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Local Connections http://people.tribe.net/2dce74eb-b505-4db1-8b90-3e20df520952/blog/115e0fcb-2cf8-4e27-9081-346562acb121 <div>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 </div> Wed, 25 Apr 2007 00:02:17 GMT http://people.tribe.net/2dce74eb-b505-4db1-8b90-3e20df520952/blog/115e0fcb-2cf8-4e27-9081-346562acb121 Sharlene 2007-04-25T00:02:17Z http://people.tribe.net/2dce74eb-b505-4db1-8b90-3e20df520952/blog/4370c570-5d68-4946-90e7-a68e0de40838 <div>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 &amp; 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 &amp; 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 &amp; 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 &amp; 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 </div> Tue, 24 Apr 2007 23:54:31 GMT http://people.tribe.net/2dce74eb-b505-4db1-8b90-3e20df520952/blog/4370c570-5d68-4946-90e7-a68e0de40838 Sharlene 2007-04-24T23:54:31Z http://people.tribe.net/2dce74eb-b505-4db1-8b90-3e20df520952/blog/d5ef9910-cc99-4b4c-93c3-794721a7404d <div>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 &amp; 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 &amp; 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 &amp; 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 &amp; 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 &amp; 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 </div> Tue, 24 Apr 2007 23:51:52 GMT http://people.tribe.net/2dce74eb-b505-4db1-8b90-3e20df520952/blog/d5ef9910-cc99-4b4c-93c3-794721a7404d Sharlene 2007-04-24T23:51:52Z