aisle four sextons and a rector babe
Prostrated on sage green pillows hennaed hair and eyelashes gushing with pearls of charm
Looking down into her hip folded away feeling the warm soft muscle before the touch of it
Letting charity bestow the debt of gratitude swirling down kisses top lip bottom lip fingertip
Huddled in jungles of beloved trouble in the concert of talking drums speaking for the dumb
Frail pagoda of shoeless shamans kneeling where an italian davenport dominates features
To bring the angels down it is decided bring them down or lift them up she doesn’t know
Driving a tank with live ammunition and on a mission she knocks down useful schoolhouses
All for the adoration of an audience hungry for spectacle not respectful appreciation of art
The moon is full and the good old boys congregate in secret society
Collecting the instruments of familiarity by which the tongues will be spoken by charismatics
A cliffside staircase over a church pew to the south a logjam of guitars and drums and whores
In the open door of a smokejumpers aircraft the fireman makes a confession of weakness
The witnesses hear the words from the heart
Connected to what was once apart

Mongols

Pebbles used to soften the rage of war tanning the faces of returning combatants
Her oiled cheekbones airborne pit of the stomach attracts the penitent with fantastic deception
One day the feeling seeped in through the seams of identity a real unshakable integrity
Thoroughly sedated from the ardor of enduring chaos of tolerating stray disorder
The invading hordes from the north descended upon the high plains out of noble honor
Ready to mark tablets with stories of incessant rain and trains bringing tin roofs of drumming
Drains clogged with hair the color of wheat gone saffron from floods withering wiles
From all sides the pressure breaks the glass of a barometer hung from a wall years ago
The clouds thicken and threaten torrents of death and moss mold fungus ergot and drowning
While novelties of lovemaking heat up under tin roof temples of impoverished independence
Licking eyes of dewdrops noise
Coitus poised

Hilarious

In a gymnasium brown linoleum filming continues in the groove canal side upper left funk
A mushroom of black hair on a stem of needlepoint drumheads handheld french curves
Immelman turns cinemagraphic hyperbolic parabolas in osaka ground level grovel
Sliding over glimmer shimmering janitorial elbow grease scratching rap soundtrack
It’s a desert topping it’s a floor wax it’s cat food it’s what you need consume more
Out in the renaissance fair field a tofurky leg drips savory gravy and dogs eat venison
Costumed concubines combine frosting and bong resin to make funny fudge
Little girl born with no choice of intrauterine marijuana intoxication fumbles for coherence
Some kind of misanthropic secret society where men are coveted and demonized all at once
The shadow pissers bitter banter comes to a hush with the arrival of the dupe
A length of bottle blonde braid is pried loose from a thatch of hay rotting to toadstools
Carried away to the dashboard of a spacecraft three windows straight up climbed through
Brown linoleum replaced with brown vinyl a time machine of trash
The beaten adversary admits his therapy costs between 80-100 bucks a year
Walking back into the house with his brother showing the art exhibition
A service expedition
A surly magician

Tide

The brotherhood of composition provides kinship among machines of rhythm & parchment
Her chest squeezes the trunk of one gender of a tree with a creeper vines constriction
Lineage of a mercenary race blatant and a circus oddity far-flung attributions of forecasting
At the joint where silver white glow blooms to a crown of a trillion gemstones of matronism
A kink in the hose of particle transmission of sorrow for the offal piled in the mid-section
Hurrying toward a sabbatical in the heart of the prayerless ignorant releasing latent grace
In the icy core of the greedy a blue turns dull orange lighting the path of help to end pain
The apathetic become infected with awareness of the suffering prevalent
The apathetic sing with rusty croakers from bored disuse the hymns of hope
She is truly made of ideas of kindness against her knowing against the dollar signs in her eyes
The hands of a weary surgeon cut the fat from the heart of a bureaucrat
Life in childish wonder returns to the beach murdered by an oilspill
The innocent heal from a moments reprieve from the rape of poverty
Just a little break is all the quatrains hope withstands
A surgeons hands

Wanton

A gash in the landscape where tears of money have made the medium a syrup of machines
A hemisphere of bauxite with cards attached to gain entry into a physical plant dormitory
Rigging up shoring to make the support of reposed batter less hairy with straps of slippery do
Two each one end attached with a hanger for a sprinkler run through on a summer lawn
The other end a swim in the golf of spanish rice in a tv dinner tray
A bright-eyed kid with a bright idea asserts the confidence of the boy scout manual
A time-tested engineer sneers at the wunderkind with the salt of trench warfare
Explaining the design flaws of concessions to books and reliance on mathematics
A massive ceremony of making believe things have gone wrong in knee cap replacement
A tube slides over the hinge and makes the sling easy to use and never to come loose
A clamshell full of shade and trading the vices for virtue
On the corner with elliot and a handful of hill people strolling home
A pile of chain binders left for salvage
Human garbage

Bawdy Law

Rolling through new english languages of private forests eighty per with the queen of elves
The sunroof deploys creating a dreadfully imminent coiffure in the man from snowy river
A thai masseuse flirts with bold brushstrokes the squirrel hair bound in a ferrule of wet lips
The promise is repeated in a twisted chant from the pelvic bowl begging to spill
From across the seine numb eternity smoothes raw anticipation disintegrated into hoarse talk
Terminal cases wait for crops to costume stalks gone to seed to hide foals withers
A molecular structure invented by a flemish chemist provides the raw materials for envelopes
Inside the message of the lover-elect provides the bitter proof of a new regime
The words reveal something to do with the recordings of a silly band of buffoons
One of two appropriate time machines rolls by with derision
The scroll is torn in the haste to conceal espionage
Duct tape reseals the lumber cover
Riding after the hole in space through mud
Group hug

Fission

Interrogation of witnesses unprotected by deception in a long gray hallway of bad carpentry
Robbery of exclusive visitation is shouted from the peaks of incensed injury
Three octaves modulated through in a steady arc from baritone to tenor
Useless tickets for a passage the origin of which is impassable
Distorted attachment from insecurity causing hysterical caterwauls of self pity
The timpani mallet lies in evident criminal disarray just visible under a rumpled sheet
Strident voices cross-examine in curses the abrogation of brotherly camaraderie
Time for some cleaning
Sumptuous meaning

Peccary

Limber holes in tanks running the length of the belly of a ridiculously filthy scow
In blackness where no hands are seen at the point of concentration just beyond the smeller
A steel uterus with sweaty concession of death in seconds or a fatal legacy running decades
Real veterans of the unpopular front for the libation of asian flowers
The whittled shafts of hair abnormally long down the spin of an infant
Backbone sprouting out from haunches ribcage connected while each leg stretches opposite
Length of heartstring injected into blue light for the entertainment of crystal beings
Red vase of beauty moving with shared intelligence and hungry curiosity
Junior jaw fits the olive skin of an aunt and ultimately a middle name
Holding the jewel inspected
Song inflection

Boards

Pouring out pillows lingering codes of candy striped carcinogens programmed by 20 years
Sinking transoms threaten calm bevel in the beehive a secret compartment of corporate greed
Thorns of tomboy bilingualism bloom and wither centered on inclusion
Closer chanting to balloons of gem heaps stringing a suit of intention repeated innumerably
The drums of peaceful vibration massage the blue green terrace of an oblivious benefactor
Keeping close to the tablature of absolute incomprehension
Facades of tourist trap ghost towns ignite the burning bloodletting of euro-trash
Steamboat gash appears in a packet of ketchup and hot water is added to make boulder soup
The bicycle skids toward the driver’s side off the french press fog curls up a frosted jug
Special tea is brewed from the ancestors of oppressed farmers growing wild in fragrant past
A cake is made out of the blackjacks of corrupt peace officers and dyed with sweet potato
The barbaric clan grunts demurely and follows time-tested rituals of primitivism
The unaware sits tall in optimism
An evanescent prism

Car Impounded in Olympia

Slow circles riding with the feline soul of a patient teacher clawing when things turn ignorant
Cat rack riding between islands of junipers in the carp ark of the evergreen state college
Good sport dumped off the front a patch of fur missing here
Floating hackles on the wind lights on the gravel panned out in the gutter by rainwater
Soothing with a petting stroke in spite of abusive trials a disoriented victim staggers away
A pie comes across a ham radio operator’s unit upside down and thawing
In a dark grotto of trees the house behind the library waits for her terrifying arrival
The kitchen door opens and she turns without acknowledgement to the pantry shelves
She finds some black jar of illegitimate distraction to allow time to make up a lie of late
She has the fuck me kick me costume on and it’s stretched out from changing in and out of
The white tank top with no bra giving unsuccessful support to two empty toothpaste tubes
A pitiful creature with the crooked miniskirt of desperate attachment to artificial youth
She brags in self hatred a confession of promiscuity brushing the pink hair off her eyes
She’s been waking up for the week of her binge with semen coming out of her ass
The kitchen has seen depression era admissions of indigence and ruin of every color
With each remodel the room washes away the pain of persons comings and goings
In the other room a show nauseates laugh tracks in antique cheerleaders skirts
Bells ringing
Beginning

Churlish

Farewell salutation chum separation at the foot of the sierra overland route western vocations
Forgotten association by poignant mugshot spectacle aboriginal nostrils flared barrel chest
Bobblehead balloons drawn in patent blueprints dotted lines and rooibos steeped features
To the fleabag with undue haste and incautious complacency in slumbering repose camouflage
The track was hot the door ajar the murderous heathen emboldened to trespass in smug ease
Holding a velocipede over the bedchamber as a superfluous talisman thrown aside
Speech commences in monologue victimizing a bowie knife bicep with hopeful extortion
The point finding a humerus home for the why of it
As a warrior played at end as a vanquished line backed into name-dropping and nostalgia
Atomic density evaporating at a rate of ramp plateau to perpendicular
In a chow line at the stock car races a plate of beans waits for an esoteric embellishment
A foundry glows somewhere nearby
The chef scowls at a pair of short changed buskers and reminds them of rules of war
In the high plains of the desert southwest a documentary rolls off the smallest projector
Aerial photographer skewed to the yellow meadow of an aging spectrum
Shotgun shacks debris stirred into a snowglobe of fluff
Explaining the conservative ideology of oppression
Hubris and barbecue
Logic curlicue

Own Lease Ex Post Facto

Cartridge flange terrifies an elevator of carbon tetra chloride to dispose of corpses clean
The two faces of darkness hidden by a poorly portrayed chihuahua lip curl oily ponytail
Worrying about septic spectacles between control junkies eating innocence and hating blooms
Clicks in the room and vibrations filtering down from a chicken coop plastic cheese sheep
Ptarmigans launch scattering lichen out of season dizzy
Reassuring typeface and metallic tongues gritty with rust
Sceptical trust

Market Forecast

In lines her underlined eyeliner ties an oceanliner waiting to offload cases of contraband
The ship’s purser purses her lips in pursuit of tips folded in a garter holder by a bold cuckold
Clucking truckers suck beer from upper lip caterpillars and sweat toes the brim of tacky caps
A jar of mayonnaise dries dull on the windowsill of her kitchen while her busy bustle twitches
Nosing through the conveyor belt of luggage is a mugger’s maw drawn down a topknot
A roostertail of topsoil kicked out behind the heels of Woody Guthrie
Roll of thunder presages the rain thick and hot over acres of iceberg and shantytowns
Knowing place and position provides more freedom to those who live outside of it
Responsible for support of the boys in the network and ulcerated squalor for lunch again
The status quo tolerates anomalies with homilies of pastoral illusions
Real power persecution
Creative collusion

Fair

Tapping the side of one of three the needle quivers in the direction of a Tibetan prayer wheel
Taking a reading from hissing harbingers mocking plastic or paper with remarkable accuracy
The grounded grackle of Austin renown under oak leaved lawns territorial of the capitol
Letting go in march time she is a phone operator tuba sizing come unraveled
A short haired goddess standing for affect on an inclined plane behind emotion
Her eyes wide like cartoons and seductive as only artifice can be when it crosses reality
Her hands come up together in a signal of southern hemisphere points by the referee
To the hips with an hours time one inch apart from her lips breeze from the colorado river
The lace of coronation carefully folded into a mothball box ascending a thrown curve leg
A wet set list dried in the shape of her narrow heel that her shoe stays on
Sweaty palm
Calm

Scorcher Manger

In the torture chamber the level is approaching saturation of external stimulation
Overload feedback loop pool footage shot over putdowns
Crippled trees warped by heat and bat guano
A governor’s mansion beset with big biological zippers
Two states separated by a common eccentricity bundled programs of technological demigods
Square ladies looking to score tired of the vibrator busting broken promises
So tired of clumsy thrusting
Wanting the reciprocity of appetizing lips
One in one out the house overbooked
Integrity overlooked

Northern Geology

Within the word is just one more word is just one more word
Waiting to be thrilled to death
The soundcheck opens a yawning maw a pair of mandibles
A duel between a pair of mandolins
The nose fell off
When in fact a dozen dozens are not thousands rather merely one hundred forty-four
A gross overstatement made in the heat of tragic comedy
His hands hold a leash of aquaculture
A lanyard reins seawater
A shipyard holds sandblasting monkeyfaces
Walking down the backbone of this puebla his hand was strong and hopeful
While some megaphone buffoon stacked spoons in hell’s kitchen
Invisible beams untie pignosed rebellion
Shaking a legend’s paw it is framed and hung by the chimney with care
Making the masses aware

Misappointed

A declawed panther tramples a soybean farmer with tired pacifism
At a train station vintage blue curtained buses covered the windows of sleeping negro leaguers
Arranged like a gallows or at the very least a stage where longshoremen intimidate
A machine gun nest is blown away by a divine wind pushing a desert sandstorm
Arms lying in a trench proving the insanity of conflict
All of the belligerents crying to be forgiven in an oceanic recollection
Shipyard fellows trudging toward a polluted paycheck crafted out of the skin cells of corpses
A midget pivots his way to the coffee break with his assent of aggression ready
Unwashed coffee cups sterilized by caffeine and nicotine stained teeth silver-capped
One of the think tank thanks a hank of hair that fell across a pair of blue horn rimmed glasses
Bluffing the masses

Screaming

Carillons chiming in reassurance of time slipping away death nearer with each ringing note
Civilized intoxication and curbed instincts making the one strong brute a negotiating chip
Road tripping back to ontario the eugene girl was getting behind and forgotten
Out came an inspection mirror from the chest pocket of brown car hearts
Pulling along the interstate the transmission was slipping up went the revolutions
A couple were hitching at a bend in the road
A flash bulb went off in the darkness of a silver bus and the driver went blind
Motherhood at the wheel of a blue mustang waiting for the signal of two arms forward
The passenger was sitting naked on a pile of clothes with thirst slaked with dew from a rose
She had to remind him
Of the victim
Convicted

Warbler

Speaking mathematically one nation is indivisible in whole numbers
Otherwise nations must evolve or lose greatness
Japan is the model historically warlike and imperialist becoming a perfect creative expression
Artists make pretty things once in every four tries
Consumers eat pretty things and disdain ugly things like dirty carrots
A motorcar contrives context of public absurdity made reasonably acceptable to safe citizens
A motorcar is the ultimate victorian package
A motorcar is a rolling chastity belt with locking doors
A motorcar is an incubator of fear
A motorcar is the pretext of war for oil
Disloyal

Valley Incursion

A delivery is made during sheets of birthday rain at the bottom of ceremony
An oven mitt of gathered glass glows orange witness to absent pelt-bearing hypercriticism
Noticing the deliberate decorations of lakeside cities still making their legacy resilient
Awkward reunion dance ignored cold hemisphere of power structure reinforcement
Anachronistic narcissism adorns sparse sutures revealing the skyward end of a nerve bundle
One half of the formula for rocket fuel spilled an ecological disaster on a personal scale
Crossing the room diagonally making unsettling peripheral visual alarms to square dancing
Sweaty concern a human screen during costume change being used against the framed
A cable ember regresses back to infantile supine introspection while also cooking spring lamb
One hundred nights of indulgence in the land of magnificent hydraulic feats
One hundred nights of enlightenment in a temple of beat pretense
Her right haunch bearing the scar of a tattoo removed at pain of individuality
Her right to collect antiques unmolested
Her amnesty uncontested

Pop and Goof

Replaying data through the same equipment some pieces of iron missing and static present
An altar to her towering achievements built on a muddy plain of volcanic ash mixed with rain
At the summit of the siskyous the monitor blinks on and off with the bumps in the road
A sack of tomatoes waits somewhere below in an inscrutable expanse of farmland
She leans over and rests her pretty head on the shoulder of the road truckers lose their load
She is tired of attracting sheep with a slab of wolf meat
She was broken off by clear channels of billboards inviting her to anorexia and augmentation
She crashes into the sleep knitters hoarding a consciousness guillotine to chase face worms
Waiting behind the curve of slow wide oscillations through fast food angled restoration
The rider continues to rap over the hissing steam of a punctured radiator
Reaching into a ratty rucksack an alert attachment rummages through egomaniacal overkill
She comes to puffy eyed and ready for the salient storytelling of arcane enigmas
This is what a thing plus does

Vent or Eyes In

Undeveloped parcel north repose oriented southeast to northwest high to low
A caravan of primitive intoxicants roughing domestic tranquil excavations of birthright
Predictions come to bear on the great mother’s forcible aggression
A plume of ejecta standing terrifying in awesome beauty from a distance of safe scrutiny
Familiarity with flags of flung volcanic viscera a season at the rooftop opera of portland
Bringing the attention back to peril in proximity to this settlement of royalty of the road
With attention focused on her majestic retrograde appetite her line is spoken to the back row
Umber upheaval with highlighted red tracers and wirephoto matrices of pumice pointillism
Running for cover under double wide insignificant shelter having survival remorse
Thinking of bowling ball size missiles would be thwarted under pick them up
Barreling down the hill toward hazy recollection

Toi

Coordinates cultured from neutral media the shredded stacks of historical portraits bland
Inflating sheets of southeast asian menarche into double barreled props of totalitarianism
Sheets of petite instruction enveloped in paisley silk fashioned in something draped on a lap
A query floats by the surrounding fog of fey huns with stealthy obvert gargantuan ignorance
An answer pierces the recessive indecision of a chicken flock sweating in panting ineptitude
The mind enters the order of thought singularity by means of hand gestures performed adept
This is the statement that must be shouted over blubbering confusion
Stacks of uniforms for the ambivalent army are used to make free associations of supporters
A lieutenant is ordered to occupy the foreign invaders with some combination of language
Dull pleasantries in one tongue
The day is young

Grub

A courtyard of traveling indulgence illuminated with terra cotta and whitewashed palm wood
Four in the center around green letter periodicals of old country comfort and foreign words
A feeding regiment consults plans of distant pundits averring a neutrality derived of stupidity
A garrulous dodder announces to his fellow condemnates his intention of exploiting south
The camp breaks up from solar persistence and refuge overtakes society with sure intensity
An intermission of electrons judges memory with questioning patronization
The trailer with amputated means of transportation disgorges the smell of rotting liverwurst
Static reception across a window blown out from the shock wave of a blind blackbird
Under a lean-to paralleling the trailer a stage captivates a short little span of attention
Two costumes lie flat on the concrete waiting to be salvaged from near a box marked free
Yellow shirts of simple design with collars sewn on in twenty years outdated embellishment
The population at large still hasn’t taken to wearing metallic underwear as was predicted
Ferrous chafing afflicted
Restricted

Poems Of The Mystic

Euphonic

Three components in comprehensible sequence locomotive mausoleum and caboose
The pinball machines glass makes wintry winks of light through french fry grease smears
The disposable kind rustle up dimes for phone calls to tulsa to eat the absolution of filth acts
Stoking the fires of past life imprisonment and continuing new legacies of incorrigible excess
The boys will wear the damage where it can’t be seen
The girls will wear the damage on their rabbit fur sleeves
A hypostyle hall shaped like a jukebox to the left of the aisle four sextons and a rector babe
Prostrated on sage green pillows hennaed hair and eyelashes gushing with pearls of charm
Looking down into her hip folded away feeling the warm soft muscle before the touch of it
Letting charity bestow the debt of gratitude swirling down kisses top lip bottom lip fingertip
Huddled in jungles of beloved trouble in the concert of talking drums speaking for the dumb
Frail pagoda of shoeless shamans kneeling where an italian davenport dominates features
To bring the angels down it is decided bring them down or lift them up she doesn’t know
Driving a tank with live ammunition and on a mission she knocks down useful schoolhouses
All for the adoration of an audience hungry for spectacle not respectful appreciation of art
The moon is full and the good old boys congregate in secret society
Collecting the instruments of familiarity by which the tongues will be spoken by charismatics
A cliffside staircase over a church pew to the south a logjam of guitars and drums and whores
In the open door of a smokejumpers aircraft the fireman makes a confession of weakness
The witnesses hear the words from the heart
Connected to what was once apart

Mongols

Pebbles used to soften the rage of war tanning the faces of returning combatants
Her oiled cheekbones airborne pit of the stomach attracts the penitent with fantastic deception
One day the feeling seeped in through the seams of identity a real unshakable integrity
Thoroughly sedated from the ardor of enduring chaos of tolerating stray disorder
The invading hordes from the north descended upon the high plains out of noble honor
Ready to mark tablets with stories of incessant rain and trains bringing tin roofs of drumming
Drains clogged with hair the color of wheat gone saffron from floods withering wiles
From all sides the pressure breaks the glass of a barometer hung from a wall years ago
The clouds thicken and threaten torrents of death and moss mold fungus ergot and drowning
While novelties of lovemaking heat up under tin roof temples of impoverished independence
Licking eyes of dewdrops noise
Coitus poised

Hilarious

In a gymnasium brown linoleum filming continues in the groove canal side upper left funk
A mushroom of black hair on a stem of needlepoint drumheads handheld french curves
Immelman turns cinemagraphic hyperbolic parabolas in osaka ground level grovel
Sliding over glimmer shimmering janitorial elbow grease scratching rap soundtrack
It’s a desert topping it’s a floor wax it’s cat food it’s what you need consume more
Out in the renaissance fair field a tofurky leg drips savory gravy and dogs eat venison
Costumed concubines combine frosting and bong resin to make funny fudge
Little girl born with no choice of intrauterine marijuana intoxication fumbles for coherence
Some kind of misanthropic secret society where men are coveted and demonized all at once
The shadow pissers bitter banter comes to a hush with the arrival of the dupe
A length of bottle blonde braid is pried loose from a thatch of hay rotting to toadstools
Carried away to the dashboard of a spacecraft three windows straight up climbed through
Brown linoleum replaced with brown vinyl a time machine of trash
The beaten adversary admits his therapy costs between 80-100 bucks a year
Walking back into the house with his brother showing the art exhibition
A service expedition
A surly magician

Tide

The brotherhood of composition provides kinship among machines of rhythm & parchment
Her chest squeezes the trunk of one gender of a tree with a creeper vines constriction
Lineage of a mercenary race blatant and a circus oddity far-flung attributions of forecasting
At the joint where silver white glow blooms to a crown of a trillion gemstones of matronism
A kink in the hose of particle transmission of sorrow for the offal piled in the mid-section
Hurrying toward a sabbatical in the heart of the prayerless ignorant releasing latent grace
In the icy core of the greedy a blue turns dull orange lighting the path of help to end pain
The apathetic become infected with awareness of the suffering prevalent
The apathetic sing with rusty croakers from bored disuse the hymns of hope
She is truly made of ideas of kindness against her knowing against the dollar signs in her eyes
The hands of a weary surgeon cut the fat from the heart of a bureaucrat
Life in childish wonder returns to the beach murdered by an oilspill
The innocent heal from a moments reprieve from the rape of poverty
Just a little break is all the quatrains hope withstands
A surgeons hands

Wanton

A gash in the landscape where tears of money have made the medium a syrup of machines
A hemisphere of bauxite with cards attached to gain entry into a physical plant dormitory
Rigging up shoring to make the support of reposed batter less hairy with straps of slippery do
Two each one end attached with a hanger for a sprinkler run through on a summer lawn
The other end a swim in the golf of spanish rice in a tv dinner tray
A bright-eyed kid with a bright idea asserts the confidence of the boy scout manual
A time-tested engineer sneers at the wunderkind with the salt of trench warfare
Explaining the design flaws of concessions to books and reliance on mathematics
A massive ceremony of making believe things have gone wrong in knee cap replacement
A tube slides over the hinge and makes the sling easy to use and never to come loose
A clamshell full of shade and trading the vices for virtue
On the corner with elliot and a handful of hill people strolling home
A pile of chain binders left for salvage
Human garbage

Bawdy Law

Rolling through new english languages of private forests eighty per with the queen of elves
The sunroof deploys creating a dreadfully imminent coiffure in the man from snowy river
A thai masseuse flirts with bold brushstrokes the squirrel hair bound in a ferrule of wet lips
The promise is repeated in a twisted chant from the pelvic bowl begging to spill
From across the seine numb eternity smoothes raw anticipation disintegrated into hoarse talk
Terminal cases wait for crops to costume stalks gone to seed to hide foals withers
A molecular structure invented by a flemish chemist provides the raw materials for envelopes
Inside the message of the lover-elect provides the bitter proof of a new regime
The words reveal something to do with the recordings of a silly band of buffoons
One of two appropriate time machines rolls by with derision
The scroll is torn in the haste to conceal espionage
Duct tape reseals the lumber cover
Riding after the hole in space through mud
Group hug

Fission

Interrogation of witnesses unprotected by deception in a long gray hallway of bad carpentry
Robbery of exclusive visitation is shouted from the peaks of incensed injury
Three octaves modulated through in a steady arc from baritone to tenor
Useless tickets for a passage the origin of which is impassable
Distorted attachment from insecurity causing hysterical caterwauls of self pity
The timpani mallet lies in evident criminal disarray just visible under a rumpled sheet
Strident voices cross-examine in curses the abrogation of brotherly camaraderie
Time for some cleaning
Sumptuous meaning

Peccary

Limber holes in tanks running the length of the belly of a ridiculously filthy scow
In blackness where no hands are seen at the point of concentration just beyond the smeller
A steel uterus with sweaty concession of death in seconds or a fatal legacy running decades
Real veterans of the unpopular front for the libation of asian flowers
The whittled shafts of hair abnormally long down the spin of an infant
Backbone sprouting out from haunches ribcage connected while each leg stretches opposite
Length of heartstring injected into blue light for the entertainment of crystal beings
Red vase of beauty moving with shared intelligence and hungry curiosity
Junior jaw fits the olive skin of an aunt and ultimately a middle name
Holding the jewel inspected
Song inflection

Boards

Pouring out pillows lingering codes of candy striped carcinogens programmed by 20 years
Sinking transoms threaten calm bevel in the beehive a secret compartment of corporate greed
Thorns of tomboy bilingualism bloom and wither centered on inclusion
Closer chanting to balloons of gem heaps stringing a suit of intention repeated innumerably
The drums of peaceful vibration massage the blue green terrace of an oblivious benefactor
Keeping close to the tablature of absolute incomprehension
Facades of tourist trap ghost towns ignite the burning bloodletting of euro-trash
Steamboat gash appears in a packet of ketchup and hot water is added to make boulder soup
The bicycle skids toward the driver’s side off the french press fog curls up a frosted jug
Special tea is brewed from the ancestors of oppressed farmers growing wild in fragrant past
A cake is made out of the blackjacks of corrupt peace officers and dyed with sweet potato
The barbaric clan grunts demurely and follows time-tested rituals of primitivism
The unaware sits tall in optimism
An evanescent prism

Car Impounded in Olympia

Slow circles riding with the feline soul of a patient teacher clawing when things turn ignorant
Cat rack riding between islands of junipers in the carp ark of the evergreen state college
Good sport dumped off the front a patch of fur missing here
Floating hackles on the wind lights on the gravel panned out in the gutter by rainwater
Soothing with a petting stroke in spite of abusive trials a disoriented victim staggers away
A pie comes across a ham radio operator’s unit upside down and thawing
In a dark grotto of trees the house behind the library waits for her terrifying arrival
The kitchen door opens and she turns without acknowledgement to the pantry shelves
She finds some black jar of illegitimate distraction to allow time to make up a lie of late
She has the fuck me kick me costume on and it’s stretched out from changing in and out of
The white tank top with no bra giving unsuccessful support to two empty toothpaste tubes
A pitiful creature with the crooked miniskirt of desperate attachment to artificial youth
She brags in self hatred a confession of promiscuity brushing the pink hair off her eyes
She’s been waking up for the week of her binge with semen coming out of her ass
The kitchen has seen depression era admissions of indigence and ruin of every color
With each remodel the room washes away the pain of persons comings and goings
In the other room a show nauseates laugh tracks in antique cheerleaders skirts
Bells ringing
Beginning

Churlish

Farewell salutation chum separation at the foot of the sierra overland route western vocations
Forgotten association by poignant mugshot spectacle aboriginal nostrils flared barrel chest
Bobblehead balloons drawn in patent blueprints dotted lines and rooibos steeped features
To the fleabag with undue haste and incautious complacency in slumbering repose camouflage
The track was hot the door ajar the murderous heathen emboldened to trespass in smug ease
Holding a velocipede over the bedchamber as a superfluous talisman thrown aside
Speech commences in monologue victimizing a bowie knife bicep with hopeful extortion
The point finding a humerus home for the why of it
As a warrior played at end as a vanquished line backed into name-dropping and nostalgia
Atomic density evaporating at a rate of ramp plateau to perpendicular
In a chow line at the stock car races a plate of beans waits for an esoteric embellishment
A foundry glows somewhere nearby
The chef scowls at a pair of short changed buskers and reminds them of rules of war
In the high plains of the desert southwest a documentary rolls off the smallest projector
Aerial photographer skewed to the yellow meadow of an aging spectrum
Shotgun shacks debris stirred into a snowglobe of fluff
Explaining the conservative ideology of oppression
Hubris and barbecue
Logic curlicue

Own Lease Ex Post Facto

Cartridge flange terrifies an elevator of carbon tetra chloride to dispose of corpses clean
The two faces of darkness hidden by a poorly portrayed chihuahua lip curl oily ponytail
Worrying about septic spectacles between control junkies eating innocence and hating blooms
Clicks in the room and vibrations filtering down from a chicken coop plastic cheese sheep
Ptarmigans launch scattering lichen out of season dizzy
Reassuring typeface and metallic tongues gritty with rust
Sceptical trust

Market Forecast

In lines her underlined eyeliner ties an oceanliner waiting to offload cases of contraband
The ship’s purser purses her lips in pursuit of tips folded in a garter holder by a bold cuckold
Clucking truckers suck beer from upper lip caterpillars and sweat toes the brim of tacky caps
A jar of mayonnaise dries dull on the windowsill of her kitchen while her busy bustle twitches
Nosing through the conveyor belt of luggage is a mugger’s maw drawn down a topknot
A roostertail of topsoil kicked out behind the heels of Woody Guthrie
Roll of thunder presages the rain thick and hot over acres of iceberg and shantytowns
Knowing place and position provides more freedom to those who live outside of it
Responsible for support of the boys in the network and ulcerated squalor for lunch again
The status quo tolerates anomalies with homilies of pastoral illusions
Real power persecution
Creative collusion

Fair

Tapping the side of one of three the needle quivers in the direction of a Tibetan prayer wheel
Taking a reading from hissing harbingers mocking plastic or paper with remarkable accuracy
The grounded grackle of Austin renown under oak leaved lawns territorial of the capitol
Letting go in march time she is a phone operator tuba sizing come unraveled
A short haired goddess standing for affect on an inclined plane behind emotion
Her eyes wide like cartoons and seductive as only artifice can be when it crosses reality
Her hands come up together in a signal of southern hemisphere points by the referee
To the hips with an hours time one inch apart from her lips breeze from the colorado river
The lace of coronation carefully folded into a mothball box ascending a thrown curve leg
A wet set list dried in the shape of her narrow heel that her shoe stays on
Sweaty palm
Calm

Scorcher Manger

In the torture chamber the level is approaching saturation of external stimulation
Overload feedback loop pool footage shot over putdowns
Crippled trees warped by heat and bat guano
A governor’s mansion beset with big biological zippers
Two states separated by a common eccentricity bundled programs of technological demigods
Square ladies looking to score tired of the vibrator busting broken promises
So tired of clumsy thrusting
Wanting the reciprocity of appetizing lips
One in one out the house overbooked
Integrity overlooked

Northern Geology

Within the word is just one more word is just one more word
Waiting to be thrilled to death
The soundcheck opens a yawning maw a pair of mandibles
A duel between a pair of mandolins
The nose fell off
When in fact a dozen dozens are not thousands rather merely one hundred forty-four
A gross overstatement made in the heat of tragic comedy
His hands hold a leash of aquaculture
A lanyard reins seawater
A shipyard holds sandblasting monkeyfaces
Walking down the backbone of this puebla his hand was strong and hopeful
While some megaphone buffoon stacked spoons in hell’s kitchen
Invisible beams untie pignosed rebellion
Shaking a legend’s paw it is framed and hung by the chimney with care
Making the masses aware

Misappointed

A declawed panther tramples a soybean farmer with tired pacifism
At a train station vintage blue curtained buses covered the windows of sleeping negro leaguers
Arranged like a gallows or at the very least a stage where longshoremen intimidate
A machine gun nest is blown away by a divine wind pushing a desert sandstorm
Arms lying in a trench proving the insanity of conflict
All of the belligerents crying to be forgiven in an oceanic recollection
Shipyard fellows trudging toward a polluted paycheck crafted out of the skin cells of corpses
A midget pivots his way to the coffee break with his assent of aggression ready
Unwashed coffee cups sterilized by caffeine and nicotine stained teeth silver-capped
One of the think tank thanks a hank of hair that fell across a pair of blue horn rimmed glasses
Bluffing the masses

Screaming

Carillons chiming in reassurance of time slipping away death nearer with each ringing note
Civilized intoxication and curbed instincts making the one strong brute a negotiating chip
Road tripping back to ontario the eugene girl was getting behind and forgotten
Out came an inspection mirror from the chest pocket of brown car hearts
Pulling along the interstate the transmission was slipping up went the revolutions
A couple were hitching at a bend in the road
A flash bulb went off in the darkness of a silver bus and the driver went blind
Motherhood at the wheel of a blue mustang waiting for the signal of two arms forward
The passenger was sitting naked on a pile of clothes with thirst slaked with dew from a rose
She had to remind him
Of the victim
Convicted

Warbler

Speaking mathematically one nation is indivisible in whole numbers
Otherwise nations must evolve or lose greatness
Japan is the model historically warlike and imperialist becoming a perfect creative expression
Artists make pretty things once in every four tries
Consumers eat pretty things and disdain ugly things like dirty carrots
A motorcar contrives context of public absurdity made reasonably acceptable to safe citizens
A motorcar is the ultimate victorian package
A motorcar is a rolling chastity belt with locking doors
A motorcar is an incubator of fear
A motorcar is the pretext of war for oil
Disloyal

Valley Incursion

A delivery is made during sheets of birthday rain at the bottom of ceremony
An oven mitt of gathered glass glows orange witness to absent pelt-bearing hypercriticism
Noticing the deliberate decorations of lakeside cities still making their legacy resilient
Awkward reunion dance ignored cold hemisphere of power structure reinforcement
Anachronistic narcissism adorns sparse sutures revealing the skyward end of a nerve bundle
One half of the formula for rocket fuel spilled an ecological disaster on a personal scale
Crossing the room diagonally making unsettling peripheral visual alarms to square dancing
Sweaty concern a human screen during costume change being used against the framed
A cable ember regresses back to infantile supine introspection while also cooking spring lamb
One hundred nights of indulgence in the land of magnificent hydraulic feats
One hundred nights of enlightenment in a temple of beat pretense
Her right haunch bearing the scar of a tattoo removed at pain of individuality
Her right to collect antiques unmolested
Her amnesty uncontested

Pop and Goof

Replaying data through the same equipment some pieces of iron missing and static present
An altar to her towering achievements built on a muddy plain of volcanic ash mixed with rain
At the summit of the siskyous the monitor blinks on and off with the bumps in the road
A sack of tomatoes waits somewhere below in an inscrutable expanse of farmland
She leans over and rests her pretty head on the shoulder of the road truckers lose their load
She is tired of attracting sheep with a slab of wolf meat
She was broken off by clear channels of billboards inviting her to anorexia and augmentation
She crashes into the sleep knitters hoarding a consciousness guillotine to chase face worms
Waiting behind the curve of slow wide oscillations through fast food angled restoration
The rider continues to rap over the hissing steam of a punctured radiator
Reaching into a ratty rucksack an alert attachment rummages through egomaniacal overkill
She comes to puffy eyed and ready for the salient storytelling of arcane enigmas
This is what a thing plus does

Vent or Eyes In

Undeveloped parcel north repose oriented southeast to northwest high to low
A caravan of primitive intoxicants roughing domestic tranquil excavations of birthright
Predictions come to bear on the great mother’s forcible aggression
A plume of ejecta standing terrifying in awesome beauty from a distance of safe scrutiny
Familiarity with flags of flung volcanic viscera a season at the rooftop opera of portland
Bringing the attention back to peril in proximity to this settlement of royalty of the road
With attention focused on her majestic retrograde appetite her line is spoken to the back row
Umber upheaval with highlighted red tracers and wirephoto matrices of pumice pointillism
Running for cover under double wide insignificant shelter having survival remorse
Thinking of bowling ball size missiles would be thwarted under pick them up
Barreling down the hill toward hazy recollection

Toi

Coordinates cultured from neutral media the shredded stacks of historical portraits bland
Inflating sheets of southeast asian menarche into double barreled props of totalitarianism
Sheets of petite instruction enveloped in paisley silk fashioned in something draped on a lap
A query floats by the surrounding fog of fey huns with stealthy obvert gargantuan ignorance
An answer pierces the recessive indecision of a chicken flock sweating in panting ineptitude
The mind enters the order of thought singularity by means of hand gestures performed adept
This is the statement that must be shouted over blubbering confusion
Stacks of uniforms for the ambivalent army are used to make free associations of supporters
A lieutenant is ordered to occupy the foreign invaders with some combination of language
Dull pleasantries in one tongue
The day is young

Grub

A courtyard of traveling indulgence illuminated with terra cotta and whitewashed palm wood
Four in the center around green letter periodicals of old country comfort and foreign words
A feeding regiment consults plans of distant pundits averring a neutrality derived of stupidity
A garrulous dodder announces to his fellow condemnates his intention of exploiting south
The camp breaks up from solar persistence and refuge overtakes society with sure intensity
An intermission of electrons judges memory with questioning patronization
The trailer with amputated means of transportation disgorges the smell of rotting liverwurst
Static reception across a window blown out from the shock wave of a blind blackbird
Under a lean-to paralleling the trailer a stage captivates a short little span of attention
Two costumes lie flat on the concrete waiting to be salvaged from near a box marked free
Yellow shirts of simple design with collars sewn on in twenty years outdated embellishment
The population at large still hasn’t taken to wearing metallic underwear as was predicted
Ferrous chafing afflicted
Restricted

Flapper

Dancing she vaunts through to what she wants
An open space drawn racing light bubbles
So amazing charleston legs from white toes
Step up step back playful pokes from smiling fists in the chest
Eye to eye could love her
Nicole of the novel innkeeper lover
Real out of faulkner bobbed night aura
Feeling warm for her a wave hello away
Hanging on to her lovely hip near here
Dancing joy by breathing bliss twinkle
Balloons bounce on her delicate fingers
Swimming in her sweetness
Eyes rising over kissed childish cheeks
Lovely always in pacified thoughts
She comes home to sleep
She hangs arms around
Thinking always of being cared for
Always 4-ever

Guffaw

Under lash of byzantine tutelage from overhead become commonplace with incessant grudge
Bungled courtesy in extremes of diurnal centering gross pollution of earshot with back ups
Metronomes giving their position away from the undercarriage of sabotage prone cabovers
Even and steady reports from transistors and piezoelectric tweeters surely the last part to fail
A congress of unskilled labor in jocular overdrama kicking the ground and hounding frail
Punishing the image of a bankrupt oligarchy renown for saturating near earth atmosphere
Radio heaves the rooftop model of nested bivalves of gritty abrasives silting downspouts
Volunteers of experiments gone bad count their payroll with an eye grown out their back
Jumped up from something he said she slid back into the warmth of quilted arms
Jumbled nuptials he bled a pint for the warriors fighting days over
Pacifist soldier

Ombudsman

Broken slabs of limestone stacked irregularly for use in the coming siege of object craving
Unbuttoned attention unpaid with heavy heart and lost confidence honestly disconsolate
The two stories open toward the south and circuitous lines intersect at random making shapes
Deliberately and creatively varied patterns obvious institution of the exchange of information
Esquire employment in a loose affiliation the theory of warehousing ideas for surprise attack
Knowledgeable in the ways of deception but with no effort is subject to detection
Fumbling for a way to reverse history or precipitate an early arrival of the future
Zealous at the demotion of a brother craftsman jealous of her acute scoliosis in effort
Making spurious demands on the documentation of the transpired event
Wandering among the fables
Turning the tables

Levee

Walking about a course of walls to separate roaming conquerors from thick brogues oatmeal
Only vultural revolution structure allowed within a ghetto of opulence of consumption excess
Resisting change and resentful of positive influences from that perceived as less than equal
Making the observation of a state of dilapidation in a bunker like hut composed mid-decade
Seeing the trappings of spiritual remedy just beyond a shattered pane of fellowship
Black drums numb in a shakedown shop stack making the wishes of garage gangs dangle
Hanging off of a sizable slab of concrete by mountain climbing methods hurrying to hold
Spinning around at the end of a silken strand of surrender a plaited request thirty-two
Once inside a reality settles the competition to gently assault a moving container of air
Just another spectator of a hunched-over operator and perplexed by one down a well
A team of pounders truly hammer brass at the symbols for energy loci
When it is over a report is requested and the phrase buddha core is created
In the conversation pit to reclining brothers are joined by a gaping crater with a sniff
Not stiff

Stone

Courting a parking convertible of brown legality feeling the ridiculous weight of argument
Withstanding the withering banalities of the bench with an expensive acquaintance
Justice arrives in a jaded jumpsuit come from the jogging path around an emerald puddle
Looking off put by a wooden shoe thrown into the cogs of golf and a concubine’s fellatio
Jaundiced nostrils report an addiction of tortuga representative of oppression and power lust
Janus relegates the passkey to a sideboard inbox with distracted ambivalence
The african queen ponderously plies the riverine maze of injustice with resistance
Her sleek figurehead gently bumping jettisoned flasks of firewater with a rebuttal of charm
The auditorium shored up the utmost in charwomen with oscillations of a sucking wand
Trillions of dust mites in every particle flung from a length of a young girl’s taped ankle
Swordfight of custodians jousting with vacuum attachments under a discordant frown of rule
A scattershot method of reconstruction despoiling shining gardens of maple and oak parquet
Sweeping up projectiles in clockwise procession transforming the fieldhouse into open space
Marking a perimeter of dust bin concentric over the blacktop epithelium of an elkin property
Pancake powerplants in the restorative possession of retirees boast jocular camaraderie
Stepping on a hansom with beguiling charisma a pretender explains engineered shortcomings
How an articulate arm of a foreign throne folds thrice and takes up the same room unfolded
Making the presentation to a heavy set royal matron a tall lady in waiting and a child princess
The finger measures the joint of mutton
A scepter cuts off a button
Nothing

Ana

Three sidehack across landfill satellite photography one hologram after another chasing thrill
Ulterior vehicle locomotive pushing mercury oxide red summer swelter gauging spikes
Vague recollection belonging to her drum tight mill people behind trussed by second light
Confiding in dunderhead bedclothes the description of an alliance secretly agreed to
What an agenda to anticipate from dropping dead weight to feasting to socializing to couple
Finding the bubble carved into a patch of thorns undetected hidden by home improvement
Once underway a feeling of euphoria laps the shore of desperation with timid hubris ebbing
Gurgling nurtures percolate from jaws frozen in pertussis a nursing mandible nibbles a leg
Back in apartments of rosy effulgence to solidify political structure braved in warrior calm
Optical illusion house throwing all accepted visual navigational assistance out obtuse windows
On the floor a pair of crown amplified turntables slant to denny with a sample for review
Subtle bass over her face while roaches sizzle across greasy vinyl blackness
The toothy grin practice
Axis

Toothpick

How many memories crushed into splinters for unnatural gentrification of persecuted spiders
Artifice stamina and endurance allow going the extra mile to push out the begging bowl
The absentee stepparent voices criticism in the sound bites frightening her head
Tender tundra thawed into sinkholes from which blue white diamond eyes plead for mercy
The screenplay pulls in real life on the end of an anchor dancing a reel in highland time
Archeology and antics of panic unearth dolls in burning houses
Changing the burn victim’s dressings three times a week
Reference to an automobile driven by vincent price
Arranging crystal cruets of sad obsessing
Head bowed blessing

Bag

Aerial broadcast second hand infatuation her curly hair longish fingers and scrutinizing eyes
Blue and somewhat self conscious of her lips she makes an effort to hide them in her mouth
Pulling the lower one in by a corner and looking for approval with a mop held on top bobber
Legs tucked under her slight self green chuck taylors nudge her hedgerow trimmed topiary
Her arm fell asleep on the pile of splinters that was once her childhood home drawings spilled
A grease pencil broke in half tearing at the paper with fingernails chewed to the quick red fox
She mumbled with junk food the disbelief of spontaneity
The illusion of fetters terrorizing her every move
The slow hatred of domestic thud
Sent something to make her scream and ruin the child
Ruin the child
Be mild

Smooth Bore

Xeriscapes in fertility flowering a mountain meadow of a show cancelled from inclemency
Dragoons of bowery buffoons file into expanses of alpine desiccation with trundled fidelity
The artillery is made ready for travel under tar colored tarpaulins on trial toaster style
An inclined plane is installed upon the cozy bedecked appliance in hasty necessity
One end is pulled in the manner of the aboriginal travois leaving a furrow on the glen
The insult on her fragile face rolled off the small embankment of common design
Brother brigades watched the thrust in helpless horror as the wedge crushed an understory
The task is begun in a hundred minutiae while also a bumbershoot of gross acts proceed
A hole is needed in the roof to supply current to instruments of an eccentric philosopher
Life imitating an imitation of a beastly manner the hands straight out at shoulder height
The power lines loom with fragile lethality while a warning goes up to be cautious
Inside a turvy warehouse an agenda is dictated for the morrow to envelop
Hurried vacation on the tracks of an excavator
A small propeller churns the guts of a crustal cavern
From the hook is knocked a lantern
Workmen banter

Minim

Unaware of what will come to pass within just a few short moments into the enigmatic future
In the hearth of a lowland bakery she turns her slim neck up to meet smooth barbary inferred
Her craven repugnance melts in piles of gold tailings left ore from a hail of cyanide rinsate
Out on the thoroughfare pleading for passage to some legal entrapment requiring attention
Her lecture sustains on the open strings of a harp being pulled through a desert by elephants
A column of dust has been seen to the east for a week now becoming part of the landscape
The sudden prominence of the column is promulgated by immediate appearances of pursuers
Driving lippizaners ahead of a wheeled shrine to the infinite reign of nile and freya’s sunlight
The awkward stewards of hydrogen fusion hurry into an interchange of serial attrition
One in one out working cumbersome controls of puzzling perplexity with ill-advised hubris
A retrograde mercury backs over a chromium drum of pandemonium inverted fido invalid
Looking out the window to reference motion
A barley ocean
Barely cogent

Forcible

Strung whitewash concise in elements of hardwood floors marble and porcelain from old flats
Some kind of idea to group the special needs pupils into lessons on the extinct siberian tiger
Pipes of valuable compressed carbon mined in opulent degradation by human tradesmen
The door used as a shield frosted glass garrison glance and held for a ten second emphasis
Mysterious festers in places like the inside of the calf behind the ear between the shoulders
In the back row audience right she asks for a response to a question so ridiculous it shudders
Four words the last of which is bitch is enough to harangue the scruff of her idea of control
She bends at the waist and picks up the parchment from under the gypsy junket wagon
The infidel queries geographical her grammatical referendum eliciting her accompaniment
Descending echoic marble staircases of stern incarceration heel slide speeds down each flight
Stomping stuffing over the backs of impossible pews erected on the steps of traverse
A circular chessboard is upset
Absolute regret
Forget

A Food

Yellow bright distorts interpretation
Black robes rapier a capital state
Arguments ejaculate prone control
Opinions doom millions of minions to mud

Paul-
Please use bowls to soak
beans ,rice ,etc.- We do not
have unlimited pots and pans –
Other guests need access as
well-

Thanks

Terry
(mgr.)

Cheese Mantis

A relative of the praying mantis the cheese mantis lives off of the solids produced by yeasts
Risk distribution are words secreted in indications of the precognition of conspiracies afoot
Target propagation of wood soldiers and a slew of ghetto gangsters stirring insurrection
Flooding the killing field
Abbreviating words beginning with the letter f
The letter r is behind the dilated larynx of a whore kneeling at the wallet of a prison warden
A head of substance
Telling desperation
Seeing the sellout
Neighboring on devolvement

Pay Perfect

Hovering around a boat trailered in somebody’s driveway the twisting canyon roads kush
Hunched over the steam bent seats of a students desk with the desk removed in open boat
The giddy strip mall parking lot meanderings of a malt liquor messiah waiting for martyrdom
The paymaster totes coins and currency for the collier’s weekly sop avoiding the rolling pin
A pie made out of pickled tripe and eel waters the jowls of his cockney appetites gone drunk
The paper comes into the creosoted thumb and finger automatically but the eye objects
Nothing more than an iou instead of bills is instantaneously and furiously rejected
Droll snide from one side is uttered and the charlatan cries litigation of pounding tea
The mutterings stop suddenly with the inundation of scalding thin white glaze on the face
Some ranking bone twister decides the image of victory will be sculpture destruction
Material art is to be reviled in favor of the moving picture one dimension the poorer
The message is clear to bandits far and near
Take your tribute using fear

Power Surgeon

Where the wires branch off to the land of arms fabricators turkey timing varies widely
The grumbling bellies of ultra suburban tremolo bramble scimitar crafters vocalize
Now that the spigot has been wrestled to the ground under a hand of yellow vellum
Jar heads cooking jars of mush miscalculate after several jars bought at the local jar store
Sticks of pungent incense assault the shared data processing of a memory device
The censer swings past bare feet and a bundle of myrrh liquefies into opaque cakes of gel
Admiring the reflection in a looking glass of some cult figure with a kerchief tied four ways
Rebellious hair in a christo installation across the bald mountaintops of the east end
Walking out of the post into a lichen veined pit of jewelry miners mourners in glorious scorn
Saboteurs saunter wondering whether mischief will maim or mummify cycles of innocents
Clasps rasp the backs of handlebars riding the lips of literate lungfish
A vow to avenge the anarchist’s wist
Gelato insists

Knocker

On a playground with masterful purity the fractional soul listens with intent patience
An old style paseo with covered sidewalks on the perimeter
From where the rains fall structure overhead is foresight though missing hometown
The overhang shades indolent souses waiting for the fires of four o’clock to snuff
Punishing lumens crack stones exhumed from an ancient sea floor
This hamlet needs preservation before a repentant sinner demolishes another pergola
This village can ill afford casualties due to sunstroke caused by wetbrains
Nervous injury hindering the necessary posse marshalled by brute force to harness horses Teams of mules mull indolent crisis as numbered ray chocolate asteroids control bbq volume
A godfather politely asks a favor of the dream machine
Interceding between finding the proper level of reticent caregivers
Dwelling upriver

Ellipsoid

Motorcycles with thousands of gears vibrate with speed into pockets of jungle air
She watches the winds of a passing hog sweep her hair across her face in ambivalent sex
Absolutely adorable with furrowed brow
Imagined tilt to long black hair in lovely hanks
Missing contact resting nascent on double cliffs
Under the shirred dishevelment of sleep
The rise of tension to fevered crescendo and trembles borrowed from lover’s labors
A gap in the pitch of the babbling bus driver
A pagan surrender to a soot statues with ruby eyes
She entertains the thought
Trying to intimate but not get caught

Members Exclusively

Fuzzy warm exhaustion chapped eyes grating in yellow pockets of pus and red blood spots
Can feel the moon in inclination each utterance cold and harmful
Grooving expenditure chuck wagon train animation in tripping terriers
Pushing for the coast stir breaks and pedal pushers two round balls on the end of a seatpost
Becoming cynical of starlings displacing a corvid intrusion down the mountain surfers
Tricking lives into comfort with a hidden hammer
A telephone crackhead rings up another tender trap in the calrlsbad caverns
A dehydrated cowpoke answers with a voice on the edge of desperation
Another mobile jangles in a hillside hideout near a tore arboreal serving afghani mead
A smarter martyr killed by a bored mortar forker carrying hod in service to god
The candles are a nice touch
Shy blush

Be Hilly

An angel waits with determined purpose for her one and only to float down from above
Standing close in front of her with a preposterous reserve she reaches out to cling to him
Breathing in unison wrapped in each other’s arms their wings lazily fan their backs in peace She calls to his soul from somewhere on her journey to drop her sorrow
Tragic segregation of souls ordained by some cosmology meant to postpone reincarnation
A crack develops in a quartz bead on the abacus computing the universe’s life energies
Two halves of the bead draw down from the event horizon gate
Love lies in wait

Flyover

Giant eyebrow of alarm pulls away from the watchdog’s eye in response to a thousand hawks
Sharp-eyed raptors carrying scrolls tightly in their razor beaks flock to a crowd of peasants
Torches are lit by the throng and a commitatus processes onto a bridge over rails of gold
Unharmed in a fall of two stories accomplished with the grace of a gymnast
Making for the manacled masses scratching marks in a gesso of toothpaste
Delivery of a vial of ink and a control surface of the red tail permit liberation
A riot burns in the bowels of disgraceful inhumanity increasing arbitrary colors of alarm
The discussions of statesmen are postponed by thugs slinking about behind a death machine
Deadly elements posited in the cradle of civilization by dagger wielding cowards in suits
Trap door departures of doomsday dust when objective scrutiny descends delayed
A superpower busy with treachery on a stupefying scale seizes an airport to import toxins
A band of all-girl prison guards in olive gs & tiny camouflage tank tops wiggle and giggle
A satisfied trinity of bearded clerics signal
The hopeless vigil

Right Foot

Her willow woman glide whispers tomorrow’s case of a recalibrated gyroscope
Navigating everyday sabotage straining the will to cope
The freaky rag comes out of the bag tonight
Same thing again
Bad interdental vigilance
The bulimia of charity
The reamed hole of clarity
Her story comes across in nudges from distant tropics and degrees of common lineage
A choir of children serenades in futility her remarkable grace
She wrinkles her nose and gushes about an innocent coincidence
A higher ideal suspends her sentence

Dust

With hands in clasped submission her short coat came off and the crook of her arm brushed
In a period of quiet in the crowd she apologized for the fragile injury in conspicuence
Sand colored hair crossed across her mouth as she spun on her heel
Tracking spectrum of light in the domed sepulchur caught her tiny speck of cheekbone gold
Feeling the drawn streaks of attractive power pulling on peripheral detection
Watching her wander about the revival with a hand woven basket in her small strong hands
After the gathering disperses she apologizes for the gentle trauma in jest
Confessing her uncoordination in the simultaneous employment of bold humility
She brushes the arm of a passerby to punctuate the poignancy of her awkward sentience
The rage of her unsettling frustration held in check by her supple posture
Attempting to foster
A twin roster

Yet

Mauled by the galled style of conspicuous consumption bled dry of charitable gumption
Corn growing in plains as far as humanly visible the numbers abbreviated for advertising
A small hound checking the traces of sled dogs with desperate anticipation
Feeling sorry for the life of royalty in a loathsome responsibility of appearance and protocol
Leaving her standing there with a one-sided goodbye
Gated hangar with a weather pattern specific to the expansive structure
At the end of a scotch guarded pilgrimage the merchant misses an imagined switch
The boots are kicked to the curb
Leaving to amass an article of closing therapeutic wounds with a pair of goons
The desired objects are relocated to the outer membrane and expelled easily
Across the staging area kids dress in rags hold bull pups from attack
Transiting a culvert the pipes offer a short tight roll at eighty per
Trying not to pity her

Bergen Deal

Beating on a collection of substandard cleric inheritances and homespun hardware shoelaces
The platoon of senators holds a tribunal circled around a bath of ambitious effervescence
Taking the right-of-way away from the elevated transit company ink with a hidden flask
The task of making a record of the amazing events concurrent with another movement
Playing to the tight skin of a sunny haired honey in the company of her semantic pal
The engineering is obvious to even the most narcissistic prima donna eating piranha
Romeo willie gee makes a cameo appearance at a camel rodeo slamming a line
The scream makes a curtain call center stage with a wobbly crowd bow
Blowing kisses in the murphy bed instead of toasting the after party
Getting let down hale and hearty
The damned departed

Feel Wax

Kiss well dropped through a cage across her left brain window
So beautiful in the shell of hazelnut briquettes the smell of chianti seems tolerable for now
Beautiful trinkets bound to booted earlobes takes a double take away from lust
Dry mouth high voice wet underarms standing one foot standing on one another’s foot
Incredibly twice her passionate hands come home to a receptive shoulder
Unbelievably nice the thought of running a tongue over her teeth kindles coals
Fighting fowl crow vocal under an armload of electronic media darlings
The least inelegant dancer in a portrait painted without the aid of nocturnal exploration
Under a span in the knob-kneed mountains of childhood a case of obsession recesses
Under ukulele-used dishpan hands hans christian anderson’s dog has fleas
She said she was swimming doggie paddle on the zuider zee
Choice of freedom for free

Ring Bear

French writer from the right coast mostly described her leaving an inventory of neglected fire
A rather long laundry list and even longer legs stretching for stories above skyscrapers
Papers in a pocket poking her wasp waist while her hands leave a wet fingertip
Reflection of a simple shirt crafted cartographic blue background and the garden state patrol
Short timer brown down to there hair and a well shaped pair holding on longer than safe
On the musty cusp of connubial trust drubbed by mellotron melodies she is drenched in gas
A fleeting thought of sisterly advice calving off huge chunks of glacial ice floes
Revealing smoking calderas of craving fondness steam
An extra half a foot above the beam
Child bride dream

Mystery Energy

In a remarkable development she surfaces with her back to the room a band of hip showing
Her eyes are saucer size concentric from some kind of extended febrile binge dating back
Standing in obeisance of a second hand conscription her hands play with her dress
The strings of a newly recommitted heart make creaking warnings of near snapping
Her lower lip wiggles in a confession of defeat at the hands of a weak aggressor
The heart finds the note of her curly brown down and harmonizes
She gives the script over for the coming performance for all in one to see
There is hope for a complete recovery but more precisely a complete union
If there is a way to unify her life around a question mark
There is a boy waiting in the dark

Fluid Metal

Backstage among minor demigods watching as she walks through the mesh of a stage door
A chatting stage manager and another dallying behind while the dressers door is held open
Out into a summer fair on flowing lawns of english design and baroque implementation
A crowd of admirers mill around and gaze longingly at the startlingly sensuous stranger
Gold leaf temporary tattoo applied shockingly along the beautiful loner’s treasured trail
Over a swale into a terrace cut into brittle country turf feral kittens explore cautiously
A tame member of a domesticated litter mixes with his savage counterpart
Sphinxes side by side wide fangs shine biting hissing humble setting an example of decorum
An amazing burst of speed precedes the summit of saintly and demonic
In a carriage on an avenue parallel to the park a drama lingers long after dark
An elderly passenger squats in the hack incensing the businessmen to home in hackensack
In the rear of the taxi the surly offspring of the homely homesteader support the occupation
A gumshoe and a squirrel of a girl throw their discards in with a checked bet
Leaving the jalopy a copycat attempts to opportune shady chaos
Reaching for the payoff

Overdyed

Amazing apparatus bequeathed beneath a ceiling saturated with the tar of reservation smokes
The crazed look of a vegas binge come unhinged sweaty lips tremorous of a shaky shill
The recommendation of names dropped from the top of the empire state building
A penny will penetrate the skull of oblivious pedestrians somewhere below avenue b
On a rotunda of a cheesy wheel rotated to distribute the wear with all four corners dosimeters
Sitting next to the woman sitting next to the pretender in chief the downwind stings eyes
An everyday discussion about the man who married her fathered her children
Her breath of fire proves a remarkably effective way to polish the bony tissue of the head
She admits that the man she wed is sometimes capable of gullible ignorance
At the reception children slalom through the legs of wise tai chi walkers
A pack of meerkats entertain a climbing expedition
The enemy forgets his ambition

Fleshed

Barrels to beat on foggy recollection thinking in terms of flying saucers made out of brass
A marching army boot roll with excessively long helmet straps tangling in her legs
Pirouettes stretch the straps out where they catch on the crook of her limbs in sinew waiting
A smile on the way to a vast manger where the amplifiers are arranged in a phalanx
Performance artist crap meaning someone incapable of either talented or learned expression
Yodeling scrotum of doorbell noises and neat sounding stuff pollyanna pretension
Taking a seat by the door with a yawn and a carefully composed creak in the floor for effect
A fade out of self-conscious shame from a fakey flimflam seeking fame
Thrifty insults make quick work of inefficient dunderheads under the notion anyone can play
The tangled tart returns to start an erotic exchange of energy though half is missing
Changed through a veil of black silk she becomes whole showing where she had it in dance
On the right one which is worthy of an effort to leave her with a cosmic compote
Her mouth finds morning mountains and slowly savors the alpine sunshine
Her structure so fine

Podium of Pandemonium

There is no room in a motorcycle gang for a pensive philosopher to ruminate on silence
There is no room for mental health issues in a gangster’s community
The life of a felonious reprobate is of an unequivocal accountant in money monomania
The way of the gun as paintbrush leave torn blood vessels and sobbing mothers
The decisions of death or life litter pity on pretty girls & ugly babies with blind ambivalence
The small routines that make life less worth living are the real tragedies
The freedoms taken here an arson there a tribute meted out on marginal refugees
Think about how one can define a criminal in the strictest sense and you will find a parable
Written on slabs of sandstone
In the murky workings
Of a burning bush

Loft

Her superfine hip straightens slowly in the pink room of angels and wavy tea leaves
She begins to speak in a fourth of her strong voice and she turns away as the words shy her
Hypnotic melody her monologue the wolves howling a pack song drop their heads whining
Straight through a defense of cast iron cardiology an amorous arrow of fire revives trust
She jumps up in a cape of covers and apes covers of art rock bands of the eighties
She wants to visit her grandmother on a moonless night which is clearly impossible
Her slot machine mind calculates the combinations with arcane perfection
The numbers fly by on a screaming tachometer horizontally opposing four cylinders
She rolls down the window of a yellow subaru and yells you are insignificant to a numbskull
She is not dressed for shoplifting but she manages to undermine the incorporated southland
Lifting a sandwich in each pocket of her skin tight sweater taste better than ambrosia
She is lost again in her grandmother’s neighborhood
It matters far more her intentions are good

Slow For Islands VII

Shacked up in flats designed for the engineering features of devices used to span rivers
White washed vinyl and card carrying club members with ridiculous asides in whispers
Seeing an old friend after all the years of wonder a discovery of selling short index collars
Haggling for five somethings small and finding nothing at all but old kelly sonic tank tops
A voyage through tank traps set in a cinema back lot for the assemblage of quadrilaterals
Lifting the rage of easy maryjanes off of the annoying propagandist’s slander
Cliffs of close grazed outcroppings near historic castles of long dead industrialists
Fallen asleep as is usually the case since a horrible catastrophe the pair strike out on their own
The fated vehicle eludes detection and instills confusion by challenging memories of place
On a long loop none shall pass the black loam of a switchbacks and still no honor of day
Fire spitting frozen next to a grove of bronze aspen the adjustment is made incorrectly
The whole front of the time machine buckles and shifts sideways completely useless from rust
Inside the doomed capsule voices can be heard talking in cheery conversation
The whole thing comes to rest on a precipice and a final means of destruction is attempted
A long sword of steel is sheathed in the urn of spirits and withdrawn
A wick of white cloth is twisted into a fuse and the opera singer combs his mustache
The helicopter witnesses the immolated baritone singing a horrific swan song
Happy to have come along

Middle

A pack mule resists the temptation to kneel down under a despicable load of glory
Taking more than is prudent into a lavish breadbasket of social desolation
Finding the gears of progress clashing in fricative protest of the mounting miles
The somethings of penitence pause in filmstrip lecture halls of predictable soundtracks
Receptive grudges against the remorse of lost youth change shape and become guilt
A human pace times the turning of the wheel becoming a pilgrimage outside of consent
A shuffle of two twos and a quarter grift a right hand held out of the harm of a bible bump
Finding the words of a creaky and freaky stone slave true to the rule of innocent observation
Leaving the tainted shroud where it might do the most good in a self serving flourish
A gritty eyed martyrdom undertaken to assuage the beast beset by blades of jelly
Feeling empty in the belly

Lysanthrope

One more time she closes the door of her justifications and holds the keys like a dagger
Eyes following the shape of her she makes her way to an empty package of smokes
She heats a skillet of peanut oil and coats kernels of surrogation touching her teeth tongue
Waiting for the switch to throw and holding a cheek together cold at first then glowing warm
Writing in her journal the coordinates of fragile bombardments to be carried out in june
Writing in her journal the quorum of her sisters serene in ultramarine and hooker’s green
Waiting in a column of monastic renunciation for the verdict of equality to mediate
Letting her hands feel the palms of mistrust and apprehensive craving for her spine
Letting her eyes see the fronds of hair that hold the light in hazelate obeisance
Wishing for the next crossroads to appear
Loathe to finding it near

Super Face

Long heavy surveillance of a less adapted clown using a high percentile memory for numbers
In spite of brain damage incurred at dives and lengthy psychosexual experiments with ups
She moves haphazard though entirely predictable around her circuit of inspiration
Covering her canvasses with the blood of surgery performed on her own precious tissue
Using the broken teeth of groomsmen to add texture to her efficient stroke
Screaming with cartoon uvula flagellation and neck veins ballooning in violent pulsation
Violently slandering vitamins that pass unmolested through her amphetamine-scoured gut
She prefers the dollar menu at friendly wendy’s to keep her artists model shape looking fit She puts her foot down when it comes to putting her finger down her throat
Placing her fear firmly on the goat
A satchel to tote

Hungry to a Fault

To water spearmint leaves look patently audacious in spite of their calm relativity
A sheet of onionskin daubed with methylene blue she plunges a syringe of airplane glue
She walks in on the staring of a rubber tramp with the faces of mongolian warriors at rest
Rubbing the aggression out of war’s cheekbones with stones held in mouths of toothless hags
She walks away with few ounces of skin on a beautiful bow pale as a stick of schoolgirl chalk
A has been makes his way to the comeback trail suffering from snakebite
She milks the blue anti-venin from her own forearm and mixes it with a brown-green herb
A poultice of tolerance toward an ethiopian woman eating beets in the window of a church
Down in the hides of animals a fire finds it’s way to a smoke hole
The emaciated lover crushes husks infusing them with honey and a drop of her sere sweat
Impossible to forget

Whatcom County Total

A midnight without sleep showers of rushing water running over a stream of static road hum
This is the sound of building context out of ridiculous fear the sound of expectations unmet
Crossing just past a white rock a seaside town is under the notion charlie don’t surf
An oversized sports car probes chuckanut drive with a judas priest cassette on analog delay
She ejects the tape and throws it out the window with a laugh pulled out of her mouth at sixty
The crackhead motel smells like armpit and lysol with the ice all melted into a puddle
The team is on the tube and she still has her 1987 clothes on backwards and beer soaked
A holler goes up from the balcony that a greasy spoon janitor is wanted for a felony
For three nights a week lovers can sleep with each other instead of suite mates and sisters
From the drain of fluids and playing pornographic twister
The parts that come together get blistered

Cut Sweater

Ball cap wearing toe stubbers are cutting glass with a registered forefinger of martial artistry
Driving by in what would appear to be an older model domestic shotgun asks for a map
Four places to orient themselves to a sleepy village coming within one person of accuracy
Something perplexing about a great artist’s tendencies to postal kleptomania in absentia
A finger in the face a poking digit in the chest of free expression by the brutes of execution
Complete formula for extermination of imagination by petroleum addicted demons is nigh
Mowing down flower children with chain gun lust stacking the bench with national socialists
The drowning of dancing bears & eviscerating of unicorns by gladhanded political prostitutes
Nauseating allegory of oppression demoralizes staunch champions of innocents and helpless
Every day
Pray

Prayer

Bestow protection and salvation on the defenseless horde made weak by inequality
Empower those poignantly impoverished by virtue of their being poor in choice
Defend those whose voluntary existence as indigent is beyond the pale of imagining
Harbor those enslaved by false reports made by a twisted talking authority of lies
Energize the hopeless made so by inviolate circumstance
Inspire the capable to assist brothers incapacitated by mental health challenges
Communicate at an opportune moment an alternative to souls crippled by addiction
Disrupt the snakeheads
With kind forsaken hints

Suppose

In a shadowless stark midday blaze of sun dry spring mud collects in summer cracks
A small dog sleeps in jerking gait under the warped boards of an abandoned adobe paseo
From the courtyard can be seen a new condo complex that survived the hurricane
Degenerate vagrants in mescal stupor show the impossible integrity of pitiful consistence
A girl minding mother’s tamale cart walks to church on the shade side of the street
From the window of the complex the loner longingly follows the girl in gaze
A chicano is pulling cable in the next room from the top of a shoddy wall
White curtains puff in the rarest of siesta winds
A centipede resists capture and hisses a warning before falling out the window
Between the gaps of the paseo boards
Onto the sleeping dog
Scuttling insect noise crawling into summer cracks to wait out the heat

Musty

The neurotoxins of a new species of antarctic land crab create a race of clairvoyants
Working through the inhuman winter one man of science hides the discovery
A handful of life crushed into a powder and placed purposefully in the folds of sinuses
The liquefied essence of the cancerian pools in a polychromatic puddle
A Technicolor teardrop drains between the toes of a devout pilgrim in the atacama
In the alluvial slagheap of a black water bayou a lumbering crayfish loses true north
Vestigial pincers fall off and rapid decay ensues turning the distant cousin to dust
A plume of crayfish tea swirls into the caribbean and is visible from space
The murky milk is in the shape of a face
Signaling the end of the race

Girth

Quartered in a slice of pendant apple blossoms found in a wooden ladle full of well water
A tall girl waits lunching on pineapple for the lateen that will bring her across the strait
Two lines of victims conspicuously divergent in finances soon to be united in tragedy
A rip and the immovable force of human fear combine with deadly concert
Over lading one side abeam of her the lateen knocks down from a port side stampede
On the near shore horrified well wishers watch the lateen capsize in a backward glance
On the far shore a stupefied band of merry vandals witness the same apocalypse
In the forest inland she embraces her lover with contented comfort
The child moves to pry the two apart in the selfish discontent of a tiny heart
The lovers allow the sprite’s intrusion
Unaware of catastrophe’s confusion

Good Natured Ribbing

A journey begun on the dawn of the sun with a caravan full of brass crafts and spices
She leaves her blond husband stuttering in exasperation on the equinox
She has consulted the deck and explored the sensitivities of sidereal hallucination
With her legal tender child of maternal attrition for support she ventures home
A georgian fantasy awaits her long abandoned adolescent trusts
Going back with fragile feminine expectations into a maelstrom of conflicting truth
Her hopes are easily obliterated in the first minute and inappropriate appetites follow
A derisive call goes up on the ether to salvage the beliefs of her
Taken to the tunnel of light returning to her teutonic betrothed
Case closed

Retort

At the monitor a crew of beanbag loungers descend upon the images of recipe book periods
Gap toothed munchkins with freckles under silver pancake make up nose and chest
The broken arm of a left-hand guitarist props up the story of two giant cars
In the background a version of we can be happy done over the top punk lifts spirits
She wants to know where the paintbrush is to baste a loaf of soybeans for christmas
The artist finds a way to turn this request into a ruse culminating in her courtship
The brush is stained a little green from watercolor washes
The artist hands her the brush and caresses her leg
She doesn’t make him beg

Amorous Pronghorn Antelope

Regurgitated bits of earthworm dribbled in little drips into peeping beaks of bug eye babies
Thunder on the savanna with flies in the trees in just twenty years the grasses are gone
Termites toss twigs in the air and exhale greenhouse gases into the carburetor of a jeep
Malarial colonials hunch over gin and tonics flatulent from roast monkey
A watusi glides past the horizon with a staff of bubinga and a feather mask tied at the hip
A piece of space junk tumbles into a rolling spot for pachyderms and settles sizzling
The matriarch kicks dust over the exotic intruder and the space shuttle fragment is buried
The herd plods in subsonic chant toward the diminishing pool and then a grove of bubinga
A cowbird hitches a ride on the shoulder and snacks on lice
The matriarch is alert for mice

Long or Mean

A play put up in memory banks of a gang of great white way sharks terrifies a misanthrope
The center of a small system sweats in the heat of denial and sexy condensation runs down
The forty girl walks swift and careful on the precipices of platform soles
While her hips envelop a fertility fetish with complete comfortable coverage
Her excuse is validated with an old time hand stamp that spins monkey acrobat trident xmas
She cuts a handsome figure eight miles from a vanity published MBA rap illusion
The rabbit is put back in the hat minus a foot but a better return to the good
Tribuned baby blue hood zip gun wedding the kiss of a blanching bride widow’s walk
A little more at the end of things
Picking out the rings

Low End

An animal in a mall slinks through racks of antlers announcing the rut of routine
Over the intercom a straight man announces a pet name with dead pan connection
A throwaway piece of the american dream becomes a pastime of following herds of elk
Across the shop a mountain of man waddles his way in patent leather and monocle
The upscale department has a lounge and a pinkie ring points to a display to sign for
It is late and the ceremony is making the livestock agitated making the elk shed velvet
In the neighborhood an oregon doe near the bank of a transplanting facility revives
A generation follows the trajectories of bladders excised and inflated
A permanent urinary repository for ground gifts of large vaporous intelligence heaves
A throwback attacks the mediocre methods of his underlings with athleticism
Dragging up and down the pitch a switch of hickory with which to tear open stitches
Flags torn down in anger and raised in triumph
A self satisfied harumph

Modest

Music yowls through the banana laced fabric of a roller rink in an east coast home away
Matching khaki tents encase the legs of unchaperoned intertwined dance floor gyrations
Practicing in the same manner as the now anorexic now a little filled out girl with chin zit
Spinning on one heel of the hipster demi-boot merry go round pulling against the train
Rounding the bend you know she might not come back again push the locomotion
Centrifugal state of grace from the blood pulled out of the brain leaving a pale face
The wave rolls around the axis of eternal ascension to the ecstatic adulation of lee wind
The clay wheels come opaque over the black rosin of antique shellac over swamp oak
A hollow echo tips of brushes on a drum head of childhood standing on a cliff of manhood
She has let the wind come up under her at first thrilled but quickly masterful of zephyrs
Her hot tub costume pulled to one side with erect effort

Trowel

A field of tulips extending through the subalpine of tyrolia to the beaches of the gold coast
Riding with a reflection of introversion in a massive truck plowing through the flowers
Must be doing a hundred as blooms billow over the hood and are gone behind in a blur
By the time the destination arrives the pod of spacecraft have been overgrown
Taking stock of the abductions of emotions by uncommitted premeditations the mirror fogs
Raking frogs with a bamboo fork and using them in a recipe calling for pork
On the margin of an ice sheet boundary skateboarders clear a field of stones
Upon closer inspection it is discovered the prodigal son is unable to manipulate the device
Assistance insisted upon reveals the presence of an internal combustion engine
The proprietor wheels out a micro jet on balloon tires and hot rods down the strip
The distinction is made between power and powerlessness in connectivity
Public instruction provides an adversary by proxy and policy is attacked
Along with anyone claiming allegiance to the asinine academic doctrines of xenophobia
A chrome cutlass is used to excise a painful memory while sitting on the doc’s chest
Trying to connect the two halves
Applying a soothing salve

Dewy

Listening in sleep to an auburn drone up the coast with the tragic comedian at the helm
Buster brought to justice on a blustery trip by northbound bus to sausalito
A busker leaves his wheat toast mostly frozen on a curb
A dieter curbs her appetites of cellular balance with an oz of cure
Pure marveilleux
Carefuls of silence
Reminds her of babyfat

List War

Something vague but present across an abandoned physicality plantation overgrown by lotus
She has seen the future with the aid of a sphere of halide and reckoned the coming tide
The next terrace of rice drains into the watershed of a forest of rubber trees
She comes right to the point in the anointing of monks illuminating manuscripts
At the cloister door she bestows her eye on generational disparity with vicissitude
The friar heaps benediction on the bunkhouse fraternizations of gun shy daughters
A trap door departure for the archer of the acropolis is abetted impolite etiquette
Monastic hubris trickles from the ruminant gymnastics of fickle lovers and sons
She reaches across the sanctuary lectern in burning passion and kisses the feet of holiness
Her hands count rote trigonometry in time with her heartbeat and beads of sweat
Her hands make ephemeral judgements of limbs of desire in intractable haste
The voices of a thousand sopranos turn her breath to song
She is known by her thin neck so strong

Unwanted Lamp

Joining a secret society to avoid the feeling of persecution of a faceless bureaucracy
In weedy back lots of a depressed outskirts roman arches cover canals of flown urban blight
The graceful sweeping spans represent the surviving ruins of civil war catacombs
A modern day general arrives in a stretch limousine powered by vanquished country gasoline
With a riding crop and hemorrhoids the man of war inspects the stadium of tears
There are two inhabitants making camp in the tacky planetarium of confederate unity
One an elderly woman in remarkable preservation
The other a pompadour of brotherly fellowship
It has cereal in it read the label
A stigma of baptism a dry arroyo
A box canyon
A butte waiting miffed

Hypoid

A fair-haired orphan makes his way in the midnight murk to perform the necessary work
His beady eyes are hanging in the fog of a brilliantly illuminated bathroom
A warren game continues in the living room of a vicar well past forfeit
An archivist stacks broken blades for repair and looks out over a grove of gum acacia
A skinny girl and the original wall of production scurry around velvet lined lair
A carriage crunches to a halt in the drive outside a yellow colt with the girl’s daughter
A mouthful of rice and a blue diamond in the pupil of her mellow eye
The mother comes to sleep with the recluse crying and cold and is welcomed wary
The party contuse although slit in two parts one has the other has not
A roaring climbs the stairs with a companion in the hacking and searing sizzles of despair
A pile of knobs count one for the right jack suitable for framing
A massive martyr begins cleaning out the empty bottles of gin
The general will never win

Core Annette

Closing the strings of a bonnet over her fragile face wiggles watch the movement left behind
French limousines careen across the insane turnpikes of a parisienne riverbank
Bad advertising on the bus to jail is the genuine punitive discomfort of vanity
Lines chopped to resemble nocal proto-new age haikus gone flat under a humvee loophole
Stark pride swelling in the earlobes of barefoot executives harvesting credential pabulum
Lines of crap to keep the channels of information lubed and ready for the Gee Oh Penis
Read something instead of singing on the microbus with a place to sleep wasted in back
Read something instead of talking about the latest sodomy of the ubiquitous gee oh penis
Read something instead of meditating on the cleavage of the girl smiling at everyone
Read something before the urge to put an arm around the spinster seems risky
The urge is okay if there is context
Think about context

Beryl Foil

Discussing music theory with hawaiian aristocracy on the way to the guillotine in carriage
The cardinal demurs over the observations of a feast of diet soft drinks
Telling congregations in a long winded parabola houses do not make as much as they think
Walking up the top of the steepest artery of the seven hilled hometown
The sidewalk shakedown shyster tries to hitch his star to the drummers mama
A cousin of unknown gender glides like the crazy horse house artist and mutters
The deception is finished with the astute observations of a gentle warrior
A discourse with the ambiguities of twisting maypole stirrups under skirts of radial flow
She invites an embrace and a chaste debate ignites in smoldering opposition
She implores the cornered explorer stop and talk and talking without walking is the response
She confides her little dixie adoration and draws the wayfarer to her hip
The waves sweep over the diver in blue and white tumult but the pearls stay in her mouth
She swallows and becomes a widower in a russian recumbence with the dreamer and an eye
The subject is telling a story unfamiliar with the voice of justice
When a time has passed after the story the eye begins to explain enlightenment and thanks
Crying back porch babies and hares creased numb hair crescendos in danger of falling
Crispness calling

Kenning

The printer offset the words in two colors little concerned with the approval of others
Tortoiseshell thick with strangely familiar belly monsters off she ran down the hill a wiggle
Practicing the posture of stacked rings of light to balance muscle and might blades back
This near perfect organism of electric tart mastication and digested beauty within blood
Evolved to placing her graceful fingertips at first and then caressed palms of safety
Into the scars of childhood t-bone cadillac crashes in the fog of killer curve ballads
An alien lifeform resembling an early morning storm of ocean spray misting crown scull
Hypodermic transport of dependence upon her force fillet instead of subtle power
Intercostal umbrella opening and belly fell out into the place where she sleeps
With a public service announcement for the resuscitation of her childhood wonder
Odin courting thunder

Sealing

Unsavory intelligence swirling through a low overhead operation in a broth of graduation
Chaperones of swaggering false pride extol the unique glory of days of yore
Gory details pale by comparison to the sophomoric meanderings of fraternal vandalism
A scar is rolled up a sleeve of disfigurement with the stitching of a knuckleball beanie
Collars change phones and check for coins in the slots of integrity and hairy pennies under
Wooly cedars shelter tiny perspective and a basket of rice cakes and diet pop for breakfast
A handbill sweats in ten cent heat the tarry coke of post war pensacola obscuring an address
Girls willing to die to be women trowel stucco on rosy cheeks and blowtorch eyebrows
Disgust overpowers guilt to waft fumes of remorse on the beady eyes of buckle shoals
Keeping safe from harm
The livestock farm

Strain

On the plane of barn red dogs gone on warthog water a blubbering buffoon trying to bluff
Sobbing mobs of muffled misery drizzled down his orphaned neck soaking his lapels
Crucifixion commencing within a full moon sunday cycle in spite of the archangel michael
Across the neighborly table of justice a counsel decides on the terms of absolution
While the joker is used to stoke a signal fire to a doddering herd of lost calves of gilt
In the underbrush of an island of mystery a ringing endorsement signals a fast ending
Mounted craftsmen wheel to the chuckwagon and scamper through oregon grape
A stunt rider jumps onto the back of a filly aching to bolt through the brush
Two ponies rear and make a forelock greeting in the eye of eternal witness
A miniature bird hovers with the eye over unleavened loaves doled to the deserving
A digital donut freezes coconut of loka surfing

Upland

Underneath a finger pier in a barrier to referrals a station wagon waits for the end of drought
Side angles long from foot to finger with no time to linger up a handful of conduit
The camera records pretty geometry but there is no depth of field to the adolescent subject
She laughs when the monkey comes down the pole and mimics sex objects
The camera records media darlings past their pull date while fans wait for gesticulate love
Bibbed gymnastics trample fawns with propaganda poorly designed to inform the illiterate
Both hands crossed shaking the flesh of a transvestite and a mouse meek from gods house
The conversion of a plantation mansion reveals little of the gift box made into a garrison
She admits she remembers the first day the object of her affection came to schhol
She jumps in his arms with her plaid skirt and white stockings soaking up his sweat
Lying down with patting of soothing touch it comes to letting the fever run its course
The reasoning returns for the rehabilitation of blue light
A curve ball darts past the joker’s head
She should leave instead

Harmonic Claw

Into seclusion velour tuck and roll booze menacing
Incautiously intuited footprints through a crime scene
Spatters connect the trots of violent demise
Recognition of authority’s shoulder badged with merit
Lifted in one piece over the sensitive spots
A service elevator becomes claustrophobic
Therapeutic confession of a kid glove let go
Set the nose on fire
They gave him a chance

Scratching Sniff

Through autumn automobile nomad culture an orange leaf lens strobes across the windscreen
Mother in law of the land yacht sees left turns singing at the seashore angle spiral rejoinder
The verisimilitude of generational resentment is interpreted as jumping out of a moving car
To prove the hasty foolishness of cutting the trip short the cameo owned leaves behind fools
A band is announced by barking carnival brutes for the abject skepticism of the destitute
The show must go on a trailer to convey the confidence required to fleece pockets picked
In a private tipi a brother billy goat offers the wacky weed of viewing remote smoke signals
Swimming in swinging minglers laura jean begs an audience with lodge pole pine nuts
The abstinence must be explained to the shriveled reasoning of alien walkie talkies
On a throne of hand hewn hemlock she nestles soft into a lap of luxury taxes
Across the matriarchy widowed house frau battleaxes give smug reports of extorted drums
The junkie plunks down repossessed anthropology theses and the inventory shows profit
Swallows build a nest for atrophied feet in the arched soffit

Maquillage

In the process of examining her effects while she has vacated the premises with anyone at all
A bamboo rake placed in the teeth of a llama farm gutter leaving rejected over a ramp of dirt
Riding through the spitting ungulates of fantasy island corinthian leather sprout farm roads
She rides by wearing bowling shoes fresh from a sandwich molester circling back to courtship
Her whole world wrapped worried around a dog gone from her slipshod care better road dog
The ritual begins she’s shopping at the butcher checking the grade bee marbling of some ribs
Asking if she’s free tonight after the doily dance which gets going at midnight
Knocking a top flight along the long axis of a putter
Wondering if she’s intoxicated with another

Yellow Lake

Visiting cousins over fifteen hours of sacrifice and an army of consumers move on stomachs
The bloodlust begins to give off a stench as the onionskin of bureaucracy is peeled away
Talking with the authority figure laid low by lumbago in a green room envious of freedom
Making hand language with a remote relation over the locks of a side bet all in
Day mini mart crew referring to the schedule a boiler room japanese calendar with red fringe
In the parking lot a mercurial scorpion is waiting to return to the womb of a pacific highway
With an armload of sterling silver and a carpet bag of passport maps camera and iron curtains
Waking up in a strange town with a pair of hot tickets and a credit union of european states
More hip to kisses blown cool and the feedbag between thumb and forefinger
A wide eyed declaration of suspicion of the delicate balance between desire and degradation
An eye contact jam to say stop in the tracks of a wikiup floor
A broken down green ranchero mocks white trash befuddled in the midst of towing it off
Two stone drunks leaving a visible vapor trail of ethyl alcohol cell phone call to jim beam
Up the youth land peninsula past a arctic circle flag of tilted yellow cross on blue
Hammering a deal to accept hulks overdue

Shucked Shellfish

The lesson repeats over trampled toddlers and steaming pies left at low tide
A citation for bravery goes unnoticed due to power intoxication and fear of being ridiculed
A hand goes up to the rotunda air and comes crashing down on the podium with emphasis
The irresponsible stewards of sled dog teams out of season are held for questioning
An inquiry stipulating the charges of neglect of horehound herb and toothpick scatology
She holds up her bag of testosterone and the idiot blunders into opening yawning stupidity
The word was spoken carefully enough for the elocutionist as seen on a talk show would
The word was made clear enough for the inbred appalachian to cognize
Yet the dunder decided to repeat the word and therefore was punished with a hail of truth
The truth of his vapid swagger like so much excrement
The truth of his posturing in the manner of a frightened monkey
The truth of his inept diction and forced unoriginal script
His frontal lobed was clipped

Beaming

Standing behind her white linen halter top until she feels the presence abaft rearward radar
An intersecting halo of range and bearing with the bashful surprise of rosy cheeks
On the hill overlooking the whistle placed on a bus exhaust and a folded paper full of aspirin
Thinking in terms of the coldest night ever spent in someone else’s exertions
A bread knife to make bricks and a few times the arch is too steep collapsing the dome
Held in a state of readiness on a part of the anatomy that is known by feel
Seldom seen sam spends the money for the rest of the party making himself warm
Twenties go up the flue of an airtight with the help of some lacquer thinner on an ember
The loss of eyebrows causes a cat to circle three times and lie in a sunbeam twinklimg motes
A hastily ordained context with which to manifest subordination
She has a little red right there

Hanger

The impression of starting london with a sea houses where gazebos meet gumball machines
Squatting in a black out while virtues fall out of stuck racks of bombers roosting in masses
A seal swims the river eluding capture humming a ditty about sweaty mothers and sources
The seal offers a dun wool blanket to snoring grotesques in obese retirement
Opening the bedclothes reveals a swarm of mud daubers maggots segmented worms
Deploying a rapid force of vacuum powered agricultural civilization held in a crystal case
Faces float past the windows of a murky quarter renown for safe seclusion from thugs
On a makeshift boardwalk of ducks the dog food turns yellow and runs green
Duplex fasteners protrude on the end of the lumber making a casual embrace hasty
The spikes are bent over with the heel of hunter jack boot and spines bring close
The column draws near the fire of breath and eyes examine the satisfied partnership
A buoyant trip

Thing Executives

In the hills of the ash country a visionary assembles sculpture designed to win one whiner
A checkbook scented like death flips in a zephyr of free will traded for a net of salmon
In the autumn hills of loam a crew is making a sure pursuit of the sculptor’s party fatigue
Using supernatural gifts for the enrichment of cold nights alone with grubs and shrubs to eat
The sculptor’s party watches elated as the team on the ridge leaves brazen turn at the last step
Pull a pair of binoculars to mirrored sunglasses with a hooded sweatshirt concealing a rifle
The party makes a short-lived retreat and are prepared to surrender before the assassins arrive
Soon the bureaucrats crowd to gloat and have photographs taken with the trophies
Soon a line of gossip is established and busload after busload of fat mustached creakers come Soon gang rapists have plaques made telling how they ate fragile victims of subjective greed
The elder is let go in a flourish of contrived drama to pluck heartstrings of tv kids
The young guns are impaled on election bids

Field Register

Rounder and more fleshy and prone to residual movement in the absence of energy input
The droning could be heard through the hillside and the daylight basement foundation
It was an early sixties station wagon with sand from the beach and suntan lotion smell
It pulled up in the drive and parked with the engine idling easily though not efficiently
Unburned fuel dripped from the tailpipe and inside the matron announced assignments
Someone would make sure everything was secure and the sentry set about to lock up
This in spite of the fact that the twenty-one dollar fee was unpaid and wore on the lackey
The agent of order recalled a hall closet where biscuits were stored and made for it
Hearing her he looked around the corner at her dance in the supposedly empty house
She was dressed only in her under things and he watched her pirouette and step
She saw him and ran with a giggle into another room the door of a closet still moving
He reached in and found a foot feeling up her body and she moved out from the clothes
He kissed her and they prepared to love one anther with the terrycloth chaise to hold them
The car honked and she held his arms down to keep him with her
She would be here everyday until the end of summer
The band was looking for a drummer

Cut Time

In a box to one side of the stage she talks with the young brother of a lawyer from the cape
The ballroom is closely perceived relative to videotape with a time stamp in one corner
The head reads tall girls with flowing dresses with the same objectivity as arcing lightning
Where a bird of prey has made a nest in the top of a telephone pole blue light dances
The luck of the draw comes full circle with the place settings lying side by side
The counselor reads the card and sits down as he squints to read the name next to him
Before the words can be deciphered she sits next to him and his world swims into black water
Her light colored hair and girlish cheekbones round and red stir his guts into wagon ruts
Failure waiting impatient for the words to shame him the words of a awestruck numb nuts
In the balcony her father looks down on the scene with implacable stoicism
His distinctive wedge shaped head glowing with mirrored sunglasses over his deep set sockets
She has made her decision and places her hand on his shoulder to whisper
His hand reaches for her waist as she makes her desire known
The dancers ignore the kisses of a princess on her throne

Bore Lead Dough

Seven seas are suited to making disappearances ordinary to incredible tonnage
The plowshares were beaten from a mighty pencil stuck behind the ear of railroad brakeman
The overland route is fraught with carrying on evil mercantile from a country apart
An iron whore has black smoke billowing from her back from the low ball price of crack
Even the awakened servant is incapable of turning the point of a spear into a taro hoe
For eons the breaker of hearts has piled up the terrible treasures of arms without ceasing
Enough to make a jovian relinquishment appear to be lint in a starving peasant’s navel
One war more or less guarantees another stack of corpses will need to be buried or burned
The tide has turned

Wild Place

In a cleft of continental uplift black worms of basalt infiltrate pillar crystals of granite
The decade of conspicuous consumption is revisited with self consumed snobs robbing
Thrown together buildings made to the specifications of coked up architects show wear
Soon the craftsmen will turn in their graves and crush the disposable incomes of oilmen
Hungry crack babies will throw themselves in the gears of good old boy grinders
By the hundreds until just the gummy gristle of whistling white trash stops the machine
A conflict of interest in the sense of incestuous nepotism in the sense of a southern drawl
There are some truly evil cities on the maps of armchair generals waiting to be sieged
One of them spawned the leader of a cult of cannibals who fly into battle under a star
One of them gave birth to a writhing nest of serpents holed up in a rift of the earth’s crust
A patchwork of parchment sewn together with green thread leads to the treasure of the dead
An iron cross for the cotton mouthed gin and tonic tramps
Inverted hustlers with menstrual cramps

Beach Nap

From the other side of the fence a flashbulb pops and two syllables roll on dim memories
The cattle huddle in a paddock in the middle of a shopping center waiting to be milked
A powerful depressant works its way through the digestive tract and into a wheel of cheese
Looking for a way to keep all the jewelry together after the estate is carved into wedges
Little plastic boxes with hinges of three balls in a row to keep the carbon crystals intact
The lady of the afternoon rings the box up on an antique register witha $35 placard come up
A silver threaded curtain waves in warning of someone in the back room
An insult is irreversibly launched with speech punching holes in the ego of a spinster
Watching her gather her army around her sagging ankles and cluck in mild retort
Making the spine visible in victorious retreat with allusions cast about taking herbs of sloth
A fat faced peasant smiles when accidentally gazed upon like a dog recognizing its master
The symptoms appear to be related to the moon’s phase combined with backward mercury
Changing minds of perjury

Rumble Moan

Voices in a language of self esteem raised to the point of hysteria falling into lightless night
Mother of all tsetse flies under magnification reveals the powerful hypnotic of dripping jaws
A pub crawl from one host to the next hostess in flight from her skeleton of one grain of rice
The pitiful boots of mental illness faded from a long lapse in a deserted place in the sun
A wind up doll straight legged and moving much too quickly to light a cigarette has it done
A healthy pelvic girdle with the aroma of pancakes and orange juice spattered in a commode
Jumping from her haircut to a headband of white drummers with sweat added to a broth
Kissing from her bedside a kink in the pipeline until she is ready and then the fit is scant
Ultimately tight around the second level of light her waist retreats back followed by ecstasy
A tide moves over a gently sloping beach until skate egg cases dance a childhood departure
Up from the beach a sign advertises a snake show in the long moss of a peninsula forest
Living in the presence of dead wood with bumper stickers of plenty gone the way of the ox
The barker points in the direction of danger without the protection of a pack of wolves
Her ankles flashing over the path of pleasure inviting crusted serpents to sink venom down
A watercress sandwich at high tea seldom had a swamp full of vipers to contend with
A skull with a spine attached visible in the distance explains what a nervous system is
Down deeper into the primeval jungle a highway to nowhere glimpses the first real adders
The toxins incapacitate her bladder

Coming Down

Don go don don don go don don
Don go go don don don go don don
Don go go go go go go go don don go don don
Step left jump clap step right jump clap
Step left look at the moon to the middle hands on thighs
Step right look at the moon to the middle hands on thighs
Swish left swish right swish left safe
Badu badu bade tada
E maru ka te ta da
Ascending the scale of one mountain with the handout of a helping grin
Watching the ancestors putting one foot in front of the next one beat after the other
Watching the little ones stare in amazement at the pilgrim from saturn
She has an armload of bachi and does not look directly at the sixth giant
She laughs at the preposterous nature of a height differential with easy teasing
Down her back a black mountain stream splashes from her resolute style
Spending an afternoon in her smile

Foreign Anaphylaxis Upheaval

Coerced into consuming thick cube of fingers held in pincer fashion to handle radioactivity
Separated by chromosomal composition but sharing ninety eight point two percent of bad
Heavy hips and black lips with deep down underground grudges keeping schemes hammered
Falling back into putting things away in the breadbasket of carnival digestive distress
Looking to the left and down a crude bag full of bones with a ravenous primitive hunched
She triangulated to southwest with very little on her toes but extraordinary eyes
She danced until the drums began to speak for themselves and a gaze appeared at one mule
She held the dance in her loins with the sacred desire of innocence and fire eating each other
She held the thoughts of a drummer at the northeast holding thumb and index finger touched
Shifting hands without coming in contact
Awkward past

Syzygy

Picking through a pile of powders in search of splinters from the hope diamond
Grappling with a thorny issue afflicting scores of wellington booted shucking jivers
Interleaved with lint and bird grit in a crackerjack box
Across the compound clauses of quarterback tosses a carpet of fir epithelium smolders
Making sure the whole painful process is kept strictly confidential
A schoolgirl makes an uneasy tease to check the canvas of glassy sheened computer screens
Spading the sweat sweetened swales of the outlaw juicy whales
Caves of mystery being probed with a forceps and cylinder hone
Chewing on ashes and bone

Peer

A gripping expose of the power hungry obsessing over innovative ways to enslave innocence
Down a runway trots a weak performance with a word timed to arrive at a blocked mark
Her voice shouts shrill and thin billing the coming attraction as nothing more than questions
Her writing fell between the cracks of a hastily constructed fortress of a frustrated seamstress
Her pieces of paper had the dimensions of legal briefs cut into eye oh ewes to granddad
Her heart is a pump for blood with a cooling system developed for use in the space program
A prehensile tail pipes up for possums wherever they may roam answer customs aside
Planning the wedding from registering china to orchestrating the chance of precipitation
Coughing into her hand and wiping the syrup of a galaxy of stars on an argyle sock
Making an incompatible connection to custom
Rapidly accelerated combustion

Four In Liege Undressed

A wounded eastern athlete hobbles back to cover the bag making the crowd appreciate heart
This from a passing albatross looking down at an iceberg slicing through turtle tops
The fog of monarchy settled long and lacy over the squat stature of justified teenage tots
Jamming the plans down the front of the pants of a gentle fall girl and whistling away
Possession was nine tenths of a log cabin in ken woods tucked key ill in noise and diseased
She was walking up a spiral staircase on the way to outer space with her sputnik held high
Strumming over undermined caymans a sweeping storm surge purges seaside squatters
In a warehouse on the outskirts of perth a group of gophers stretch and exercise
Clasping hands in a show of solidarity the authority figure is proud of a couple years
Looking for a cliff to drive their chariots of firefights over the dizzying height
The gophers toe the footlights

Reemphasis

Slick true left hander comes from a grieving fantasy world with beasts of the night
Back to the audience and a copy of a less pall diffusing the simulated emission of radiation
In the south paw a piece of beagle board makes the circuit of a stack of paintings
The boards are layered memory in a way that when they run out the arcade sells the unit
Finishing the install and squeezing backward in a the rushing tunnel of neck bandages
The colored light of a tent holds three fair games for the amusement of jawbreakers
She sits crossed and remarks over the ninety days of drought that permits romance
Her white hip is fishing for her ribcage with a collarbone calling up a shoulder to cry on
Dressed in tap shorts and tuxedo jacket a secret globe reveals a spyglass compartment
The sound of wharf rats make cats hungry for the astonished audience of conniving geezers
On the west side of a silo a wooden peg streaks the sky and reports a flare canopied floating
Crawling up the counterbalance pushing pileworms
Coming to vile terms

Reminder

Five leaders in a white pail the blood rushing to sacks of crystals stepping over dueling pistols
The stark light of a bare bulb the faithful decadence from a lunatic president pyre impeached
The new age of temperature is topped with fused silicon a drain for fibers of muscle
The ribs of the shipwreck remain vigilant for the bowsprit of a maiden voyage of high men
Ringing huns throwing latin lances leave wall flowers standing abandoned at the panda dances
The shady gallery of repulsive self mutilation plays host to a bacchanal sabbatical
Holding the remainder of metaphysics bound to a piece of elements turning around a gas fire
A black vehicle winds through interplanetary grid disruption to make missions morally numb
Closing her eyes she wills away the pain of weakness and climbs over a stork’s nest
In the black focus of eyes shut favoritism becomes hedonism and fades into fantasy
She drives home on the last four hours of ecstasy

Remainder

A call across the permafrost & the fullness of thyme fragrant over the simple lines of a piano
Various connections pulled out in a nest of disorder coiled near the driver and straight out
The brown splinters of a stake driven with a fist shielded from array efficiency scatter dry
She slides out from her decadent legacy using sound to keep her energy light and free
She lies back and uses the first three to make a comfortable place to intersect
In the village of the crook of the market leg her safe receptacle sells soup on two wheels
A double arch makes an attempt to guide cultural policy by imitating planned obsolescence
On a dialogue voyage with northern implications the information is passed along
The collision of sacraments was impossible to avert and she surrenders to fate
A passive denial occupies the space left by her reinforcements
Her devotion begins with distortion

Remember

Pray quiet space of creativity in constant awe and reverence for the remarkable opportunity
Frets of a guitar made of wax thrown into the never ending sun making theory blasphemous
The retrograde motion of the mythical firebird consternated by the woman at the reins
Along the spine of the island the bird moves opposite and feathers fluff from airflow
Astride a thumper stallion the power intoxicated trooper swaggers and drinks in fear
Asking for uncharacteristic protocol giving the appearance of reasonableness in deceit
She is helpless in separation but her mind is striven by the thought of remote complications
Returning to despair with carefree bungling under the giant stones of ancient protection
Spiraling down in retreat ahead of undead temptation with poorly painted white rails
Brisk business at the mortician from unrequited devotion
Blubbering emotion

Vessel Link

Concealing a difficult relative with ears of tubular lips held paralyzed by nitrogen in salt
Sane dealings precipitate from genuine love and cause uncertainty to shrivel to a dry hack
The early century tenement shows the east light of contrived performances in hammocks
Three delinquents conspire to abandon a spare tire into the greedy mitts of misery
The surplus wheel negotiates the whereabouts of icy disillusionment from a finger cracker
Small pieces of astroturf cling to rotting feet confusing marching orders with a city trip
The underworld figure is behind the second door to the left or second from the right
There is no surprise worthy of unannounced arrivals or an orange glowing ornate
The contraption gives off feeble light in the shape of an inverted toadstool
The head has mutated into an organism with an extra concentric circle in the eye
The belly turns in a request for gratification leaving the controller shouting ignored warnings
Her voice cracked and soon the tears would make appeasement an emergency mission
Brushing the underside of her elbows with industrial fragility she responds with a flick
Climbing the hills of the city state there can be seen a lancer
She moves to her dancer

Qatar

Kneeling on weathering concrete under the accountant colored shade of undulate fiberglass
The eye specialist volleys an impish confession of astral projection into a contested relief
She walks slowly through the stacks of paper yellowing in a jaundiced neck and neck race
The trellis of tomorrow lies ringing empty while the genuine plastic world is overgrown Himalayan defenses creep over the twisted intestines of a mad scientist warped jet stream
Her thumb is pricked by balls of her blue blood and she sucks toxins out of the irritated tip
Gun shy commuters stare at computers while the ease of the delta makes everything melt
Into sugar sleep the turbid tears of lonely swamp dwellers write to pen pals holed up in cliffs
A hammock holds the lowest part of her sacred self swinging free in a levee lifted breeze
There is nothing the white hot intelligence above her has not yet completely understood
She brings her eyebrows together and her thoughts play across the stage of her face
A heat wave teases with a week of hot the expectations of lovers trying to stay separately cool She licks a stamp and holds a spoon to her lips in reserve
The boy across the camp throws a split finger curve

Shaggy

Manually agitating complacent crucifixes with the deft surgery of hollow supermarkets
The upturned religion of fatuous desire brings the necessary starvation to full blossom
She turns her green radar screen to open sea and immediately sweeps guilty thugs of piracy
Her gracious indifference for fermented insinuation makes underhanded ploys conspicuous
Theoretical recitation drones unabated while she paints her fingernails with abrasive pi nodes
The punch card sharps grow blind from close work while a pack of bears file in unnoticed
When the bears find her with her back to them a swarm of workers froth the ursine horde
She moves from the indelicate commotion in unwavering stoicism a honey drop for her tea
She chants a verse of vital sincerity to herself and puts the honey pot back on the shelf
An unalterable tranquility takes her over filling her senses with basrelief nurturing
Reasonableness of rhythm verifies a rectangle on end swaying with shocking periodicity
Waves of blue green adagios pour out of her retreating figure
A sweaty finger on a hair trigger

Commonwealth

Unable to keep the brim of a shanty from the prying eyes of fish wives and grudge gremlins
The arena rocks gently from one ideology to theme variation and back to the whining jug
The pavers are loose toe stubbers made from fibers capable of growing scar tissue in the lung
A rather prominent collection of the trappings of inspiration make schedules obsolete
A bland committee opens their portfolios and begin to make notes of the great ape
Wind rattles the slipshod shutters of a dilapidated plantation mansion with a lamp in one pane
The illegitimate claims of an ostracized occultist are tossed making mindfulness seem sensual
On the flukes of an awakened cetacean the strange concubine squints into solar flares
The features of the full disc are captured from southern compassion and turned to motivation
Her smooth nude arches over each ear draws poisonous butterflies to mortal pollination
The conspicuous merchandising of the valley floor is mostly ignored
Toting upscale bags and looking bored

Sly Drool

A cadre of festive conspirators mobilize against oppressive storm drain plunger’s bloodlust
Giving the twists of a funeral plot lengthy consideration while breathless burglars pilfer ethics
Rolling hills erased with herbicide and tank tracks hold the thrust of melting imagination
Deadly objects are harmless in the rules of engagement ringing hollow over practice pads
Green cotton canvas covers the planks of maximum utility deflecting depleted uranium
Worthless sinews pull atrophied muscles slow and unsteady while pretend pineapples appear
Pushing the tail of a street vendor’s cart into the furnace of a steel mill making empire rivets
A nest unleashes a stream of pellets and the cart moves closer to the oven with impunity
Regarding the violent transformation with the comfort of precedence ignorant of ovoid
Judgements rain down from the artificial microclimate created by hasty industrialism
Weak leadership sleeps off the ale in a pile of straw under a noble oxcart
Winning the race with a false start

Sandal Bars

The kicked down shiftless gear boxer mutters manifestations of salvation to the pigeons
A lyre hums the fingers of an angel held passive in the pockets of raveled jail trousers
The words come in and are put to one side while the rest of the boxes are stacked
The words come out when the librarian shakes the dust free from deep space environment
Swift arguments are harnessed and put to work for the benefit of rubenesque physicists
Rhetorical boomerangs remove the fingers of undocumented dominatrices grasping at straws
Merchants of reindeer and venison vie for victims of the strongest attachment to this world
The brazen confidence men march toward graphic arts dished out in terrifying precedence
The stream is diverted by a symphony of cellular sycophants and held against biology
Wending around the west side of winter the best hope for theoretical benevolence tours free
The unpalatable dividends of a distant ancestor are consumed in principle backward
The revered politics of awakened waifs are buried in a backyard

Parfait Triangle

Picking up the skull of a small mutt from a cold earthmover and placing a band around her
When the limbs come up she makes no excuse for her hands all over the hips and waist
Reasonable contact is launched into heaven on the left end of an elliptical arm shaped orbit
With the sky over a violent impact a reaction forms behind her ear from aromas of coupling
Her sleepy head rolls to one side when she realizes there is going to be a long association
She motions with her eyes that there is more comfort over her freckled necklace patience
Digging her chin into the shoulder blade to beckon the release of expectation she wills wiles
There is a line about being addicted to beauty but no one will admit it applies to themselves
Volition is low and unnoticed nominally to induce the visualizations of prone duplication
Here the steady breath will recognize her smell answering the waves of kissing dreams
Putting down the femur of aural massage with a sweep of goose bumps diving to the moon
Waiting for the chant to rest in tune


V exile

Looking over the wake of consumed urns of beautiful faces and supple surviving athleticism
The weak morning light of spared surprise soaks through the teabag curtains of the farm
A formal occasion waits for the nervous fidgeting of a daylong series of obsessions to pass
Producers hatch ministrations from toxic bile caused by sodomy and animal cruelty
Bombardments run for years on end and the producer’s gall bladder becomes accustomed
In an operation overseen by the surgeon general and demanded by the commander in chief
The gall bladder is removed and implanted into the thorax of a komodo dragon
The dragon is kept in a cage in dark crawlspace of a white house where it is fed crackheads
The prophesized despot drinks the blood of arms which have been hacked off live refugees
The blood is mixed with dragon bile that comes out of plastic spigot under the lizard’s eye
This ceremonial sacrilege enables the tyrant to glean black visions of further suffering
Fairies titter and unicorns are muttering

Finger Fist

Roaring enthusiasm for a representation of materialism and childish pride in phony republics
A tremorous pathologist wiggles a finger in the air and depraved bullies cheer his gesture
Standing behind a bareback rider skinny and artistic who is rolling her eyes at the hubris
She stretches on tiptoe in the hope that she can catch the amnesiac patriarch in self ridicule
On a screen to the left of four ions a force of nature slowly makes her presence conspicuous
The situational farce family looks at each other in calculated quake zone astonishment
Folk wisdom combines with the instinct of frozen fear to dissolve inertia and move door ways
In the case of this skit the players move to the center of two halves of a white trash trailer
The eggshells are being gingerly trod when of a sudden the whole structure splits in two
A yawning gap appears yet the yokels are resolute in their bland forgetfulness
Keeping extraordinarily calm despite this unsettling turn of events
The right of decision produces a knife edge pendulum to swing
Polarizing everything

Irrational Rightful Association

On the parade grounds a woman and child begin a vigilant quest for boots of escape
With long strides originating in the tentative steps made by a wading bird foraging for smelt
Her sure captivity is descended from the ancestry of a pierced forehead homing for wind
Down through flora coming back from high explosive deforestation disturbed dirt dislodged
Sparkling sheltered water glitters behind budding alders enticing a parallel to champagne
Hurricane force pursuit nipping at the achilles heel of fugitive infatuation with thermal shears
Hopping from rock to rock of black basalt dying by degrees at summit camps overrun
A logjam impedes the last ridiculous cry for help giving solid proof of ancient deluge
Inciting the disused firestorms to overtake oppressive urban genocide and disembowel hate
Hollowing out the carcass of despotism to make a flower pot for chubby sweet peas
Using the almighty monetary usurper as mulch to grow cabbage
Growing a beard to obsolesce baggage

Fetch

Logical reciprocity of freedom for each sentient bag of bones chafes proud power people
Modest power addicts cannot make a mental picture of letting the choice to abide internalize
Continuity of oppression continues with the satisfying rustle of bills before the house burns
Volunteers gather in the manner they are able a cup of stimulants to safeguard false charity
Making the scene of a death struggle by the moronic masses with a set of thrift store shades
Roller blinds become understood with the genius of winking entrepreneurial capitulation
Early solar flares sand the night terrors of dichromate snowflakes and tremens of shock
Bowing at the waist to feckless destiny and stooping to gather the shards of a begging bowl
Another half year is what the remittance works toward in the self-style of free expression
Reacting hard about plans to nurture spontaneous thought and off the cuff lifestyle
Losing attachment with slow past life habituation instead of flash evolution yet acquired
Writing a song with the morman tabernacle choir

Paw Velvet

Wrestling with the task of intellectual consumption of an image of the scatter brained threat
Her eyes are emphasized by the dexterous trails of equatorial termites across a red carpet
Her pale skin and nictitating optic defenselessness engender pity rather than primary terror
A virus hangs on the cliffs of her doughy eyelids dystrophic from junkyard night sweats
Trappings of asian theatre caked on the creases of menacing grimaces relaxed by catatonia
The single least important parameter falls hidden from her view next to the emergency brake
Through the old village she pleads with her consort to let her shoot the moon with trip wires
The chaperon inverts the power structure with patient refusals to let her majesty folly
The dangerous adoption procedure continues with the counsel of enormous elephant strides
A drummer scratches the surface of a paper headed snare with the stylish cool of brushes
A spiritual advisor abandons his daughter into the hands of a trusted associate
The circus atmosphere researches the conductivity of seaweed
Wrapping charcoal in green speed

Shudder Bugle

Whipping the discussion of the arctic gold rush expedition into interminable attrition
Schoolyard stereotypes fall into holes drilled into white ash held with a peg on a red string
Quizzical sulfur scented terror when the monstrosity becomes unwieldy on the vacant lot
Burning grassfires of abandoned mattresses kept concealed from the nine to five lives douse
Obedient bird dogs point the way to pirouetting princesses segregated in cesspool stupor
Suicidal saber tooth tigers crouch near slippery elm emblems and lick the blemishes of cubs
The red eyed perky associations of harlots and drubs come in contact with toxic goth
The alpha female seizes her birthright and assuages the egos of lovers to be
Knighted wisdom for free

Pouring Teachers

Macrophages saunter in laconic sloth to an intersection of a stress fracture of the tympanum
She has hollered an offer to dance the locomotion against the backdrop of ivy covered follies
In the center ring a megaphone is propelled by two truncated legs grounded with long shoes
Sun bleached hair grows up through the adobe pediment of a deliberate environment
Flying cars and futurism appear ridiculous in the hindsight of the stunted evolution racket
A groping hand pinches the haunches of astonished sex objects and fingertip brushes effects
Willing stick figure is pencilled into luncheons while an unruly fop is clapped in truncheons
Dredging machines float a little higher out of the peripheral perception of a channel cat
Spines lying together through the length of coiled waves of light
Ascending thirty degrees right

Forewarn

Questioning legs wander past at eye level sleek and mildly toasted in reaction to heat trauma
Explaining the size and shape of a plume of feathers floating down into a hammock
Another year has gone by with the exacerbation of girl talkative castles before a certain move
Tiny to behold making a pleasant curve held dear to the reminiscence of trivial encounter
The muzzle points down out of the mouth of a cave teeming with slow nurse sharks
Clumsy clandestine dissemination makes deckhands appear precise with flattened posture
Notifying authorities regarding gluteal larceny and unpleasant geometry nauseating idealism
Days of rehearsed wrath witnessing a growing exhaustion wilting fragments of electric pulses
The drawing began too large with no recourse due to the absence of an abrasive remedy
The long axis of a plan view becomes truer to scale with heavier emphasis on the revision
Two dimensions beget a third glimpse of wide arrows moving through theoretical space
Wondering over forgotten disgrace

Lucid Militia


Clarity intrudes uninvited and unappreciated into a heartwarming gathering of modest minds
Thanks pour from a golden tureen of gravy boat naval architects with saucy false pride
The words are read in direct opposition as a weedy witless one-armed apologist spews dialects
The length of compounding pipe feeding the turbines lies in the fold of a river leg
Oceans of mass disperse by the most infinitesimal measure and far east crusts collide
Dullards loll befuddled beyond the dollars of middle class cradle robbers and failed geishas
Steady tall percussive sanctuary reveals her feet tucked under a czarist hospital gown
The burned starch of discarded white collar crime edifies her need for immutable security
Her eyes smile and a confession frees her to lay her wispy hair head on her folded hands
On the downbeat of the word naked she watches for signs of neurotic preoccupation
She watches for any indication
Space station omega

Aside Line Passed Out

Habitual understatement of a starch reinforced posters collage one meter in circumference
From the penthouse of a doomed to be demolished indestructible fortress she wails slander
Coming after theoretical manslaughter with permutations of hypocrisy and incestuous guilt
Under the portable habitat of mildew a creeping fallacy falls on the shoulders of a servant
Tragic gain in elevation with dime store sunglasses and thrift store boots stained with blood
The slow age of thirty years shows in darkness and unnatural illumination of straggle films
Her ivory tower eclipses the goings on of ants below with pennies penetrating to brain tissue
A cross examination begins in rage ending in ridiculous non sequiturs and someone’s slurs
Combing the bear’s fur
To remove burrs

Vicious Bicycle

In the moment of inertia a spinning lure processes counter clockwise due to gyroscopic din
Shaking the remnants of a carton of change down on the bow remodeled by hot pan handles
Filling the land with splinters of super cooled silicon keeping in mind what crones postpone
Feeling the lash of cane removing the impediments to matricidal euthanasia and instruction
The loom of beautiful industry is woven with mechanized jaguars and dragon automatons
A standard crate lurches from invisible propulsion and swallows a pilgrim waiting for barter
A dark paneled den is inviting a riot of retirement to search for a wedge of territorial marks
Dependency on a spongy device for the eradication of solitude becomes all consuming
She was unassuming

Bravado Nation

Letting the multitudes luxuriate in the hedonism of hero worship of the most unlikely icon
Lumpy slacks and real clown hair where a nautical theme is held at bay burning sunbeams
The daughters of the human revolution bought a stupa for courthouse square dance fever
Long black hair and cooler than you smiles to separate the men’s money from boys money
Close fitting little north calorie denim surging seams and patchouli streams pouring free
She moves from the island to the mountains and back in the space of five minutes imagining
She moves her not so special vortex around her single mother in law apartment huffing herb
She moves strings of soporific campers desperate for oral contact in selfish pandemonium
Jungles of dense flowers separate cooler climates from humid bush where the canopy tips
Shunted bunting falls away from the back of a train moving through antimony tawny yaws
Next candidate is fair and places the pleasure of the proletariat where it does the most good
In a coliseum of characters waiting to make themselves wise and taking a wrist toe teetering
Dancing between hoarse whispers with brotherly understanding
Her need demanding

Pop Iris

Wearing the torn pinafore of shame to state championship basketball games dosing cactus
Walking through concrete with a half of the fifth of the south’s comfort nauseating
Listening to the academic assertions of hayseeds and worker bees scrubbing a bronze
Neptune lay on his side with the green corrosion of a mediterranean decay painting his skin
A brush on the end of a long handle as things are accomplished in that part of the world
Light conversation in a romantic vernacular as the restoration is accomplished slow and sure
On the other side of technology a fume is mechanically produced and all need a respirator
Overhearing the cadre discussing a clambake down the block the schedule is unlocked
She helps the cloven terrariums of the unseen half with a well placed hand and a sly smirk
Her maillot inadequately hides the lifting points of a gigantic crate of sicilian tomatoes
Her feet turn in slightly and she holds one arm bent at a right angle with an earnest thought
The city clanks to life in the middle of a marsh the duty of serpents and insects is pondered Small foothold is found and she settles down with translucent yellow vipers and grubs
Through the filaments of muscle tissue the meanderings of multilegged maggots are studied
Leaving the relative safety of a man-made island a trek through stalks of reeds begins
She understands the vagaries of desert winds

They Terrain

Everything thrown at the brevity desire including the statue of liberty play from page four
The shakedown continues like a terminal patient who has only a stubborn greed to survive
The existence of imaginary love interests goes cold with a trip to a mecca of social affliction
Blue glazed ceramic puppets keep time with the sound of the voice of reason dancing pert
The tram lurches through a grove of apricot trees oppressing workers brought to their knees
Waiting until the nightly news dopes run out of hope then giving them the despised enemy
When one tours black pantheons of thugs the lesson plays even cap own plaited paw drone
Ignoring pitiful wails of blubbering babes angling to augur a dependency on subservience
A princess silently cuts the throat of her lover distracted for a moment by an elfin queen
Rocking the restful extremity to stimulated sleep with the help of a swinging pocket watch
Putting crude cosmetics over the blotch

Dim Pressure

Forgoing the redundancy of spectacles engineered out of the architecture of an artist’s sight
Incomprehensible data streams of leg bones wrapped in blueprints for a new raw marry caw
She moves in half moon pirouettes from the dark bus stop downstage to a stark top upstage
Her bindu sweats a cache of otherworld soldiers deciphered by a rosetta encircling her ankle
Two percent of her racing blood finds a tattered map of a pacified archipelago and drifts out
She looks down at her shoes and places the new discovery of rational suffering in her sock
She holds him to her breast and holds surrender of chaos at bay with her sweet breathing
She swings from the trapeze with a red scarf flowing behind and catches her partner’s arm
She lets the sea swell into the pupil of her left eye foaming the cave of creation with urchins
She walks around obstacles to preciousness with second nature in advance of ignorance
She laughs at the water ebbing from the kinky hair of ghetto children
She lies with her neck telling hands to touch
She sighs freckles into afterthought blush

Buried Heirlooms

In an office in the center of an oblivious village a pundit scours a deck for hints of trickery Making the startling revelation of unionized crypt criminals making a living from dead gold
Not yet cold pilgrims wait for coral gables carried across the threshold of a clark’s office
The smell of formaldehyde and geriatricide covers the windows of widows peeking through
The tramp trundles a bundle of bones up the steps leading to a riverboat embarkation
The seedy scout plays cat mouse with a rented sentry who breaks his neck in zealous arrest
Needles bring tranquility to furrowed brows and wringing hands of dislocated debutantes
A pale receptionist speaks slowly distinctly into the mouthpiece of a stainless steel appliance
A battalion of nattering declamators wearing ankle length trenchcoats make hockey moves
The surrogate oppressor uses a complex environment to conceal identity and intention
An angel wonders about honorable mention

She Vacillates

Corn ball tactics to attach leeches to the liver of angry resentment and make possible change
She lets little details of absolute commisionary power slip out of her perfectly beautiful face
Wheeling on a bass string heel from the polite chit chat of egoic possessiveness she grins
A slight revision of the facts agreed upon with a public humiliation thrown in for spite
Using the long distances of brotherly engagement to soften entrenched weakness and pity
An idea comes over her lymph nodes to attach kites to a blade bulldozer as pen and sword
The slander of school chums becomes a pile of loose fasteners in a shed of traded values
A testimonial continues on grounds of forged checks in a footlocker the color of gold water
The goods come in words and claps frustrating a central colony with broken lines of cream
Collecting the revenue of overheard conversations about sound and leading souses out back
The slowest member has a broken back

Odd Things

Moving between the margin of a montane recognition toward dapper derelicts dangling ears
Street tracking by covered monoliths staring down from treetops and out from a pile of junk
Customary adherents sit grounded to the many leafed aquatic flower and pass the hours
A shock of white water lies her hair to the side of morning surf with natural markings intact
She is running a game in the japanese quarter of the downs hoping for a payoff to quit it all
Where the dew meets the decayed rust of summer hay a stand of sparkling caps beckons
She moves away one time too many and becomes a permanent member of an enemy tribe
Churning arms mimic the pretty boy dancing of central stars and enrage decorum of fuzzy
A flock of insecure uncontrolled robots coalesce into a vile hammer flying loose from guns
Humanity is held in strict suspicion while some part of the psyche is made the master of all
Guggenheim platonics ignore the handshake of seaboard brotherhood brooded for decades
Placing a bouquet of flowers in a stockade

Draw Pop Presence

Aiming at life through the edge of a bowie knife in hands of flying library patriarchs idled
Pieces of borrowed entitlement moved from an erstwhile molestation gaily hidden as gallery
Slabs of lecherous manipulations carried out in ceremonial falsity by unusual masterminds
An orange sheet of magnetic typeface endures the mark up of a white haired surgeon
Things that differentiate the end product of a warrior are struck out and the sails are lowered
The sage of suspended animation dunks a little dipper into a stainless flask of wavy laughs
On the grounds of sled teams she lounges in luxurious fur and toasted oriental tea leaves
An acre wide banner proclaims the manner of conveyance to engineers in flat earth denial
Rows of nimble machines are massaged to nearby arctic extremes by a devoted a electorate
A hexagonal reference to fill up screws falls into an oxidizing chaos of foreboding danger
Torqued blades of grass indicate the presence of forces associated with pilfered ratchet sex
A scouting party reports the imminent deployment of a pair of dice lost in the woods whole
Placing the polygonal calibration of a spoken repair in the percussion section the bee won
Ignoring the flares of the sun

Dredge Locksmith

Driving through a bird denatured to four one way lanes of bowling drab green tidal flats
She shifts down through the turn signals of french bread horns protruding from the left side
She keeps her delicate foot to the cherry wood floorboards sips a cognac soaked snowball
A salivating mongrel runs along side with a tube of lipstick pointing toward a fire hydrant
She drops her hands from the top of the wheel into her lap and chews a hole in the ice floes
A hat made out of a can of olympic pyramid water and yarn forks off left to the other city
She adjusts the radio and snubs her cigarette while folding the map of wrong way truckers
This is the thousand miles of high plains drifting over the evaporated sea floor of eternity
She curls up with her head held to a hip flask and ponders the weight of her herculean task
Her wedding ring catches a mercury vapor gelatin capsule of buzzing brightness
A bed of sharpened pencils will support the weight of her if it is distributed properly
Spending the night on pinball property

Renewed Open

The sound of her voice held in strict confidence and not letting on the binary attachments
Star gazing in the water tower shadow the encounter floats on eyes fixed to their corners
Waiting for the invading hordes of smart hormones and true discovery in equal parts atoned
She explains other worlds and crosses her leg over the world which merits most exploration
She can’t comprehend physical quandaries of indigency with a deep green leaf in her mouth
One hand on the tiller and forward leaning vicissitudes cleft with a finish bow in purple
The shaggy houseguest shambles up from the cellar and stands along a marble credenza
The blind widower suspiciously considers the odor of druid hospitality and gives cross vim
A french lieutenant manipulates the inheritances of mossy stonewalls in a driveway of jaws
In a hive the queen presides over the lives of collective buzzers and declaims transitory wax
The alternative to her apology comes from a place of desperation and causes more alienation
Wandering through a library with eyes alert for extra trestles costumed in shiny silk blouses
She wants to buy and sell houses

Post Enlinteled

A box of electrons provides therapeutic companionship for a highly evolved garden party
The error of taking credit for the finite pool of common ideas shows telltale indications
Placing levitating energy of shivering ecstasy on the cage of concepts the enclosure climbs
Teaching the technique from the other side of herring bones with a crackling intensity
The cupping in reverse causes thought to flourish regarding moving things amid awe
A confession pours out of the cold black evening abandonment and nestles in everyone
A poorly lit room of inexpensive brown consciousness turns to hedonism and orgiastic din
Moving down a cone bearing avenue toward tropics of dancers throwing pulp at more toms
A wrench in the works moves from hand to hand combat while a freak show passes blue
She admits to art what the world wants to remove by robbery she works art nouveau in red
She is moving her precious pieces with worthless gratuity willing to give them as interviews
Her heart feels the inappropriate shudders of forced quorums hammering on her liver
She feels the true songs over her head when the confusing collection kisses her on the stairs
She wonders when and where

Curio Shopping

Sundry addiction to newness forsaken for the less commonplace routine of amassing aged
The imponderable fisher hooking into uncatchable prey that will present a gritty dilemma
Showing the teeth marks of long departed terrible beasts with indifferent warnings of peril
A simple rope trick with willowy limbs and hair tied together at artistically random points
She smiles through timid hazeltine oblivion her lightning blue sparked eyes over complacent
Pollen damned andante time causing a watery substance to accumulate in the optic region
A bath break from artificial dissemination of the facts as they appear on a secure terminal
The stream is broken by a happenstance intrusion of a stocky farrier throwing horseshoes
The distant donnybrook entices with morbid wonder sickening sounds of flesh colliding
The ongoing routine of stowing company property continues with steady base predictability
An immense circuit is traveled through childhood submersion terminating televised display
She is sitting at her desk in an unnatural environment inconceivable with a stack of letters
Her photogenic foil enters from the side of the fabricated capsule of technology tall as sky
Boxing robots spark carved from a lie

Blow Nuptials

A lethal landslide site is borrowed to make magic lanterns project images on a far object
Gravel spitting royal jibes intravenously occultate leaden longbows with fistfuls of pebbles
Chaff repulses sensations of thinking intuition and feeling protected from greedy machinery
The pup jackknifes the payload where a stray stone can kill if left behind on the trailer hitch
The conversion has the integrity of boomtown facades suddenly filled with foam beans
A martial artist drops a star into jet puffed smack eroding a stack of copper caps arms wide
The nocturnal debasement persists into carnival communications and marriage reservations
The bride of serpentine inducements allows as how she could drop her copious saddlebags
A catalog misrepresents the merchandise of a discount house as something more exclusive
She sits on her excuses

Favor Day

An ageless squirrelly oppressor waltzes past numerically quantified spatial relationships
A blow by blow chronology is reported from the heavyweight challenge describing thunder
A shred of vital information comes over the cable from above a ladies man lost in love
The anti lock braking system of an early decade model is held up for example to aspiration
The brawling bully careens back and forth between dun pastures and new cleared raw land
Ridiculous accounting for fifty chaotic descriptions in the hope of the present document
Fists landing with earth shattering ferocity while both sides of an animal mind are articulate
A young brave runs into the legs of a horse and is paralyzed with incapacitating sorrow
Waiting for the rescue of a single train of thought plunged through the midline of maternity
An unwieldy collection of seemingly necessary articles are amended and edited ruthlessly
A shoe is held at the hip and made to fly through the imaginary airspace of lured interest
The tiny contraption rolls noisily to a stop and the tea party slurps the last of their juleps
The energy curves of storage devices are either a slow ramp or a plateau that drops rapidly
Another fantasy factory

All of Branch Water

Considering the unacceptable alternatives of infected dreams and rotting brainstorms
She calls with a few seconds of interested detachment and ego boosting references to verse
The same voice attached to the same insecurity with movies continuing beyond pleasantries
The rocket waits on the launch pad with sweaty fingers hovering over important buttons
Some stray current flows across asian braided noodle wraps causing her to develop ideas
How to bring the tribe together for her benefit again with no dole or soup line to remit
The technician lights a cigarette and wonders about the recivitism of nicotine addicts
The smoke dangles from his lips and an ash falls onto beads of sweat and down the console
The sweaty ash drop drips between the stray spark and the important button lights up
Her dress billows in the sky as the rocket climbs through the offshore mists of the gulf
Heading with heat seeking singleness of mission the missile brushes her ankle to target
Alarm bells hard to forget

You Have Won New Voice

Examining the water column of tap water cloudy with suspended gasses revealing injustice
She stepped into the back of a cruiser flashing the feminine semaphores of naval messages
She had received advanced data to suggest the probability of logistic opportunity and waited
Loitering in the area holding station with collapsing benevolence and disadvantageous edges
Her uniform became an article of evidence along the santa monica peers of her puberty
Sending the zealot to the house of an enemy has all the earmarks of migratory culture kill
Her swinging organs left unprotected easily identified as physiologically counterfeit
She attempted to compensate with a congregation of innocent pretending tiny tyrants
Green supple and short of stature the blood red eyes betraying the hatred in childish form
Watery wist overcoming the rage of wrongful accusation and false representation
A document serving to fight one falsity with a tangible article of fabricated falsity
Reporting intellectual paucity

Warm Other

Finding the attraction of traipsing through yesteryear powerfully hypnotic with strong pain
She calls the number committed to memory calls the imagination in to soothe her psyche
She protracts her lips to the receiver with acute angles measured fine with a bevel square
She dangles her hips to field the physical questions of the familiar positions and playing
Answers pour out of hungry sidewalks supporting a cast of characters sitting at portraits
A confidante of overlapping skull plates waits for the bottom line to enumerate the list
Reading the next best book that will make life fall into the tooling of mass production
Turning to the higher latitudes arms at right angles and conventional dancerly chugging
The actress arrives to take the order and gives orders interviewed by a loyalist audience
Hardly a pat on the belly for luck before decorum dictates standing when a woman entered
Her ethnicity is now apparent as she makes a stilted speech about the similarity of brothers
She closes the window at the first snow laden bough breaking and sits on the floor bedside
She wants the blue light reflected off the snow to make her feel passionately young again
A lifetime in the lions den

Dull Ooze

Wearing an outward appearance of conformity overcompensatory additions to opposite sex
She walked away from the still moist mud up the poignant stairs of blinding animal instinct
Her robe secured around her narrow waist bumping her hip to hip along the festival trail
Her ways of showing the novitiate falsely construed by naïveté as another social opportunity
Her sublime eyes and stick straight hair the touch of her hand in hip to hip standing squares
A litany of conundrums plumbing the depths of ideological collage and matrimonial mirage
A reasonable frequency of intimacy and the physical spectacle of gregarious unity foregone
She threw the papers in the air and began to study the effects of verdant plotting of her grid
Her fuzzy cheekbones laugh to bring follicles growth and purge disconsolate self criticism
A thousand thoughts of her quick step arrive in one instant collecting a future consortium
Flattening and deflating distortion

Descending Scale

Fancy kitchen of royalty appointed with travertine appliances shouting confusing alliances
Deciphering the appetites of immature beings by trial and error rather than exact intuition
A rummage sale article of divine communication speech is muted by hook disembowelment
Offering the well rounded medley in due course the youthful dissenter chooses to abstain
Ending the right of decision with the deforestation of ancestral greenbelts fanning out wide
Surprise giving way to the anima of endocrine fission arising base of spine from a fork tine
A layer of cherished celebration is methodically delaminated from the inside of a carillon
Outside of the summer house handed down and down the excluded child begins to realize
A plains dust storm moves over the finely polished surface of a coveted musical instrument
Taking tiny amounts of wax into the unjust wind and into the jet stream across the atlantic
Depositing economic panic

Precious Offerings

Witnessing ecstatic nanometric dawn from the categoric disbelief of characters held caged
Obsessing mildly but fruitlessly on the outer shell of the grossest concept until focus comes
She walks away up the stoop a steps into her boot suit dan in the minds eye one of sea eight
She makes contact with preconceived expectations incomprehensible with another’s reality
She disappears into longing of the durable history of withdrawal on life support by clinging
She moves over the mouth with one touch moves over the lips and tongue with willfulness
She nurtures the highest aspiration of advanced life with a spectacular subtlety of lust
Moving light on sure feet running well past the need for external devices to demonstrate joy
Constructing the circuit in modules complete unto individual totality universally compatible
Integrating blissful babble

Gas Giant Irises

Jovian colored contact improvisation boulder circles port land or riverine inconsequentiality
Acting cool table cripple popping wheelchairs with a dew rag reverently wrapped on a wrist
Understudy of a flock buddy talk one way speechwriter with lady of the nighter toe polish
On the one plank of immersion the crone is garroted by blind incensed coercion solid state
Looking for a locker to forget the oppressor into confession maker trips an unbuttoned fly
Dogs of war slip easy from extracted grapefruit seeds turned into a stainless steel laundrette
Lecturing on the arrival of truth conspicuously absent in youth safely said it seldom comes
Moving through garrisons of egoic comparison with an unsympathetic swagger of freedom
Counterclockwise upward spiral in institutional raw concrete two opposing files pass judges
Two bucks for a wench seems like an unfair advantage for the oddsmaker lady reluctant
Harmony unfragmented despite destruction

Sub Lawn

Deciphering unconventional preferences with fresh enthusiasm pouring out of pragmatism
Spurious duplication of effort trailing a missing hand in the water which was never found
Droning power tool telegraph tone institutes a cloying attachment from a red strobe zealot
The imprimatur hides stony behind the contrived minds simmered by simple selfish excess
Making requests for bon-bons on a pillow fashioned out of the skin of the non-remunerated
Waking dreams of black heavens obliterated by a purple talon stretching out menacingly
She awakes to find her lab coat moving along on phantom power toward the photographer
Her strange shuffle follows the encounter with intellectual spontaneity small and endearing
She makes quick movements of her eyes to indicate her desire to accompany the symphony
Her pleasing appearance sends visitors back to the beige galaxy coalescing in dead lunacy
She speaks the king’s english with the delicacy of a queen’s marionette strung out and cold
She starts big and bold

Ebb Sundown

Making serious inquiries into photographs of party leadership noting successor proximity
Wanting to pull strings of deft expertise finding fingers fouled with yo-yos not puppets
Orange raw slipping into the valley of the necropolis down in millennia or lo siento mucho
Being chased ominously through the self storage facility shaped in buried eight sided dice
Warehoused for a while the molted matter muttering in a canopic bucket as the soul reunites
Fair ocean influence on sand without the moisture variables deciding emotional coleslaw
The monarch declares the reign will take monthly administration of viscous cash injections
Brownstone sympathetic vibration transmits the arrangement of appointments and sleeping
She waits out of the periphery of hope for accompaniment with arc welding eyes drowsy
In one southern hemisphere rotation each likely nest is overflown analyzed for suitability
She is coiled up on the floor waiting patiently for the hovering half of actualization to land
Curled hardwood together to withstand

Bygone Zone Known

Midsummer intoxicated adolescents pry a crowded bandstand apart with gushing hormones
Their hard softness comes closer to repression reflex with the warning of an idol’s red ears
Slippery dresses and impaled underwear wet with regret changing places with a young thing
A bronze medal thrown through the center of monte carlo dancing the bump with cocktails
She drools a little down the seatbelt losing her neck muscles until her shoes arrive upchuck
The sweat of unmet expectations balls up on the lip of novelties greased from garbage can
Confession comes with the serum of early retirement and trust fund remittance persistence
Her breath has the cold duck cluck with a twang of confetti and flashbulbs hot bubbled blue
Addiction to conflagration the small gruel steward is handicapped by a smothering mother
She raises the village every morning with her clear and piercing passions from her minaret
Each night she paces the hamlet

Breast Cellar

Merchandising a manuscript by bringing the beautiful faces closer to a feeling of vast space
The beauty influence is strong in the humble vagabond blondes of vertigo corneas scratched
A long list of lipids are placed in the midsection for the situational gluttony of glad mutton
Mutinous hooligans refuse to withdraw the insulin distortions of stout drink in paper cups
The pancreas collapses in fantastic gasps and the eyes turn red from amputated femininity
Uncle clasps his hand to his chest and grimaces thoroughly displayed in street hinduism
A distorted near obliterated tattoo indicates slavery at one time long ago when tribes fought
The complete conspiracy moving from the city into the farm from sinister dirt bombers idea
Woodblock botch edict printing and percussion in one wondrous innocent judgement
Plinking finger picking on geometric japanese guitars by blubbering frustrated rock stars
She is walking back to the bus stop in slow motion with a stryofoam cup in her perfect teeth
Showing the way to peace

Administration Dressed

Warmly thanking the supply of the nature of things by moving toward difficulty without gut
Taking the overwhelming adversities of slow idleness by the genitals with a solid grasp
Making the dwindling undermined productiveness of inspiration succumb to the will of her
Letting the remarkable creativity of artistic genetic preponderance follow the destined course
Flushing sounds in the ears of tank drivers lost in the clear waters of persistent bereavement
Anatomical dysphoria antagonized by idealization waging a pitched battle of the imagination
She moves in front of the television with her narrow hips swathed in olive drab and bangles
She pulls the hand off the davenport to the top of the stairs footing pieces of loved canvas
She sits on an easel waiting for a slow loving dialogue to begin around her face and breasts
She lets her voice carry out the commands of kissing without mass production interference
She allows the use of her body for the angels to practice the preaching of their vacuous vice
She grants the wishes of a timid supplicant building delicate devotions to her thin waist
She gently holds the white brilliance of mild lovers inside the top of the end of a sprung asp
The face to her breast clasped

Why Dangle

Withering the accepted understanding of days of the weak covalent forces at work within
Taking the shipping lanes over the bounding main in a cat rather than the olive branch
Shifting shape between the consumption of incarceration pigments mixed with spitballs
Accruing days with the worrisome frequency of frozen music marking primate research
Mountaineering with a forward bended escapee unfamiliar with life saving royal flora
She gardens expectations of easy nests feathered with beautifully exotic unique antiques
She stands higher than the teutonic blood of an astonished observer waiting for winter
Heating degrees kept insulated from short copper wires neatly exposed at the powerhead
Flashbulbs lying together on automatic exposure bending back to fleshy lips quipping
Amplitude modulation with both hands cobra to her lovers arms pressing her down
Leaving her body without a sound

Dashboard Stub

Memorizing the world fair route by asphalt plowed under the green of an interbay course
Patchy gravel collecting a vacated family tournament of dumped roses and clumped rouge
Waving ribbons of highwaymen casing wandering elephantine car wash thunder pineapples
Plunging a pickpocket into telephone justification by the corner eye surveillance of rogues
Going through the bookmarks of literary midgets mustering the arms of frightened thieves
Carrying out the bovine justice of xenophobes and propagandists of depraved human nature
Sucking air through the teeth of disbelief at the disrobing color of flesh and blood spectacle
Cutting her dolls from coasters taken from empty companionship stranded on river bars
Signing her enslavement with a glance of pleading hope hard and distinct in her soft face
Jungle water mixed with snake sweat and vermiculite quickening bleary eyed sandstorms
She rolls over in a pool of tea seeping out of black mushrooms and rubber tree roots
Tasting her bobbing fruit

Suitable Asylum

Wandering through minor latitudes with a mind to love the mild maternal islands vibration
Risking the termination with expedient finality the grasping reflex of a vulnerable pilgrim
Blacking out the report of a beekeeper without any suit of armor to mask the scent of fear
Dredging up strings of primes with acute perplexing reliability out an inhuman set of places
Waiting with the patience of a condemned defendant assured of a depraved process
Acting naturally from the satiated ecstasy of documented primate research caloric intake
A pile of concretions catching the yellows of the daughter of a distant leaf processed
Hoarding the evil treasure from a more moderate monkey with flight response violence
Seducing the inanimate love interest of a deep pool searching for pain management
Marketing the millions segregated by swarms of junkyard sentimentality in clover tea
Talking about a grammatical trinity with fabricated joviality and added caregiver concern
Watching the eyes roll back from brain injury and peeling off paper portraits of bureaucrats
Executed by bubbling vats

Esso Derrick

Excluding the ever renewing process by deliberately concentrating on task oriented genius
Driving up self motivation values by careful fostering of personal efficiency eighty twenty
Inspiring tours of western switchbacks through the windfalls of autumn water locked land
Negotiating the limbs of soft embrace establish by persistent advertisements on the cornice
Shining the black smoothness of treasured consumption with fatuous oblivious absurdity
Suffering the absence of central european emblems of superior oppression with aggression
Exploring the dim recesses of silent mausoleums monumentalizing isolated countrified cots
Observing appurtenance bestrewn menageries of decommission threatened service stations
Calling the response of authority infatuated health care laborers with a cyclic rotation device
She had cut her hair with the help of a boomtown drilling rig with expected results
Somehow carrying herself with dignity despite the pathetic comprehension of pitiful plight
A curly leaf ilex plays the maracas in windy bronchitis resulting from addiction to fire
She allows herself to be scalded dog sired

Raw Chest Turn Why

Rotating the crops of hillside terraformed concealment in pedigree obsessed neighborhoods
Interrupting the social obligations of a former surfer groupie and veterinarian contemplator
Attempting to inveigle intimacy with a flock of esoterics gathered in the rarified air of status
Observing casual costume changes which puts the period on a declarative negative sentence
Hanging around the gallery in the hopes a commission falls out of an obese sack of money
Fooling the sense of common ground with wishes wandering around in lace underclothes
Shouting parallel to the north city duplex one final offer of a scant handful of empire sand
Documenting the advance of life in the hue of her hair and the lightness of her thick ankles
Rolling down an elephant track in a single place trailer of burley temporary contrivance
Manipulating nearly ineffective controls between pauses in the traffic ready to overtake
Enduring the stress from an impossibly interminable pace of hobbled mechanical advantage
Placing extraordinary value on a night spent in unavoidable contact with infantile swaddling
Dividing the spoils of safari expeditions to nitrogenating crops sown in the grain of walnut
Taking cubes incarnate

Grate Society

Enriching the least appropriate numbers of falsified outward authority with more primitivity
Walking into an art nouveau front room finding the face of abstinence chubby with respite
Proving the flaccid reasoning of bong huffers erroneous in myriad ways of repressed sums
Sucking the explosions of consciousness out through the second hand tutelage of novitiates
Cutting through the triplicate of institutionalized benevolence with boron copter dropped
Renovating the eye angle of a yellow tableau rail tall and thin putting to shame other shapes
Doubling over from her solar plexus feinted too slow joe up high in the sky sandal whack
Differentiating the stray dog smile from the real acceptance of the lesson drilled attention
Making no deserving curls of the lips instead of staring at the rising sun of perseverance
Approaching from behind in her secure assurances of ordinated characters arranged gridded
Clasping the right hand with her left she asks rhetorically what the lust affair amounts to
Answering before a lepidopterist can swoop a net her reply comes tantalizingly near to zero
Holding the future of vanity in obeisance with her lovely cycles of beautified sustenance
Hearing the words of guilt ringing through the fullness of eternity
Accepting cosmic paternity

Kg Low Culls

Finding both halves of a twenty spot she mistook for permanent instantaneous enmeshment
Querying the light turnout from a state of hysteria fabricated out of conflict stones forbade
Taking one half of her altar ego to the island villa portrayed in the chromatic dust of moths
Donating both pieces to undocumented science while a child feeds pie to spectral presence
Standing achingly close to her elbow thrown into rocky ribs her hair making a bouquet
Scraping the wonderful resins of incense mixed with her diet of grains and expensive oils
Riding the strange scooters of step through eccentricity to color mixed glazing shake drinks
Honoring four generations of left tenants gone to sea with tall ships crisscrossed in brass
Sculling the tiller of a shallow draft condemnation through dead calm encircled coal voices
Reaching out with hungry lustful lungs her hip thrust out to support a child in the making
Frequenting the places of artistic endowment to covetously grasp talent for selfish wrought
A wistful thought

Germy In Eights

Communicating in the raspy rhetoric of callous deception and prideful of stealing falsities
Eulogizing the squandered ease of golden year perpetuity with a chainsaw screaming waste
Analyzing the draconian decisions of one time authority figures turned into earwax and tv
Reminiscing the adrenaline replacement experiment when triggered by dirty tweaked hood
Hearing the hero worship echoing over the minarets of mask media and through cult meets
Feminizing the adipose tissues of helper species lifting karma out of a slum on brown cube
Brushing the lips across her earlobe sliding down a cheekbone through her eyes to tongue
Shopping for hands in prayer not touching with a guidance through ten trillion universes
Accounting for the perfect alignment of two pieces of a book still forbidden to be written
Believing the lie perpetuated by malicious insecurity vanity greed ignorance avarice jealousy
Following the line of innocence through an immense carpeted village square in march step
Dancing around difficult choices in the way of providing energy to the one and the many
Carving the imprimatur of a lake city into the palm at six over treated plies of wood
Proving wrong the assessments of cynical deburred jerks harvesting ill gain warped
Lighting the torch

Dew Peer

Comparing the faces of half exclusive swollen eyelids engorged on dilated oily capillaries
Beginning the decade of grabby grubstake tree house mother’s little soldiers of force tuned
Undermining the economy of scaled composites with fraud schemes cantilevered by bascule
Determining the velocity of a paper cup of ferment hop by the patterns of skinny india ink
Amplifying the platitudes of broad shouldered blabbermouths seen through a doorway
Fingering the fretboard of headstock weaponry used to push stage interlopers off at leads
Sliding a chrome chord past a seawall hatchet with open sea tuning ruining the prostration
Pushing hips toward eventual connection of soul flamenco libido with incognito repression
Bending the notes of harried consumers shopping for records in drastic plastic graphic fire
Straightening the arms of a city destined embraced bad speed rodeo groupies and the horse
Polishing the crystal of profit motives pulled from the throbbing rectum of capitol queens
Living within tea town means

Times Quandary

Wondering how long she will make the waiting seem unending leaves fall on her boxes
Smelling the sweet ripeness of brilliance kinked in the brown down of buried reward
Curling around the chilled heart of a mad drone on a stump pulled the security blanket tight
Running around the street side of condoned ways westward tripping on bums tilting danger
Penetrating the constructivism of peat tertiary citified canals eroding the banks of knee vows
Realizing the deficit of relegated lineage built over the ruin of her infantile goblet of waves
Erasing the surplus of authority with pure light unencumbered with masses febrile weight
Walking easily from adolescent displeasure through sedentary goldbricking to trekking old
Cogitating the national places of pyre extinguished with a wave of a willow fashioned lyre
Engendering the sine of the crushed brow of catastrophe moving lower than a landslide
Reflecting on extractions giving rise to strange alignments in a jaw of temporal dysfunction
Going for the junction

Piece Pike

Caressing the abrupt shoulder of withdrawal from intimacy in the design of sanitariums
Believing the better half in a forced laugh a wink and an elbow to the ribs of sexy fugitives
Stoking the furnace of solace with mummified recollections of antiquated solstices sedated
Witnessing the perjury of the littlest king’s dharma formulated out of the fear of his mama
Championing the clause of a stipulated order of remuneration with ignorant blinding greed
Dragging the bottom of a slow river moving mountain of mud mostly liquid frigid and gelid
Gilding a panhandle barroom brawl in suburban sprawl of the while you waitress worldly
Buying the braggart daggers of detestable suggestions envious of every idea stolen alone
Placing her extra narrow italian toes on the center of the largest bowl of bones in the body
Shelling the unfortunate combatants with her filly accent cultured over a protested friend
Bludgeoning blue-blooded bureaucrats with a chrome cat of nine tails of two sitting bullies
Animating schematic diagrams of wooden horses playing paranoid piccicatos at the fire
Loving her tight stomach with a clenched jaw and a scream through the walls of the summit
Taking what is wanted from it

Whipsaw Rimshot

Fielding a team of threshers through valleys of the sun and rivers of gunwale spring lines
Bending toward the light of life gone since promenade serenades echoing faint glint in eyes
Leaning closer to the retreating daffodil slowly catching the calyx with sheer exuberance
Ganging the surrounding pitch of sister competitors in witness to the rare beauty of primacy
Waving a fragrance over socialization in the green akin painted temple physical fanciness
Conglomerating random pieces of a fragmented core with folkloric diaspora of scandinavia
Reclining in the easy overgrown underbrush of sex at first blush feeling drained in victory
Ironing out the principled wrinkles of periwinkle pupils dilated into diamonds of desire
Rolling around hooker carpets in convoluted resolutions of abstinence from codependency
Waking to the assuring warmth of hearth stoked to fast flame letting the fat melt into oil
Cajoling sworn separation into blissful integration with a kiss and a squeeze of weak knees
Succumbing to the lovely disease

YF Beater

Hauling coal to new castles made of dunes of northern boneyards guarded by mean hounds
Beckoning sensitive ferns to grow under the stark spotlight of deceptive drama inclusion
Reminiscing on the maybe or maybe not of a hot affair worn away by sad sandblasting acid
Telling nature to take five forces in six senses of tension lines of disaster movie over play
Spilling storm surge pushing the delta of silt back into the kidneys of careless mistresses
Washing the white flag of piqued waves rolling out the floating effort of high tight blighters
Swimming share will barked before a shallow dive into the murk of noxious aquatics
Pulling into the traffic controller along the festival perimeter with selfish false obliviousness
Bluing steels of rust belt propelled pony carts asthmatic transmissions and anemic seatbelts
Crossing the tea bones of dotted idolatry loose turns past prairie market condoned sitters
Parking strip over drive under steer veering up the curb your pet put flame to cigarette
Straining to hear the unmuffled sneer of hardly even an engine wound up fit to break
Stuffing in all it will take

Double Dribble

Coursing through sympathetic vibration in crash courses of the peers of altering prostration
Wincing at the musty smell of thrown away hypocrisy at discarded depravity harping eerie
Disproving the ignoble opponent of articulate abstinence with easy words of pict numbers
Printing circumspect digital telephony with forgiven identity embezzlements of pot wholes
Listening rapt to a line of reasoning long ago making unpredictable changes in course
Knowing surely the quartermaster is corrupted to some south sea red light insensitivity
Making endangering drug deal announcements with life threatening napoleonic nonchalance
Valuing the act of harm as detestable with the flick of a lock blade and sobbing remorse
Sparing the full contact of pointed steel two atoms thick at the temporal joint threads bleed
Drying blood on beige linoleum providing the final tableau of necessary pathetic spectacle
Looking away from the sociopathic degradation of a once brilliant computer scientist scion
Choosing suffering over dying

Dubbed Dialogue

Astonishing encyclopedic knowledge of everything to do with popular culture immaturity
Crossing a strain of industrial grade planks with eastern blocks of ice fog beset diesel truck
Undermining the scheme of snowbound end swapped forded streams in pushcart play
Turning tires of soft compounds in a lathe of teflon responses around the parking garage
Bearing the differential speed of centripetal skid pad excess with trick rider bed jumping
Coming from the district of a numb view to find the trunk of a hacked cad ill lacking cab
Rummaging through a heaped high failure to cut the mainstream mustard handed down
Saving a pauper’s grave from the ignominy of fraudulent poor on paper fakers flaking off
Backing out of the wound with a match to the backside oblivious to attempts to hitch up
Texturing the quarter panels of an eighty something sit down back seat driving over grief
Giving a dirty you asexual innuendo suddenly riding shotgun shouting metal condolences
Taking a wrong exit stage right before the eyes of shame sputter under river rock blindness
Suggesting hairy maneuvers of bad luck north end superstitions last match sidewalk surfing
Groveling in grateful border town grottoes of banal requests for pacifist broadcasts
Subsuming to an enlightening fast

Astrogeology

Piloting her lee over the lip of an underwater temporary worksite into pieces too short to fit
Worrying over a lecture on merits of masculinity when an obvious concern is right handed
Drifting into wheels as high as a person from inattention to events without overcorrection
Confronting the veracity of transpiration with skid marks from a check in the mail fraud
Running the length of a liquid petroleum gas tanker with her short hair between the fingers
Breaking the tension with intelligence consistently the resource of immediate salvation
Rescuing hope in the perpetuation of the species by making her laugh at ridiculous truth
Following the head and shoulders of the other end of the phone to a hundred purring links
Ending up indecisive about the need to reach out for the wonders of trusting her whim
Bothering to interrupt a global indigestion positioning system with minor league stealth
Consuming wireless wealth

Crowning Precipice

Deafening the morning solo leading away from a gymnasium membership in the order
Arranging the super cheese pieces of a cb radio seven hundred grains of mahogany column
Rolling a train on a tall marching snare with dime store mallets of black mike wind filters
Cracking back the thumb of zealous novices unable to pull the stroke of awkward lumpiness
Interfering with a roll to make a better spectacle for the masses by looking for white sticks
Remembering a cache of implements somehow teleported to just offstage within easy reach
Muting the head with paralyzed percussion in the paper plate weaponry of gator hunting
Clapping irons on replication of popcorn ball merchandising of wit without embarrassment
Feeling the soft underbelly of concentrated fat with regret for sucking down pus quotas
Sitting on a stump next to a grape arbor in the senior party yard when the stew boils over
Making the easy recognition of punks come to extort whatever is available and calling out
Pouring the contents of a schoolbus onto yellow grass of fearing red neck turf domination
Shouldering up defend the outcast difference of weaker warriors with supernatural resolve
Pairing off the belligerents with razor sharp sandals and a coxswains cone for execution
Retreating into the hostile mob until clearly noticed with an announcement of innocent lies
Pushing the back of knees into an antique mirror out the deck onto a canyon of wet sand
Pioneering a brick in each hand

Tube Face

Molding white frosting around the legs of a drum major on an incline toward high numbers
Raining cellophane over black lungs confused into destruction by a bale of virgin acreage
Weakening the bond of context conjured from one time left to dry and reconstituted over
Surrendering the passion of attachment for obsession of detachment in heightened vigilance
Hurrying to prey on the cheeks of salmon left discarded by grizzly modeling robber barons
Updating the file run across the edge of nervous teeth under the cuticle of an ingrown toe
Putting the roof of the world back into exploitation rations dripping once per lunar cycle
Thinking forward in flabby egomania to days of glory while cavities rot and bellies sag sad
Hearing the wave of indistinguishable electron groans bleeding in a torrent of skull fractures
Dragging a double pick over the saw tooth mountains of a four forty round wound eel
Grinding a squeaky wheel

Mess Lobotomy

Prettying up the place with strafing streams of full metal jacketed janitorial equipment
Wringing in the earlobe distortion of dishes in pierced labia betraying drunken bacchanalia
Ostracizing foreign born gubernatorial glory holers bent on hauling a golden state ashen
Finding a wedding band rung up the ladder of success sucked dry to four hundred degrees
Dragging sheepish targets up from below the dashboard in the high sun of disturbed dirt
Bending to the hail of lead in dread of death along stark vista light seventy four avocado
Sending in the acetylene loft balloon to produce a percussion wave recalibration of film
Panning across the screen to where she is destitute on dole with a mind to sell the holy hole
Keeping the quest for the almighty funny money secreted by forgetfulness of where it is
Catching a shot of her mouth sending some trouser trapper south with the ruse of auto shop
Smoldering explosions of cinematography onto the flat tinkle of tin siding tattered in shreds
Escaping in slow gravel burn them off of pike peak hill climbing vines of bean stalking
Moving hips while talking

Femoral Artery Idiot

Quartering amber waves of grain futures in a bow tied up lighthouse keeper idle or wilder
Shortening the scope of the exercise for the sake of long distance lust come by chill water
Lighting biscuit fish in a dun gourd cut hat wise and a webbed chimney fanned by a waiter
Cracking a code of thieves with a sheaf of generous disbelief jaws slack in new clear winter
Breaking the small koi in half to stoke the prolific drama vegetable furnace of missing wire
Chasing wild fires into grass of camera units assigned to lie on commanded tuition warfare
Skipping every other piece of support on a climb to the summit of volcanoes without waver
Sheeting the yoke of fraternity in interferent obstacles to close relation to a bound wayfarer
Working the steep hills of over parked grains to produce a gratifying hybrid of sex wonder
Watching her shrift blow and wander

Red Leg

Making a place in her mind for the story of commissions and grants and year long projects Fidgeting in fear of rejection in the foyer of an old flame fed up with delays in the schedule
Marketing spin dried shivers up her coveted spine and out the treacherous ends of serpents
Calling to remind an artisan of prior commitments to display affection for her paper attaches
Promising to deliver the goods when good and ready to wear the cloak of immortal fire
Numbing the ache of rejection slowly constructed out of a plan to eliminate the primary foe
Gazing past drizzle at her slow developing recessive movements flanked by cherished charm
Gnawing at unpredictable obelisks erected on the spot of a battle waged against selfishness
Luring easy attraction out of wary indifference by using horse medicine and moon dances
Waiting for her true acceptance with calculated patience and apprehensive optimism
Belying the fact she hasn’t called yet

Cochlea Tardy

Mourning the death of threatening codependence on tyrannical scientists gone to the dark
Making a list of fourth inventories from which to execute the plan of total brutal retribution
Giving away a pocket full of radioactive yeast with which a pitch is made into wart water
Stacking cleverly packaged poison inside swimming sea deed romps dixie cup bottoms up
Waiting for a break in a column to thrust two flashes forward over questionable aggression
Picking out the belligerent agitator milling around in a poorly portrayed association of vice
Wielding the spite of rejection with the skill of a ninja schooled in a litany of weapons
Creaming the gears of derailed contemplation with oil extracted from bitter seeds
Building a store of assured destruction out of freedom purchased with charming guile
Reaming the ends of reeds to breed a breathing apparatus for lethal environmental collapse
Brushing the broken bits of death sticks down the front of a houseless warm winter sweater
Giving the pathetic one better

Have Free

Spinning titanic disks with left leaning precession from forgotten promises of disintegration
Following one whirlwind with wonderland fugitive surveillance paid in blood second hand
Farming out the frames of central business district crabgrass for strip mall pieces of glass
Sprawling subdivisions of blight covered in coal ash sustained on bacteria cafeteria goulash
Holding a rose petal shadow puppet goblet to a candle of summer driveway travel trailering
Teetering on the brink of light show water images seen through orange bodies with red trim
Starring in the pulses of expelled robotic sprinkler rain splashing on her delicate hands
Marveling at passions of hip clasps interlaced in tango stares nose to nose in tense waiting
Holding the last outtake clip of a discarded love scene swept off of the cutting room floor
Threshing the grainy quality of small format frenching censored eyes following the action
Listening to evil cycles of contextual anomalous dramatizations of neighborhood nay smiths
Picking on her use of wherewith all

Defending Inspiration

Apprehending a crossing character of womanhood with her hair frayed from reading books
Waiting for the professed to come forward with a reasonable situation from which to gratify
Reversing a flow of imported poison with homegrown orange acid dosed every quarter hour
Administering the missing medicine scavenged from the pantry of fake well-heeled hipsters
Straining spearmint thru sweat stained black frocks of kneeling numbskulls on pain pills
Comforting the patient with diminishing audible tones generated from cycles of electricity
Reclining on backdrops painted on valentines festooned with big hollow hung paper love
Offering up the quotient of mouth borne lighter than air self contained fission reactions
Moving quickly to keep the subject sedated before the other troop moves in on exclusivity
Brimming over with sugar sweet remedies buried at the bottom of her black bag
Whipping up a lethal potion of small hips thick lips and bare feet too late the antidote
Reading of awkward dust motes

Pruno Who

Losing the valuable assets of kindness to collaborative effort of the newly arrived pretenders
Hiking long into the quietude of twisted ankles off the edge of a curb without sympathy
Showing more fortitude to mummified care toward those less jaded in the ways of hostility
Retiring the weary walls of tree lined oblivion with staccato reveille across a stiff face
Repeating the intellectual agility death march from pounding pavement with spherical batters
Pausing for aggression of cornered classmates off balance pursuit terrorizes persistence
Staggering greco roman oil skin flaccidity slides with nausea over sweatbox repulsion
Ticking an ankle kleptomaniac activist vista stanchion ionized edited tedious using singers
Mixing a carol of cayenne with black peppercorns crushed into electronic abuse across suns
Drafting behind a plain ungulate in spite of accelerating oscillation head and shoulders lost
Monitoring the bluff for signs of spear point flash reflections of volcanic glass conchoidals
Being sadly avoided

Field Tape

Poking a stick at the feet of young power hungry national social butterflies pinned down
Tearing the wings off of a melted man flown too corona creep to help him recover from it
Letting the wax cool over the bloody stumps of flying structures that they might heal
Reminding sociopathic elevator operators cycles of stair climbing avoidance negates hate
Recording pop and crackles on the way to a deep woods hole in the wall nothin better to do
Shunting boxcars of bejeweled yoginis to the subcontinental incense craving bad painting
Ticketing a dangerous junction jumping off into unstoppable jaws of defeat and wandering
Stationing the bumper of a matchbox work van careening through convened crossing wildly
Wishing the fat hairy mistake a good riddance as the gangplank pounds down on the dock
Souring the grapes of basil wrath bone by long eyes cried out inner journeys by the phone
Assuring the second guessers that autumn will be flakier than ever in spite of being clever
Watching the retreat of never

Vee Are Sea

Deciphering institutionalized recidivism stolen brazen near houses of conical bean buckets
Panning with the fine hairs of eyewitness testimony until the entire report is understood
Arriving belated because five wandering methane clouds have wreaked gorged time havoc
Plucking the downy feathers of fledgling sentries repeating me shall me shall me shall
Spinning the woeful wail of less leaning bee threesomes in full view of kindred jaw nesters
Whitening the faces of bland parishioners burned by sugar cookies painted with pew ash
Beginning to abhor the routine of stretching out another line for hawsers gone soaked slack
Consoling the cries of hungry boredom with mimicry and respectful genteel torment
Posing in the contortionist ease of skyward gazes locked with a shiny new wealth of junk
Realizing with full awareness the actual duties of repulsive undifferentiated harmlessness
Making an inventory of strange dysfunctional infant production lines seem retro inane
Playing through the pain

Expanded Metal

Throwing brown stones at the human refuse of a better place and waiting decades for battle
Ferrying illicit contraband over water clear to the eelgrass of near shore habitat steel streets
Docking with mothballed merchant mariners blackballed by emerald emissaries of ire
Hovering over double jumps in an attempt to find a suitable place to bring that baby down
Looking down through the grating of the span trying to somehow impossibly understand
Following the transient by choice children traipsing around a volunteer park place setting
Infiltrating the queue of general theories authors without being pursued or even observed
Gliding closer to her under the stairs closing eyes and waiting for contact with her mouth
Listening for her rasp to begin its ridiculous racket with each ignorant idea reflex vomited
Abrading the sensibilities of humanist scholars far more competent in collecting bulletins
Realizing the genuine reward for personal community connection benefits heart dividend
Maintaining the legacy of a generation removed charged with the duty to eschew material
Monopolizing the ethereal

Obvious Display of Drama

Witnessing thrashing behavior of a spoiled little rich actress disowned for being irrational
Shrinking circles of influence clamp down on her once nearly infamous tirades with a chill
Cramping her red-faced assaults on any convenient victim with knowledge of astronomy
Looking to the worn emblems of counterfeit creativity still giving off the reek of bad art
Pinching the translucent claws of a scorpion after the evolution of vertebrates become prime
Touring the barn red leaves of a story abominable by any means of critical analysis
Smelling the dew of south pole penguin feces coming across long beach dune grasses
Weeding out the hot terror of further decay of global temperature self regulation by feel
Foreboding destroyed whitewash of institutional criminal disregard for stewardship of all
Summing up methods of making a large surface immune to discordant harmonic frequency
Contouring the riding tomography to slice a huge bass red or white depending on angels
Taking in lectures of surfing slick backs letting less fortunate know about modern sound
Professing the ardor of monologues cut off at the knees by heartless dialogues of fire eaters
Paying in blood for theater

Our Ling Ton Family

Collecting nervous intelligence from her soft hip flexor held to the palms through her bowl
Pinning down floating desire with a merciful pin prick of charitable gregarious gratification
Chairing a committee charged with extracting salient teardrops of veritable tables of contents
Wandering through the knuckles of each well known hand of hers strong and dexterous
Listening for her call over the slumped posture of an army of toys played and laid aside
Articulating a idea on the end of the second center of energetic concentration without echo
Straining out outlines of line drawings drawn in drafty attics infested with draft horse ticks
Shelling nuts as a means to occupy her hay wire hay fever hare brain hare krishna crush
Sprinkling herbs near the nose of her cat in perpetuation of the cycle of oppression
Savoring the long pleasure of hunger sated with an independent choice for delivery
Scenting her temple with myriad star nectar offered in the coarse dawn of inverted jealousy
Recognizing her fallacy

Unconscious Therapy

Appearing in every demographic the burgundy upholstery of never was flies familiar den
Cubing the volume of paper dragons with folksy wagon laboratories floating operations
Churning quarters of sugar into dice thrown in mockery of beggars waiting for alms
Throwing thought over the back of the frontal lobe to gray gravel deeds of ownership
Accepting an offer of transport in a communications satellite to a haven of magnolia trees
Noting habits of prone corpulent feline gaming participants imitation of fabled whoppers
Licking mononucleosis from the vast conspiracy to keep genius sedated and controlled
Washing the stems of animated electric and chemical processors to render thought inert
Hanging on a cliff of concrete at the transfer point of force isolated to witness the fall
Opening a trap door to convenient safety without adequately analyzing the near death option
Gathering a sympathetic audience to concur on the spectacle of a rejected acceptance tirade
Wagging an extremity in her direction hard and the length of a cricket bat penetrating hot
Interrogating a staggering sot

Off Road Slam

Sharing precious insights of tortured inspiration brought to steaming and hissing upheaval
Menacing with the bitter intellect of rejection drawn out over the decades of productive age
Tagging along with her wearisome hysterics down the bunker trail into a moonless miasma
Waiting for absolution under a pendleton blanket noticeably by odor infected with smallpox
Flagging down fumes of exhalations of terrible nations addled by avaricious power drugs
Praying for her attentions by tearing away with broken teeth her flimsy ghost dance dress
Living with her photograph under a basement mattress for coupled years of voluminous fad
Admitting desperation along the endless trip into anthropological analysis of demography
Clinking alarms of poison periodicals betray her wonder along the flat continental center
Swapping the circle of unlined carbon paper for a chance to leave the dirt of imprisonment
Weighing the wax likeness of a mesoamerican megalomaniac by the glint of an eye
Considering another try

Fallen Note

Figuring with regret the three ways to provide ample support will eventually cease to suffice
Unwilling to recall the meaning of a reward associated with feasts of goddess anniversaries
Watching a huge hopper vibrate the dust of catastrophe into an eventual mob of criminals
Converting the somewhat indigestible detritus of wasted function into lucrative product
Connecting the thought of profiteering and oppression with nepotism and cronyism
Revisiting the previous vision of falling machinery and corrupt containment with a familiar
Rescuing the feral outcast trapped in the gears of nature domination but weeping audible
Casting a glance down into the excavation where a group of onlookers wait for spectacle
Startling at the sight of a bedraggled old world coming up with a jet ring to kit mesmerize
Marveling at the competency and expediency with a serrate knife along the spine open coat
Adding the rescue of a ferret to the mix the tears flow into hands in prayer
Guiding the gypsy player

Scale Economy

Thumbing through the catalog of dole aiding status enhancements unable to find last years
Trying to synchronize a miniature train whistle with passengers aboard and those waiting
Starting out from the strange skid marks of test bed laboratories toward conservative data
Proving the slow accumulation of information by displaying confetti of shredded fuel lines
Signifying patient study of an island of ungulate husbandry and primitive lichen forage
Advancing on the objective with overt presence and thinly concealed postures of intention
Retreating from cold smooth rectangular granite fountains foundation structure comprised
Making up an exit strategy out of hokum poke them smoke and mirrors disappearances
Folding the story high doors against the west wind awkward to alert the observers of escape
Leaping from one latch to near low walls of aquaculture ponds as words fall inert behind
Ignoring her derision of escape for safety sake by talking with rapidly moving feet
Standing before a mirror of hemispherical jaw examination removing unnecessary layers
Flowering warmth of thermal under clothes whine color pantaloons and hipster demi-boots
Creasing the sack lunches of egg salad and bananas in the middle of maelstrom whirlpools
Sinking her ship of fools

Trying To Conform

Putting the higher processes of concentration into an induced form of suspended review
Functioning on the plane of the green glow ecliptic as the spots climb the stadium overhang
Watching her watch the humble rodents perform windmills in tempo with witty schisms
Holding her hands inside the osculated bib of flown in midriff kisses desirable as drugs
Circling her fair loveliness with wolf medicine unbeknownst her matriarchy subjugates
Making the awkward approach to idealized potential with heartfelt contraposto shucking
Taking in with inept incapability the ring of her indescribable blue saturnine iris
Fixing her light on incredulity to cause angelic jealousy of her corporeal presence on earth
Waiting for impossible reunification with her hard working hands akin to whisk on sin
Curving arms around the corona of her beauty with a slight tilt forward on an amorous axis
Stretching out a millennium for contact with her pale pink earlobe and the small of her back
Eschewing exact

Abuse Recharge

Making a fresh brew of terror and disgust out of the pure fruit of reconciliatory innocence
Renewing the subscription to a periodical which reports the whereabouts of victims
Searching for a reasonable feeling of being safe in the blinding confusion of monstrosity
Losing them and letting them go to seed in the high latitudes or on a subcontinental island
Escaping by a culture of creation the codependent cycle of guilt remorse and shame offense
Heaping one successful work of mercy on another task of charity upon yet more service
Listening to the rattle of flier miles of karma accumulate on the moneychangers credit card
Hearing the tally pile up on a heavenly abacus until the sound becomes a wave of din
Straining to make out the muffled racket of injustice buried under the young editor’s cotton
Finding his corpse in mud of the eastern city of his birth as the period to a hopeful sentence
Marking the page of parable with a projection on a flimsy curtain made of shroud and silk
Choosing to avoid that ilk

Krisodin

Dilated dream catcher solipsist blonde ahead swimming to cast eyes on her solitude
Prayed for indifference to intercede in rescue of the moment that has crushed pulp of heart
Space surrounds her in artifice jeweled in the midst of machine trips on laser beam scenes
Wanting to kiss her into forever nests
Wanting to touch her somewhere longer younger than understanding disparity
Wanting to be a calf looking for a posture of nurture
If she shows the moon her punctuality joy will descend even if she has her strong hands full
Long fire someday for someone
She climbed up to the great one
Miles of mercy in her sun

Dawn Au Vin

Lighting up the face of spades responsible for corruption of grace endowed underachievers
Influencing outcomes of considerable sums of convertible articles of investment wankers
Restraining flung forward breast of one particular relocated juvenile indentured dramatist
Hurtling toward the rumble seat of a rag top bravado in the green envy of ripe avocado
Connecting the treachery of secret premeditation with the marks of blocked double deals
Barring the parallel gunwale of a huge open boat ripping through an ever glade canal
Spotting off in the distance the gantry of some cape structure ready to penetrate heaven
Returning on the right of a red marker even upstream numerals counting down to violation
Trailing the ship in the night in gale coming to a halt on the asphalt of trophy chick a boom
Picking up her sack of bones putting a shoulder into an unpadded sternum fireman carry
Dividing the spoils of slack war chests and paying the candy man in advance for abstinence
Watching the fine dust of broken down chicken feathers billow into irritated caked nostrils
Swatting the haunch of a rope broke mare tearing through the trees surrounding a fair
Trying not to stare

Zippo

Welcoming the honored guest into a nice little room old black smooth marble underfoot
Keeping eyes downcast in deference to expectations of etiquette in silence and awestruck
Focusing on the cup of tea within hollowed hands while the celebrity orbits a low table left
Corkscrewing into the honest dust powdering the midnight limestone near a porcelain oven
Bringing awareness to the position of hounded sentries taking stock of the visitor’s nobility
Marching past the present into further ingratiation by carrying a mushroomed hide scraper
Joining towering orange robes with a toadstool cut to a beveled point to make a lasting mark
Turning away from light filled helpfulness from the inexorable advance of time
Choosing between ideas of a unified or cyclic creation of the universe with myriad versions
Butting in to a shouting match by remaining aloof from the allegations of cooking with gas
Paging through a rag with commentary by knowledgeable locals adding grist to the sawmill
Slandering one side of the race by executing a difficult pile driver maneuver on the sidewalk
Watching her stride the catwalk

River Vista

Watching her watch the dancerly athlete pop rings up onto her calf thigh hips waist breasts
Smirking in permanent amusement in the prideful way that is common with smug families
Making the remorseful recollection of whether an irrelevant pulse is strong or weak
Visualizing her readying herself with small continental accessories she has premeditated
Demeaning the agreement of reverent fantasy by breaking the contract of innocent beauty
Craving her craving recessed father filters and a circus of blue banners ringing deadly prizes
Trumpeting the demise of despised pirates with billboard warnings of pilfered mornings
Falling hypnotized into the green eyes of searchlights reading life on a transatlantic flight
Pointing an accusing finger at authority on the phone to a fraternity blow pusher urine smell
Counting the take of ozone replenishment by barging into the field headquarters of poseurs
Taking care to observe the small worried triangle in the lateral quadrant of her upper eyelids
Trusting time to mend the final space between her cautious hope without second guesses
Breathing in her blonde tresses

Gas Caravan

Brushing a dwindling fir stand to remove fuel loading thinning from puffed out importance
Pitying the suffering of an adopted brother slowly standing in disgrace reeking of red bull
Tearing off pieces of pathological perjury to make good on promises of trusted truth
Spending the retirement trove of jovial repulsion by gray matter erosion through chemicals
Joining the fists in departure and straining to hear the footfalls diminish at the finish line
Eating away protective coating of eastern block endemic informant culture with blue blooms
Chilling a carton of gratification packaged for maximum effect on mindful physicality
Hooting hooligans dribbling the alarm clocks of conspirators design desk bound splines
Punting the foreign orange body into the kingdom of heaven where it becomes graceful
Making mental notes to reverse the trend of disrupted pursuit coincidentally plain clothed
Weighing the options of living with cold habit isolation or enduring solitary desolation
Ignoring simple contemplation

Circled Add

Enduring the building crescendo of neurosis wailing outside a window of opportunity
Startling to hear the thump of hoodwinked obliviousness with motor running ventriloquism
Slinking back to her straddled mimicry by keeping the beak pointed toward the ground
Using her strong sensual palms to run the length of spinal chords played in the key of bee
Pressing pieces of the thyroid energy center together where they come out into the universe
Holding her small appendages in the web of undeserving fingertips and lower slots connect
Drinking in the near perfection of visual acuity in wolf swallows gasping gulps of gluttony
Carving out the long overdue tribute to bottomed out selfishness in wise manufacturing acts
Begging the forgiveness of a white princess sleeping from the effects of being stood up
Awakening the fable of dragons kept under fiery castles illuminated in small blue volumes
Throwing a dumpling into a river giving the city life and carrying away her misgivings
Proving lovely living

Pinnacle of Cynicism

Fishing for vegetarian solutions to evil echoes reverberating in flame licked lungs of babes
Staring down a trash toe soul sucker shaking from the sound of his own cheekbone surgery
Driving a hard bargain basement sugar daddy replacement into a landlady vestibule muse
Wringing the neck of a diving duck water colored on newsprint in service of a kite flyer
Thinking in the abstract terms of future tense cities housing refugee string section eighths
Advising a good egg to rehabilitate the vast preponderance of sound thinking by checking in
Registering the fallacy of rejection into the sequence of moderation to balance desperation
Specifying undifferentiated solid state creation for the good of the many in spite of protest
Mourning the loss of manipulation for gratification sake by refusing to submit to another
Burrowing into the art of reality by foregoing anesthesia of a colossal transverse structure
Rebuilding the genuine cultural contribution of genetic vibration by asking for help
Gloaming strongly felt

Nerve Noise

Listening for sounds in a pile of things dropped on the floor without efficient forethought
Burdening the free flow of energy with chest pains felt from the fortieth year of abstinence
Accumulating calcium in the attic of demented pity for the has been husband of dying gawk
Saving innocent dependents from the clutches of transmitter grit around pencil neck geeks
Hanging stars by short and curly momentum with a surly lariat fashioned out of chic weed
Letting the soul wander calf in search of mother udder wolf midst a string of drool steam
Dancing back into eighty consumption resistant to omega impedance from crafty guile
Making clever racket out of the pieces of industrial effluvium discarded for prejudicial bog
Warbling recognition for unusual instrumentation becomes the headlong rush for fame
Making the same mistake twice surrendered to a personalized intelligence certified viable
Teaching capable fugitives how to resist the combination lock shackled to our sweet mother
Yawing treachery smothered

Glorious Liability Reprieve

Visiting the haunts of cosmological vehicles come to rest from foundation of apprenticeship
Hobbling oxen near a parade of nags not seen a curry comb since aback of natural curvature
Forcing apart the strands of cedar bark horsehair while waiting for the stupendous spectacle
Naming the tribe for the surrounding geography and what the indigenous do while there
Studying the face of a transformed multiple vitality costumed across the bad cosmetic line
Charging to conflict occurring after plaintiff privilege has expired without a second thought
Glowing spots of jellied accelerant persist on targets semaphorically and cubs play cupping
Calling cayenne craft over fighting fields with scissor frames stretching wingtips for flight
Waiting half dressed for call when a shoulder tap comes akimbo curled up on worn carpet
Beckoning to the sunken sublet where a merciful militia stands mountainous and impatient
Sobbing over the memory of a cherished ditty passing unheard over the heads of less astute
Learning intricacies of limousine machines from the back to front third down and first gear
Beating brush of a pear son orchard past bow go tantra over piles of disturbed earthmovers
Opening pandering soapboxes of coded alarm to gain entry into infantile scenester sedition
Sliding down the eaves of destructive forces tiled onto a dough bee producing double honey
Beautifying the disgustingly funny

Distortion Petal

Correcting oversights of misanthropes bent on learning every unorthodox frill to themselves
Driving grassland antelopes over charred velvet seats of a burned down cinema in the rain
Negotiating the cloverleaf turnpikes of low mop riyadh commuters sentenced to no brakes
Coloring the narrator a lighter shade of tow head and turning an omniscient to the other side
Shuffling the portfolios of cluttered benches helplessly looking for the binders of power
Turning on wipers by accident and splitting the difference between the queue and the wall
Fumbling about on the floor for the strands of bygone vitality come fairly unhinged
Teasing the venomous endangerment of centipedes by letting one end catch sun beauty
Watching the loping saunter of a grateful childhood companion make a carnivorous save
Shipping out with programmed mutineers once steadfast in their revolt now ill buffoons
Following the weaving dance of deceased idealism making a mockery of struggling patriots
Standing near the rail in harbor and being approached by a reflected repugnant spinster
Cringing at the menace of spindly digits groping the space to the right of consensual hip
Promising to bomb a wingtip

Patricide Carnage

Eyeballing the traction device used for squeamish wonder on a sandbar in blunt hindsight
Prompting remembrance of future social engagements involving lovers relaxed indifference
Rolling down the road toward two nine oracles on yellow jungle soil scraped pitch flat
Beginning the soft curl of wet hair braided and dried with musk and lip gloss spoon locks
Begging her from the jealous underbrush of escaped trauma imagined in small stature
Following the caravan across famine fouled dunes caught by gaping tortoise carcasses
Snipping the air with fine motor dexterity chopsticks waiting in the pantry for the vision
Animating the components of ceremonial beverage indoctrination by hand tinting gel cells
Turning from one piece of grace to the next reprieve with complete geometric uniformity
Greening the concentric arcs of triumphant white hot monks hunched over craters of tea
Ascending staring cases of influenza peddlers congregating on great ones cherry oat two
Recognizing divine saturation in warping doors and cross kingdom stalk florescence
Listening to rhythmic waves chant out of cubes of leaves of high elevation bristle cone pines
Making a million lines

Shrinking Bracelet

Squeezing out the prodigal son by moving a knight to take the queen isolated long overdue
Committing to unbelievable expansion of artificial craftsmanship providing economic flash
Terracing the water table of reclaimed orchards to provide coops for possums and coyotes
Looking down into a hayloft where a chicken wire cage is chewed by razor sharp teeth
Herding the loosed demons of nocturnal catcalls with a grocers feather duster
Trapping one of the smallest marsupials ever observed in the paws of a german shorthaired
Contradicting the assertion of a worker of the world sacrificing the hidden blinking creature
Chewing trophies until the corpse stops moving and the hen house is safe for the vulnerable
Taking in the sights of retrofit opera house bunting blue and blue green in the sixty decade
Scuffling along on the center of a dance floor where a map details the location of retirement
Riding shotgun with her red hair freckles and impossibly white teeth in anticipation of heat
Cruising old downtrodden childhood neighborhood of deciphered avuncular surplus wealth
Holding mental health

Lobbed Sparks

Tossing insults at inner children trying to sit through a serious symphony performance
Using ways of making a goofy violinist less obtrusive by taking the heat off of the pixie
Perforating the walls of sage advice with a toggle expanding wings to keep the offering up
Climbing to the top of the stairs through peeling wallpaper scored and scraped for removal
Repeating the motions of up and down in search of the perpetrators responsible for sadness
Holding one of the gang while the other is thrown down repeatedly whip like laundry wrung
Using a symbolic representation of the grandiose oppressor making miserable lives unkind
Jumping back in a crack in the boards and keeping stock still until the danger has passed
Breathing through the nose slow and quiet that there is no spectacle to arouse monster sense
Sticking lashes to plate glass rejection with the hunched over petitions of a lovelorn giant
Searching the throat of the strident

Wishful Filament

Climbing into the article eight at the last moment of departure closing doors while underway
Visiting planet peculiar in a tiny limousine pastel green and driven by the last half of nuptial
Driving video game ancestor at the penny arcade a drum revolves with an endless landscape
Flying over the city of sun powered meter maids barely in contact with a spoken off ramp
Mourning the slow win of homer hitting glowing fog lines and soaring mid engine careens
Pulling the curtain over the bottom bunk of a sleeper car to reconcile nameless wet dialogue
Putting her carefully manicured finger on the tongue without balking at the clutch shudders
Puffing on sage smoldering in a head dress change notification her lovely voice breaking up
Tracking the clouds as they roll past her long blonde hair tied square knot atop her jewels
Making the brazen assertion to her patient intelligence the superstition wrangler subdues
Deciphering the wrong name in the furnace of action when the wireless bungler infuses
Hoping away excuses

Palette Jack

Redding hair in terrorized pursuit making the paper plate toss remember forty five spindles
Using guile to escape as an artist under the impression there is something worthwhile
Expressing the desperation of senseless bare rebellion without greater half reconciliation
Projecting possible outcomes on the silver screen play showing a little touch pass forward
Catching the opposition flatfooted in the mythological mercurial meeting place showcase
Asking her if she has been following the career of big city rich innocence from the old town
Waiting for her answer for a fortuitous night of the living instead of attaching remora rasps
Dreading the gray walls of special treatment second helping gruff billy embarrassing sibling
Sandwiching a few hours of thuds on the neighborhood grounds during a tsunami warning
Banging shut the back door with a slam pulling the pin to fully grasp recall of how it feels
Joining her bowl to back a bungalow on gentle beaches of discussion about band mama dog
Resting along highway sliding door blueprint cameras along with jerry cans carried by jet
Kissing her forehead

New Poverty

Translating scrolls of cinnamon girls waiting for drummers between shows out of business
Pointing the telescope to the top of curling smoke where she crosses over her watery leg
Sitting on a park bench eyeing minstrels in port presidential making dead centrist remarks
Generalizing the eager inclusion of spun words on a military academy first place razor wire
Asking cart tersely to continue noble work of humanitarian habituation with hands pressed
Accommodating the rose line making her self comfortable on the lap of libidinous indigence
Enduring the teases of hand to mouth whispering fillies for ingratiating to a former farmer
Pausing at the crack smoking crossroads of semi-audible truck drivers wrangling a hit
Walking out to potholes to catch a trolley where unfortunately no line has been constructed
Negotiating the bodies of the dead being burned to send their mass to the living atmosphere
Bagging a horrifying menu held in black plastic sacks being fought over by true lower life
Exchanging a book for the fuel needed to return to mother earth while the clerk feigns mute
Laboring resolute

Pauses Keep Corrupt

Revolving around semi-hemispherical nub of a circular waterbed locked in a five hour sumo
Dimming lights of bedroom identities kept confidentially censored by rectangular eye patch
Wrapping up the musty echo of dirt dropped off the bridge in her knobby neighborhood
Ignoring the decay of intelligence brought upon a gold circle of enlightened quasi-deities
Surveying the vast moist repulsion of garretted writers practicing feeble sorcery on bunions
Ripping the shabby hatch off of secreted collections of embarrassing post-war potsherds
Grooving finials for installation of fine furnishing in support of low esteem mandrel reams
Resisting oppression in paranoid coincidence of circumstance recognized as paramilitarism
Starting to intimidate native born call response cantor by ungraciously joining sacred songs
Making a conscientious observation of parallel cool jade inlays alerting indentures to resist
Sliding down to enormous piles of black silica abrasives without wearing a brain bucket
Enduring the wrath of napoleonic stewards warning the unheeding of administrative probate
Watching the red streaks fade in the distance while a indiscretion causes discomfort
Regretting the effort

Studio Stupid

Maneuvering the numeric facsimile smile to the right of the exercise in give and take serious
Keeping the modesty of momentum running with sisters an eye poked out with her fire
Meeting on the other side of town to strategize over how to chew sinew soften the ropes
Arranging pieces of assumptions twenty moves into the misty tomorrow of morph
Pulling at the cabled hem of noise toward an expansive boulevard of hopeful quietude
Dissecting the sweat of warm departure with the hands of a surgeon candidate in the theater
Trusting the vision of pancreatic deprivation and liver cornucopia to provide the story bored
Counting couches along side streets of slide guitarists and corner florists and sorceresses
Unfurling the wunderkind wave yet banner of the brave new work on the globe money shot
Kissing her feline fur shaded to gingerly surefooted flames engulfed by climbing cousins
Cooking in her oven

End of Annual

Using a number five round to sever the spinal cord of threatening harassment resistance
Brushing back heart attacks of cracked cups full of cloudy jovial bruise contusion sewers
Garnishing the ashes left from a morning repast slaked by the softest skin angels envy
Kissing her snapdragon in a west wind pouring over the wedge wall of autumnal balance
Trying to take credit for a source of extra self origin country fair weather friends propriety
Measuring the lovely slide rule saddlebags of harp eared speech therapists whispering lists
Touching dusty jet skis where crime and punishment are fables of solace for busy cherubim
Underwriting the moral moderation of sloppy sots somehow abstinent from tremulous glut
Ringing the ancestral gong with a goat scrotum filled with powdered horn and tin filings
Holding her unimaginably soft center to the terminals of reasonable context for loveliness
Listening for her to say yes