nine midnig pommes
name the devil
if joy is inarticulate
how to shift the code
a bend in the highway
makes love w/ its sign
(whoopie)
=
i worry about this
bend bout it
licking wounds
a minute – a forgetting –
i’m biting
salt, salt from the wound
and
all these words
fill a cheap glass vessel
or oil tanker
spills onto the floor
holds up the sliced
off head
=
this reinvention
a longing
where all longings are for
a bending
a tongue licks –
the tongue
a miracle
on my moist (skin)
or eyed
these words even
what is forgotten
rousing –
BYOB. bring yr friends
=
absolutely positively 110% alone
i’m not fucking her
thinking
thoughts: shaft, slick
what firmness is,
claiming this
holding, a holding
a hole, a lining
this and this incline
rising. have risen
re
lease?
who built the pyramids, tell me
tell me the desire
=
fiction speeds
thru the bldg
santa claus trav
els magic round
the world
fiberoptii
absolutely
nothing is off
that grid,
abso-fucking-
lutely
and nothing
else at all
=
music
in that next room
and this ear
first thought best thought
meaning: now i know yr secret
lying to those poor little lies
and such a heavy bag.
jetlagged even. its fucked w/ yr
brain, all these airports
flying to land to fly
a fly. imaginery. the brain
is scrubbed clean, hung to
practiced
the beads – linkage – thin string – hand
led ex
amine every chain
“dissolution”
a greyhound bus
a backlit sky :
twilight, airbrushing
indigo,
and those sighs, those dreams
those impossible, LOOK AWAY
clouds
=
and then you will know me.
we will be like sisters,
your knee will bend, relaxed-
how you’ll lean back yr head
on the wall. brothers,
an un
fuckable bond. i will
pick your scabs
your million scabs
like clouds,
like irritating inlets
or islands
scratching. i want to talk of currents between
where even talk can swim
=
romantic, its not
a tragic story
the incidental revolt
holds just one frame
when we rise
no looking back on the bed
the US Postal Service
delivers the (privatized) mail
every single multiple day
indivisable, w/
junk mail for all
like that. w/ a prayer for the trees
for the mills, for the trees
=
edit me silly
oh
“already have”
who is this person i’ve heard so much about
meet them on others faces
shaping – do i recognize their voice
riding?rising?
raisin?
time to get off that horse now, kyle.
(saw)
=
words trail after – implies time – words
word they constantcy constantly consonants,
adverbial relations, nouns. whiteness
permits every one, a framing
where. intimacy is to be held –
the release is procreative
to carry on
a hardness for working
a softness for loves
pivot
the relation
where learn to tango
is too easy (burn & dodge)
is one root (how else to take the
photo?)
and what is the constant dance?
untemporal, ill-tempered
@ intersection
bling – bling – king lite
proceeds,
w/ caution
=
i so desperately want an answer
written, rolling in my mouth
and the orgasm is death
we knibble a little just a smidge
fat-free
the fridge is in a perpetual
state of disrepair
a corner. and jaws
gaping
if joy is inarticulate
how to shift the code
a bend in the highway
makes love w/ its sign
(whoopie)
=
i worry about this
bend bout it
licking wounds
a minute – a forgetting –
i’m biting
salt, salt from the wound
and
all these words
fill a cheap glass vessel
or oil tanker
spills onto the floor
holds up the sliced
off head
=
this reinvention
a longing
where all longings are for
a bending
a tongue licks –
the tongue
a miracle
on my moist (skin)
or eyed
these words even
what is forgotten
rousing –
BYOB. bring yr friends
=
absolutely positively 110% alone
i’m not fucking her
thinking
thoughts: shaft, slick
what firmness is,
claiming this
holding, a holding
a hole, a lining
this and this incline
rising. have risen
re
lease?
who built the pyramids, tell me
tell me the desire
=
fiction speeds
thru the bldg
santa claus trav
els magic round
the world
fiberoptii
absolutely
nothing is off
that grid,
abso-fucking-
lutely
and nothing
else at all
=
music
in that next room
and this ear
first thought best thought
meaning: now i know yr secret
lying to those poor little lies
and such a heavy bag.
jetlagged even. its fucked w/ yr
brain, all these airports
flying to land to fly
a fly. imaginery. the brain
is scrubbed clean, hung to
practiced
the beads – linkage – thin string – hand
led ex
amine every chain
“dissolution”
a greyhound bus
a backlit sky :
twilight, airbrushing
indigo,
and those sighs, those dreams
those impossible, LOOK AWAY
clouds
=
and then you will know me.
we will be like sisters,
your knee will bend, relaxed-
how you’ll lean back yr head
on the wall. brothers,
an un
fuckable bond. i will
pick your scabs
your million scabs
like clouds,
like irritating inlets
or islands
scratching. i want to talk of currents between
where even talk can swim
=
romantic, its not
a tragic story
the incidental revolt
holds just one frame
when we rise
no looking back on the bed
the US Postal Service
delivers the (privatized) mail
every single multiple day
indivisable, w/
junk mail for all
like that. w/ a prayer for the trees
for the mills, for the trees
=
edit me silly
oh
“already have”
who is this person i’ve heard so much about
meet them on others faces
shaping – do i recognize their voice
riding?rising?
raisin?
time to get off that horse now, kyle.
(saw)
=
words trail after – implies time – words
word they constantcy constantly consonants,
adverbial relations, nouns. whiteness
permits every one, a framing
where. intimacy is to be held –
the release is procreative
to carry on
a hardness for working
a softness for loves
pivot
the relation
where learn to tango
is too easy (burn & dodge)
is one root (how else to take the
photo?)
and what is the constant dance?
untemporal, ill-tempered
@ intersection
bling – bling – king lite
proceeds,
w/ caution
=
i so desperately want an answer
written, rolling in my mouth
and the orgasm is death
we knibble a little just a smidge
fat-free
the fridge is in a perpetual
state of disrepair
a corner. and jaws
gaping
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