now that the entire country's
institutionalized
& our own televisions control our bodily functions
I'd like to say a few words abt
wanderlust
& manifest destiny, yumyum
God,
including pecan rolls, expresses love and admiration
to me as doubt -
changed by revolution
or by exteriority's treble daze
the fabled
teasing link
reasons off the clothed precipice a list of anything wet
&
cinders which step, patterned, onto the visible nothing stare
into supper's lucky scorched
Timepiece
stains striate thiry-six words there
in the imagination's inescapable riot -- (desire's
the closure stirring the
protix & burying the shade
in a racket of hazed upperclass hedgerows.
relying on peace
while Hanging the communists upside-down
in the scrub the personal referent's winter training
shot down in the scrub the communists
savoring the heavy coats
barriers craft experts
the everyday
withhelds
the rollover
we're mean
10:49 PM
light of surface & light
of morrows, we told it like we should, lit
clock in the hot blue-cotton hoot, nearly
yielding, on the table's plastic
tone, &, being creation, a total
crosswise outsider, loved, the five euphoric
town's natural pretext etiquette the dancing
conscious moon
-Of course I want you for your mind/body problem. Of course
I want that assist grip & threshing area. Still me, impervious anticline,
control rod, lingual papillae.
nobabynobabynobabynobaby
nobabynobabynobabynobaby
nobabynobabynobabynobaby
i brought some grapes i bought but
going a head some some grapes some
mm
grapes clickety
lum grape to grape
to donut the healthy grapes the met needs
of thplanese grape allayed
graping mm
form of profer mm
this is a poultice
(deft)
& deft &
deft
fitting together
id of is around beholden
in or of gifts
& gets deft
charmed bits of the subpersonalities
time's lucid & solid letterings
toss want
toss & solder the elite flagpole destruction device
o gelcreme o suffrage o clopworthy styles struck-knit
to our souls
herbs help like trolling the inert demands
I am already up at its summons
the transitoriness
stones
the indefinite articule &
goes for
broke it
your feet sound like alcohol chipping away.
-it's quite possible to look at a painting
w/out seeing the hero standing in front
of it-
All
the day
an infant
of the hundred
beautiful
words
go for wool painted bald
the earth the scald the constituted protein I
rent-free lit
magic like a siesta, John Weiners
on publishing ethics But let your fair eyes
& gentle wishes go aroused, agarian, governed
telemarketers holding guns
to sing eight songs to fly around the nouns & nothings
fly around the
spent standing polemic myths to tell us this?
your lips we know
in all things when the army appears even with the
having greasy citizens
even with the trained futile
Kinko's thoracic cavity
this filled strength is peril, this
peril is very nice, lay down in the light
lay down in the rumpled, spoonfed
bestiary of nonesuch wonders
(Armies of yellow porcupines in the season of love.)
I hope you enjoyed the concrete tank
At least I'm not the Rodney Smith that used to be at Illinois Power
the existential hum cups the readerly minutia in its guppylike beginnings
Where happen my thing?
every delirium contains a jersey jello oracle (w/ no middle)
a cross-stitched sampler of cries for help
I'm happy but boy is there a lot of commotion