behind

Each winter old astronauts sleep in the mountains.
Fingers grow everywhere in the snow like ballpoint pens
after the Deluge. The best always die first,
Noah used to say. Do you by any chance believe that?
Wasn’t he just a misogynist control freak? Don’t good
things last forever? Or is forever too time-consuming
to your taste? The best always die first, but carpenters
escape from the disciples into outer space and cease
clipping the hair and nails and roar with joy. Haven’t you seen
the planes and mallets in museums, those they left behind?

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318 thoughts on “behind

  1. ever catch yourself humming the theme song
    to old astronauts ?
    really old astronauts date back to hearse and horse
    pallbearers creak as they count the fingers
    funny how fingers grow just about everywhere
    like the beats of a pagan drum solo
    as the coffin is lowered into the void
    level after level
    the corpse thinks about a haircut
    about the summer you cried often
    your doctor said that it was “nerves”
    almost clinical revenge of the nerves
    LIFE IS NUMB RIGIDNESS WITHOUT LOVE

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      • OLD ASTRONAUTS SLEEPING IN THE MOUNTAINS
        EXTERNAL GEOMETRY OF BEARDS AND FACIAL HAIR
        INCONSISTENCY OF VIEWING FLOATING COMMAS
        SIZE RELATIONSHIPS AND THE JAWS OF THE OPENING
        YOUNG FEMALES INTERRELATE GEOMETRICALLY
        BOUNDARIES AND SEPARATENESS
        ALL THOSE THINGS MOTHER SAID
        ONE MILLION TIMES “NO”
        AND YET YOU WILL
        DEEPLY ENGRAINED “NO”
        AND YET YOU WILL

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          • CONFER PERMANCE AND OBJECTIVITY ON WHAT
            REMAINS ERRATIC AND SUBJECTIVE
            MADHOUSE POETRY
            PROBLEMATIC
            A LONG NIGHT
            WITH 1000 ENGLISH WORDS
            DEHISTORICIZED THOUGHTS
            ERASED CHILDHOOD
            HAVING NEVER KNOWN A PET
            —-NO CREATURE-WORSHIP—

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      • YOU WERE SO QUICK TO ABANDON ME
        I WAS TORTURED AND THEN DONE AWAY WITH
        NOT ONCE DID I MENTION YOUR NAME
        OR YOUR CLOCK
        I COULD HEAR THE TIME TICKING AWAY
        FUNNY HOW UNREAL LIFE CAN BECOME
        IN ALL MY PAIN I FELT NOT ONE GRAM OF GUILT
        MY HEART WAS CLEAN AND I COULD HEAR HEAVEN
        AS A HUMAN AND AS A POET I WAS NEVER TRAITOROUS
        I WAS LOYAL AND JESUS WAS IN MY SKIN

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        • It looks like i am hibernating
          And can do nothing about it sorry
          It’s like a spontaneous disease
          Hopefully virus free
          Clocks stop one after another
          Then the name peels off
          Then all other words

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          • HOW CAN YOU HIBERNATE WITH THE PENAL COLONY SO CLOSE BY ?
            DON’T DWELL ON THE HEAD IN THE BOX—OLD NEWS
            LIKE A SPIDER MONKEY IN A LIBRARY
            HAS ANYONE MENTIONED THE WARBLING BIRDS IN YOUR PANTS ?
            NEVER ENDING OSCILLATION—THAT’S WHAT YOU GOT GOING ON
            SMACKING ALLEGORIZERS IN THE FACE
            SO QUICK TO PREACH MODERNISM
            I SAW HEBREW LETTERS IN YOUR TRASH CAN
            YOU PRETEND THAT NO SEAM BETWEEN US EXISTS
            WE ATE OUR MEALS TOGETHER
            AND SHARED MANY DARK SHADOWS

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      • BANGED MY HEAD AS I ENTERED THE NUTHOUSE
        ITALIAN PEOPLE WERE BUSY CLEANING
        POVERTY MAKES STRANGE EMPLOYMENT
        THOUSANDS OF MILES FROM A TRUE CIGARETTE
        FIFTY DOLLARS SOON TO BE STOLEN
        THE MEDICATION MAKES ME SLOBBER
        I THOUGHT OF MY CHILDHOOD FRIEND, IVAN
        I THINK WE WERE ASTRONAUTS

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        • PUZZLING SPIRITUAL IMPLICATIONS
          THE MEDICATION MADE ME SUDDENLY RELIGIOUS
          YOUR NAME WAS ON THE MEDICATION BOTTLE
          WHY WAS I TAKING YOUR MEDICATION ?
          FORMULAS OF FAITH
          PRONOUNS AND NOUNS
          AND VERBS WITH ASTROLUBE
          OUTER SPACE HAD EVERYTHING TO DO WITH GOD
          WE WERE MAGNIFICENT APES
          AND THEN GOD CAME FROM UP ABOVE
          HE/SHE PLAYED WITH THE WRINKLED FOLDS
          HELPED US LAUGH AND CRY AND SODOMIZE

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      • SORRY THAT I LAUGHED
        BUT YOU WERE TRYING
        TO GROW CORN INDOORS
        THOUSANDS OF NATIVE
        ECCLESIASTICAL THOUGHTS
        WERE CALLED UP TO MIND
        UNRESOLVED, ARE YOU REAL ?
        NEIGHBORS TOSS THEIR TRASH
        OUT WINDOWS ON THE TURNPIKE
        WEATHERED CONVICTS HAVE HOPE

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        • The Chinese grew corn indoors
          Quite successfully in the 60s
          They were ready to feed the hungry
          In Africa but suddenly the dragons
          Devoured all the corn, a Taoist sage
          Cursed chairman Mao and everything
          Went haywire

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        • Fish talk of the tower of babel all the time
          Before you kiss their scales, they look for
          Privacy outside the ponds and lakes
          Like people that jump out of the windows
          And count the eyes gaping at them
          Before they hit the ground and stick to the soles
          Their god is a monster but even he
          Takes pity on them and gives each one
          A personal language to hide their thoughts

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          • INCORPORATED FREUDIANISM
            PRAYING FOR A NYMPHOMANIAC
            STAYING UP ALL NIGHT
            LOOKING AT A CATALOG OF EVIL WOMEN
            OUTSIDE ON THE SIDEWALK:
            OBSESSIVES AND NARCISSISTS
            IF YOU WERE BRAVE—YOU WOULD WAVE
            INCLUDE ANOTHER CRAZY INTO YOUR LIFE
            INFANTILE—-POSSIBLY DEPRAVED
            SHAVED FISH WITH THICK LIPS

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      • SHYNESS BEHIND THE CLOSED DOOR
        A RUDE GREETING ?
        MADE TO WATCH YOUR YOUTH
        VISITORS LINGERING
        THE MOMENT OF ENTRY
        INWARD AT CONQUEST ?
        …………………………………………..MADE TO WATCH YOUR YOUTH
        …………………………………………..MADE TO WATCH YOUR YOUTH
        …………………………………………..MADE TO WATCH YOUR YOUTH

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      • —————THE NEGLECTED MAN-SAC OF A GENIUS
        UNDERWEAR GEOLOGY
        PSEUDO-SCIENCE
        WEAVERS OF SEED
        THE HOOD AND THE DANGLE
        ADAM BORN OF A COCOON
        THE RIDDLE OF EVE BEING BORN TWICE
        ADAM WAS NEVER A WORM
        ADAM WAS NEVER A CHRYSALIS
        ADAM WAS NEVER A BUTTERFLY
        EVE FROM THE RIBCAGE PORTAL
        HER TENDENCY TO EXPLOIT EMOTION
        PASSING PARADISIAC WATERS
        LAWLESS MEN WATCHING
        WITH ANATOMICAL INTEREST
        *taking a whizz outside Eden

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    • THERE MUST BE A PLACE FOR SOMEONE WHO THINKS A CORPSE
      THINKS ABOUT A HAIRCUT AS IT IS BEING LOWERED IN THE GROUND
      ASTRONAUTS WRITE POEMS ABOUT LOVE
      THEY DRAW IMAGES OF THEIR GENITALS
      POWERFUL COMBUSTIBLES
      TO EXERCISE THE IMAGINATION
      GENITAL IMAGES THAT WILL SEEM FRESH
      EXAGGERATED SIZE —SUPERFICIAL EXCESS
      FABRICATED LOVE WITH A LIKELY OUTCOME
      POSTPONING CONSUMMATION
      27 MONTHS AFTER THE HONEYMOON NIGHT
      POETRY ABOUT THE THUMB AND THE FOREFINGER
      FRONT DOOR, BACK DOOR TENDERNESS
      VULNERABLE IN COUNTLESS WAYS
      THE DRIVE TOWARD PROCREATION
      UNKNOWN OR UNACKNOWLEDGED
      THE WORST MISTAKE POSSIBLE

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        • THERE MUST BE A TIME FOR EVERYTHING
          AN INDEX CARD FOR EACH EVENT
          BUT I BELIEVE IN THE CONTRARY
          ASTRONAUNTS THINK OF CROTCH FUNK
          THE FEAR OF PASSING BEAUTY
          CAUSES SCHOOL GIRLS
          TO WRITE LOVE POEMS
          TARGET WORDS
          THAT SHOULD AROUSE SUSPICIONS
          NO FRICTION—NO FIRE
          COMPANIONSHIP
          PLAY-ACTING
          PSEUDONYMOUS
          TOUCHING
          WIDE APART
          WET HANDS
          NO THOUGHT
          OF KISSING
          FORNICATION ON LARGE ROCKS IN OUTER SPACE
          NAKED AND UNASHAMED ON TELEVISION
          AROUSAL HANDLED WITH SNIPPETS
          BIG BULKY SUITS WITH CORRECT OPENINGS
          LUBE JELLY SQUEEZED FROM A TUBE
          DISQUIETING AND SLIGHTLY REPULSIVE
          AS IF FORCED FROM THE BACKSIDE OF A FROG

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    • NUMB RIGIDNESS WITHOUT LOVE
      BUT NOT WITHOUT PUNGENT TOBACCO
      BILLIE HOLIDAY SMOKES THE HARD STUFF
      INTENSE FEELINGS AND THEN NOTHING
      IMAGES FALL OFF THE PHOTOGRAPHS
      27 ITALIAN CIGARETTES BEFORE LUNCH
      ——————————————
      MOMENTARY THOUGHTS
      INSULTINGLY RANDOM WORDS
      LESS-THAN-CANDID FLARF
      IF I WAS POPEYE
      I WOULD EAT
      SOME OF THE
      GREEN STUFF

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    • ANCIENT IVAN: THE OBSERVER OF OBJECTS
      TURNING THE WHEEL
      GOD OUTSIDE WITH HIS GIFT—NATURE
      AND I TOLD YOU TO STEER CLEAR
      BUT NO, YOU WERE EMPLOYED BY THE GOD AGENCY
      I TOLD YOU TO THROW THAT CRAP AWAY
      BUT NO, YOU WERE EMPLOYED BY THE GOD AGENCY
      AND YOU KISSED THOSE BEAUTIFUL LIPS AND YOU TOLD HER
      THAT YOU LOVED HER AND YOU MADE IT LIKE RATS
      AND I THOUGHT, GOOD LORD MAN, YOU ARE COPULATING
      LIKE A RAT OUTSIDE THE GATES OF HEAVEN
      AND THERE WAS ALL THOSE PROMISES
      AND GOD WAS DUMPING “NATURE”
      AT YOUR BACKDOOR

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      • people always watch what they are not supposed to
        some can even see without watching
        and this is the true freedom
        until you begin to ask whose freedom it is in the end
        but you don’t have to: philosophy and theology are outdated
        ridiculous disciplines
        outdated like numerous god agencies and gates of heaven
        each one with a trap just behind it
        like the word god itself

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        • I TRIED HARD TO RUN AWAY FROM YOUR WORDS
          ENORMOUSLY SELF-CONSCIOUS
          I RAN LIKE AN ANGLO-AMERICAN
          THERE WAS NEVER ENOUGH DISTANCE
          HOW DOES ONE RUN PAST DANTE AND MILTON ?
          BRIDES OF JESUS AND CHILDREN OF JESUS
          AND THE ENDLESS NOVELS OF SEDUCTION
          I CANNOT BREAK FREE
          OF THE GREAT CHAIN OF BEING
          ONE CANNOT ERASE THE MAP
          I BELONG TO CHAOS

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          • whatever map you are talking about
            if you have a map of chaos i want to see it right away

            it was quite easy for me to forget about dante and milton
            villon baudelaire trakl and the greeks are another matter

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        • LIKE A RAT OUTSIDE THE GATES OF HEAVEN
          AND YOU WERE MAKING PROMISES
          LEFT AND RIGHT
          OLD WOMEN FROM SUNDAY CHURCH WERE UPSET
          THEY COULD SMELL THE SEX ON YOUR PART
          YOU PRODUCING EGGS BEFORE EASTER
          COLORED FINGERS
          *feathered skeletons and a healthy humorous skepticism

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    • SODOM AND GOMORRAH ARE DIVISIBLE BY 9 AND 14 * LIFE AND LIMB AND MANLIKE CREATURES WITH GENDER ISSUES * CELEBRATED INCEST AND THE BIRTH OF MODERN LITERATURE * ANGELS MATERIALIZE SAYING YOUR NAME * TROUSERS THAT YOU PURCHASED AT A CURIOSITY SHOP * YOUR PETS WERE SKELETONS FROM SENTIMENTAL SYMPATHY * YOU UP ALL NIGHT WITH A DICTIONARY * TOO MANY SHADOWS *
      I CAN DIVIDE YOUR SHADOWS BY BOTH 9 AND 14

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      • I ASKED AT THE OLD WISDOM TREE
        AND GUESS WHAT
        SODOM AND GOMORRAH ARE STILL DIVISIBLE
        I HAVE A BIG BANDAGE AROUND MY HEAD
        EITHER I AM FROM INDIA
        OR I BANGED MY HEAD
        WHEN I WAS INVOLUNTARILY COMMITTED
        GOVERNMENT AGENTS HAVE BEEN ON MY TRAIL
        WITH THEIR EXPENSIVE PATRIARCH PHONES
        FILMING ME AND MY BUDDHISTS FRIENDS
        ONE CAN EASILY SMELL THE CHEAP MEAT
        THAT THE ENEMY SEEMS TO RELISH
        THEY SEEM TO LIVE IN TWO REALITIES
        SIMULTANEOUSLY
        BLIND FROM ALCOHOL
        BLIND FROM THE NEED FOR MORE ALCOHOL
        NO TIME TO READ OR THINK
        OR MEND THE SOUL
        *I am free to read and write

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        • government agents can be easily distracted by mercurial interjections
          they can pass between sodom and gomorrah blindfolded
          even while gaping they see only your genitals and latest tax report

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        • when moses saw the burning bush he was asked
          to put his cell phone and the bottle on the ground
          the wine had spilt and the phone was ringing madly
          that call was more important than anything the angel told him
          but he didn’t pick up

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    • NEEDINESS OFTEN REACHES PATHOLOGICAL LEVELS
      SHED SKIN OF SEXUAL LIBERATION
      GIVING MORE AND GETTING LESS
      LOVING LIKE THE FIRST TIME
      ONE DOES METH
      HE WHO CONTROLS THE METH
      CONTROLS THE NARRATIVE
      —–CLOSED EYES—–
      I THOUGHT I WAS IN SALT LAKE CITY
      SELF-DENIAL ABOUT UTAH
      ANGEL EYES EVERYWHERE
      CLEAN SHEETS AND EMOTIONAL SAFETY
      I TOLD THE LADY AT THE MOTEL DESK
      THAT I HAD THE GOOD STUFF
      THE MORMON METH

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    • I SAW YOU IN LINE AT THE FOOD STAMP OFFICE
      YOU WERE WEARING THOSE FAMOUS PANTS
      TROUSERS PURCHASED AT A CURIOSITY SHOP
      MACHINES WERE BUSY MEASURING GENITAL AROUSAL
      *I named my hands, Pocahontas and Squanto

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      • I was wearing those pants yesterday
        while celebrating Hanukkah with my Jewish friends
        someone came in and being asked about his name
        said it’s jhvh
        and immediately disappeared
        that’s funny don’t you think?
        God is mad when humans invent names for him
        and madder still
        when they use these names for themselves
        that’s how our language shrinks
        later a woman next to me
        spilt her glass over my hapless pants
        she told me it was a non-alcoholic beverage
        but I I am drunk again now
        thank jhvh I don’t have to drive

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        • FANCY PANTS WITH ROMANTIC ATTACHMENTS
          MANY SUBPLOTS AND AN EXTRA LARGE SAC POUCH
          OSCAR WILDE THREW MANY TROUSERS OUT OF WINDOWS
          FROM PEASANTS TO NOBILITY—CELEBRATED PANTS
          ORAL POETRY AND DIGITAL FRICTION
          FUTILE QUESTS
          ANY DESIRE FOR A RESOLUTION WILL BR MISGUIDED
          GOD REFUSES ALL NAMES—HE IS ABOVE BEING NAMED
          GOD IS NO MORE SOMEONE THAN HE IS SOMEWHERE
          CAUSE-AND-EFFECT ? ASK PETRIFIED PEOPLE WHO LOOKED BACK
          “LIFE SEEMS MORE PERSONAL THAN ANONYMOUS”

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          • THE MERGING OF DIFFERENT POINTS OF VIEW
            —————————–AND TIMES
            COLLAGE POETRY….NARRATIVE COLLAGE POETRY
            LIKE REPLACING YOUR BRAKEPADS WITH DEAD SQUIRRELS
            LOVING THAT IS NOT STRICTLY TRUE
            ENOROMOUS AMOUNTS OF TRIVIAL SEX
            IT DOESN’T MEAN ANYTHING
            BUT YOU CAN’T STOP
            I WAS JUST IN THIS SPEEDING CAR
            A CARWRECK OF A CAR
            MULTIPLE NARRATORS IN THE CAR
            EVERYONE EXPLAINING IN DETAIL
            HOW HIGH THEY FELT
            A COLLECTIVE PRIMITIVE EXCHANGE
            METH MADE WITH A BONE FROM ALICE WALKER
            HAD A HELL OF A TIME–HER GRAVE BEING SO RECOGNIZABLE

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        • WHILE YOU WERE PRAYING FOR PREMATURE DEATH
          GIRLS WERE DANCING AROUND NARCISSISM
          HAIR EVERYWHERE—ACCEPTED AND NORMAL
          WITHOUT ANY HURT OR CONSEQUENCES
          THROUGH THE VERNACULAR AND PREDICAMENTS OF HAIR
          HAIR OVER FOLDS LADEN WITH MUSK FORMULAS
          MTV GIVING AWARDS —SOMEONE SAID YOUR NAME
          BUT YOU WERE RECEDING
          ALMOST TO CUSTODIAL CARE
          “ME THINKS DE’ WORDS ARE BACKING UP”

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            • BEAT MYSTIQUE: COUNTING THE FINGERS OF PALLBEARERS
              ——————————————————————————————–
              EXPERIMENTS IN LANGUAGE
              CLEANED UP WORDS
              ROOTED IN HOLY CALLING
              FROM EVERY ANGLE
              (THE LAWYER, “EXCEPT THIS ANGLE”)
              BIG QUESTIONS OF EXISTENCE
              GETTING TO IT INDIRECTLY
              LOST FATHERS
              MILITARY
              BONES EXPOSED IN THE CREEK
              I SAW YOU TALKING TO THEM
              TAKING PHOTOS WITH YOUR EYES
              TESTING THEM, NO HARM IN PROPER PLACE
              THE IMAGES CIRCLE BACK ON THEMSELVES

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    • GUILT NO LONGER WORKS
      MAY BE IN KENTUCKY
      SOMEWHERE SOME POOR WHITE BOY
      WILL HAVE BEEN TORTURED
      TO THE POINT
      THAT ONLY DOGS
      CAN SURVIVE
      ARE YOU HUMMING THE THEME SONG
      TO CONSTANT FATIGUE ?
      LOCALS AT THE BREW BAR SAY THAT
      YOU’VE TAKEN DOWN ALL THE MIRRORS
      UNABLE TO RELAX
      WITH YOUR REFLECTION
      ON GUARD
      UNABLE TO SNAP YOUR FINGERS
      DREADED CHORES
      CONSECUTIVE THOUGHTS
      SADNESS OUTSIDE WANTING IN
      THE DECLINING RHYTHM OF IVAN

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      • every line which begins with a trochaic foot
        ends up in a rainforest reeking of ancient ruins
        where we can’t find anyone to listen to our gibberish
        but the spirits of cannibalistic priests
        they will be always happy to accept us as members of the family
        and even when the night comes
        we shall not be able to throttle them one by one
        to avoid their disgusting insinuations

        is it at all possible i wonder
        to completely destroy those who are the gods of reflection
        rhythm melody rhyme narration kinship uniform clairvoyance
        and other vicious circles

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        • STRAIGHT FROM A DREAM
          CLAIRVOYANCE AND OTHER VICIOUS CIRCLES
          BOOTHS AT AN OUTDOOR FLEA MARKET
          VERSIONS OF MENTAL HEALTH
          ESSENTIALLY MILDER VERSIONS
          REFLECTIONS YOU’VE OUTGROWN
          POETIC TEMPERAMENTS
          DYSTHYMIA
          CYCLOTHYMIA
          HYPERTHYMIA
          RELATIVES FROM THE BACKWOODS
          AND CAVES OF KENTUCKY
          HOME OF EVERY DISGUSTING INSINUATION

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          • mr putin will be angry as a bald dysthymic bear
            if you don’t credit at least a few of those insinuations to him
            and believe me he would die for the benefit of the human race
            after having breathed kentuckian air too unpolluted for his lungs
            for a couple of weeks

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            • THE ONLY THING SMART, HUNGRY, AND VICIOUS
              EMOTIONALLY DISHONEST
              FOREIGN WORDS AND PHRASES
              STOLEN CHROME FIXTURES
              THE LONG RIDE HOME
              CONCEAL A NAME
              ONE LETTER AND 43 VOWELS
              MISSING FINGERS AND TOES
              AMERICAN SHOES
              AMERICAN GLOVES
              SELF-CONSCIOUS HOLES
              FRIENDS WITH CODE
              HIDDEN PRONOUNS
              SANDWICHED

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    • OLD ASTRONAUTS WITH POCKETS OF FEATHERED SKELETONS
      MOCK-QUESTIONERS FROM THE GOVERNMENT
      CENSUS TAKERS WANTING TO MEASURE YOUR MAN-PARTS
      LYRICS NEAR YOUR GROIN—PUMP DADDY FLAT TIRE BLUES
      HAVE YOU RECUPERATED FROM READING MELVILLE ?
      TOSSED THE SHELLS OF DRY EGGS ON THE HIGHER GROUND ?
      UNOBSERVED DETAILS OF LOVE AND LUST
      VERTIGO FROM A RAPID HAND—OVERJOY
      SPECIAL MEANING TO SEXUALITY
      NASA WITH ITS PAGAN DRUM BEATS
      BOOM BOOM BOOM
      AMBIGUOUS JISM
      OUTER SPACE
      ON THE PHONE
      “HELLO, IVAN”

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    • NOAH WAS THE BIG FISH IN THE LITTLE ARK
      THE KING OF ENTRAPMENT
      GOD HIDDEN IN HIS GENES
      ANOTHER DOPEY APE
      ANOTHER ADAM
      AT NIGHT EVERYONE
      HAD WEIRD THOUGHTS
      THE SMELLS OF ANTHROPOLOGY
      THEY BECAME THE VOCABULARY OF KINGS

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    • I WAS AFRAID OF THE OUTSIDER-NARRATOR
      BLIND PEOPLE CALLED HIM, VONNEGUT
      BUT THEY WERE WRONG
      HAVING SERVED IN THE PENAL COLONY
      CONFLICTING RELIGIONS AND SODOMY
      SWEAT WASHES AWAY THE GRIME
      BREATHE IN—BREATHE OUT
      FAITH EMPTIED BY THE PISTON
      PUZZLING SPIRITUAL WARTS

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    • IT SEEMED ARTIFICIAL AT FIRST
      SODOMY DURING GESTALT THERAPY
      EVERY PIECE OF FURNITURE IN THE ROOM
      HAD A SMALL GOLD LABEL THAT SAID
      —DONATED BY FREDERICK PERLS—
      WITH THE LIGHTS OUT
      YOU FOUND IT EASY TO BE EXTROVERT
      PERSONALITY HAD A SPECIFIC SMELL
      DUTIFUL IN BOTH ROLES

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    • THE CORPSE THINKS ABOUT A HAIRCUT
      ON FIRST VIEWING
      WHO WILL CRY ?
      SO DIFFICULT FOR OLD ASTRONAUTS
      TO PAY FOR THE FUNERAL
      RECURRING MENTAL IMAGES
      SYMPATHETIC EYES
      NAKED HOLES IN EACH FACE

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    • ever catch yourself humming at rest stops ?
      colors of innocence and purity
      cut off like the tail of a lizard
      relatives would pray
      and slip the priest
      a little something
      and the word, “REGENERATE”
      on a slip of paper under your pillow
      I know all about that stuff

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    • I would swear that you were humming an old astronaut tune
      something like….up, up, up and away….
      two early morning thoughts
      (-) the destruction of Eden
      (-) your marauding hand
      you think that you know what cannot be known
      heaven-on earth
      heaven-to-come

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    • INTERPLAY OF THE REAL AND THE UNREAL
      ——-VOYEUR’S IMPULSE—————————
      THE NEARNESS OF DISTANCE
      BREATHING ABDOMEN UNDER A TOWEL
      GLISTENING KNOB LIKE A HOLIDAY MUSHROOM
      THE SQUIRRELS CALL IT PICTORIAL VOLUPTUITY

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    • THE CORPSE THINKS ABOUT A HAIRCUT
      MULTI-LAYERED DEATH
      RUMORS OF FINAL JUDGMENT
      IDENTIFICATION OF CHRIST
      WITH SCISSORS
      CHRIST FREE OF JEWS AND GENTILES
      FREE OF NASCAR FUMES AND PRAYER FLAGS
      DARKNESS MADE TOO BRIGHT

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      • a bald corpse if he is lucky to have scissors at hand
        he feels he could easily slice that damnable cross
        and feed all the hungry but there is always something
        did jesus tell you anything about that something?
        i am afraid not

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    • ON THE TV NEWS…. A CHEAT AND A FRAUD WITH A GUN
      AND PEOPLE DIE BUT THEY ARE NOT JUST ANY PEOPLE
      THEY ARE HUMANS WITH FOUR ARMS
      AND A STRANGE ELEPHANT-LIKE HEAD
      THEY DIED IN A CHURCH FOR PEOPLE OF THEIR KIND
      MANY PEOPLE WEEP AT THEIR DEPARTURE
      GOING TO HEAVEN—BEING WITH GOD
      WHO COULD ASK FOR SUCH A THING ?
      NOT ONE SINGLE HAND HELD “REVELATION”
      A TIDY GROUP OF CHURCH-SHARKS SCREAMED LOUD
      THERE WAS MUCH MONEY TO BE MADE
      “YOU CANNOT ALTER OUR FAITH IN GOD”

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    • “BUGGERS DESCRIPTION”
      PARASITIC WORDS LIKE SHARP STICKS IN THE EYE SOCKETS
      APOLCALYPTIC HISTORY FOLDED IN YOUR POCKET
      NOT JUST ANY POCKET—THE EVENING JACKET POCKET
      NIGHT CLUB JACKET—ALMOST A NIGHT CLUB
      THAT FUNERAL WITH THE SMELL OF CARRION
      THAT WAS A SELF-PERPETUATING EVENING

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    • SIGNALING SUBURBANITE’S NOTIONS
      YOU TRIED TO ORGANIZE
      YOUR RELATIVES
      MISFITS——THE WHOLE LOT
      BLONDE, BLUE-EYED
      NECK BURNS
      LIKE ROBIN WILLIAMS
      WIMPED-OUT DARK HAIR
      CRAFTY-EYED
      IMPOLITE
      *in the movies, family life is both
      emotionally edifying
      and
      sentimentally satisfying

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    • going to temple—–spot that crazy hand jive
      hundreds of Satanic templates
      the rejuvenating activity of 666
      the power to resist weakens
      your pole stands at odd angle
      inches fade with time
      soon—just a head

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    • ——————————————————————————-
      ————————————–FUNNY——————————-
      HOW FINGERS SEEM TO GROW ABOUT EVERYWHERE
      PEOPLE SPEAK LIKE ACTORS IN DUBBED MOVIES
      UNSURPASSED TROVES OF NAKED BREASTS
      QUASI-SCIENTIFIC NUDITY—HELL YES
      RECKLESS SENSUALISTS WANTED
      GRIPPING SEX MAKES A GREAT PLOT

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    • THEY SAID THAT YOU WENT TO THE PARTY
      LOOKING FOR MONSTROUS PERVERSIONS
      OF GEOMETRICAL LAWS
      BUT I KNEW IT WAS NOT TRUE
      BORING INTO FLESH
      AND UPHEAVAL WITH THE WIFE
      NOT EXACTLY YOUR CUPCAKE

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    • ALL THAT PANIC OVER PROPERTY RIGHTS
      MARRIAGE MEAT
      YOU GREW UP ON CORN-MUSH
      AND SELF-PRESERVATION
      ——————————————–MARRIAGE MEAT
      TERRIFYING, HUMILIATING
      ERECTIONS LIKE TOMBSTONES
      THE ADULT MOVIES HAD NO END
      HALF-CRAZED DELIGHT
      THAT SMUTTY SCHOOLGIRL
      TURNED INTO A LUMPISH COUCH

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  2. Once upon a time pallbearers
    In a Swiss village didn’t count their fingers
    But contemplated the cracks in the coffin
    Trying to realize who would die next
    And it was always someone
    Whom they despised the most but love
    It is plastic knives and forks when you’re starving
    It is long scratches on vinyl whenever you need some music
    It is a nonagenarian woman whistling in an underpass
    A melody you have never heard

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    • LINGER AND IDLE ALL YOU LIKE
      BUT PLEASE DO NOT MENTION CUTLERY
      AROUND EATMOREWORDS
      ——–GOOD LORD, PLASTIC KNIVES AND FORKS
      THE CONCEPT OF PLASTIC CUTLERY
      AWKWARDLY FORCED SODOMY
      UNDER THE SHADOW OF DEATH
      LIKE A STICK POKED IN THE EYE

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      • When i return home and forget all that plastic
        I will reply but now i am living
        Within a flying kiva with spirits whispering through it
        Too many things at once
        Someone has hidden
        A brick within a brick but the city
        Doesn’t have a clue

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        • ONE MUST BE THANKFUL
          THE CITY HAS NO CLUE
          THE ONE-ARMED BANDIT
          IS A FRIEND IF HE CAN REPLACE
          —–OR REPAIR—-
          THE WHEELS THAT SPIN
          UNTOLD VARIABLES
          IN A DEVILISH GAME
          OFTEN A GAME WITH ATLEAST
          ONE WOLFISH EYE
          A FLYING KIVA WITH SPIRITS
          I KNOW WELL

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        • IRRESPECTIVE OF SCIENTIFIC CREDIBILITY
          LESS TO ANALYZE PLASTIC
          CHALLENGING READERS TO PARTICIPATE
          ————————————————————–
          YOU RETURN HOME AND THINK NOT OF PLASTIC
          WHAT SOURCE YOUR CRIMINAL BEHAVIOR ?
          YOU ARE LIVING !!!
          BONES BURIED IN THE BACKYARD
          SHOUT OUT:
          MORE MONEY
          MORE EXCITEMENT
          MORE OPPORTUNITY
          HOW CAN ONE MEASURE THE INCHES OF DULL CONFORMITY ?
          SUBCULTURES WITH FLASHLIGHTS MEASURING AT NIGHT

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          • dancing silhouettes behind your thoughts
            the whole world is concerned with your appearance
            movable parts on the puppet-poet
            ——————————————–
            ——————————————–
            crazy readers like surgeons
            have knives at home also

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    • IT IS IMPOSSIBLE TO CLOSE DE’ EYES
      THINKING ABOUT THE CRACKS IN THE COFFIN
      WHO WILL DIE NEXT ?
      ALL FINGERS ARE POINTING AT ME
      BEING THE OLDEST LIVING PERSON ON WORDPRESS
      I MUST BE A PRIME CANDIDATE—#1 CHOICE
      OVER 20 YEARS SINCE THE MONKEY GLAND OPERATION
      100,000 PILLS AND MULTIPLE PERSONALITY RESURRECTIONS
      COUNTLESS NUANCES—REPAVED ORIGINS OF FEELINGS
      AS THEY OFTEN SAY, “I CAN SMELL HEAVEN”

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      • prior to space flight astronauts go through a battery of intensive psychological tests to ensure they have the mental capacity to survive in a tin can,
        a billion dollar bullet
        flying through the blackness of unexplored nothing

        trapped with a handful of colleagues – no one expects one of them to go postal
        to embody the term “bat shit”

        to act on the gnawing voices,
        the build up of petty hate,
        the way someone else breaths,
        the masticating slurps,
        nasal snores –

        the relentlessness of space travel, distracted by routine and experiments

        – trapped like bugs in amber-

        no one expected the killing

        garbled transmissions
        an inter- galactic confession

        what would get to him first –
        the guilt or the smell
        Reof decomposition?

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        • SPACE TRAVEL—NOT IN ORDER TO DISOWN OURSELVES
          WANDERINGS AMONG THE STARS
          A SHARED ACTIVITY
          HOW PLEASURABLE
          CONSTANTLY AMAZED BY OTHERS
          POSSIBLE PARTICIPATORY LOVE
          SHAPES OF BEAUTY OUTSIDE
          LIMITLESS WORDS

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        • THE GUILT OF JUVENILE ESCAPADES
          THE SMELL OF UNPLEASANT CONSEQUENCES
          ASTRONAUTS CLINGING TO THE SKIRTS OF SPACE
          DREAMING OF MOTEL BIBLES
          COLLECTIONS OF NARRATIVES
          AND IDENTITY-FORMATIONS
          PLAYFULNESS
          IN CHRISTIANITY

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          • juvenile escapades – ripped trousers snagged jumping fences
            running across a world so big you couldn’t comprehend
            the bend of the horizon
            the roots of the mountain

            sweat on your top lip
            touched with the tip
            of your tongue

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            • RIPPED TROUSERS IN KENTUCKY
              SPELLED “MISEDUCATION”
              PEARLY WHITE CHEEKS
              EXPOSED ON THE BEND
              MOUNTAIN ROOTS SHOW GRATITUDE
              SLOWLY
              STRANGE EYE SOCKETS
              AND BLACK BULL HAIR
              MIDNIGHT ANGUS
              GIANT WRINKLED SCROTUM
              DIFFICULT TO READ THE SCRIBBLING
              THREE-DIMENSIONAL POETRY

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              • RIPPED TROUSERS IN TAVERN SLANG
                A FIG TO COVER THE PRIVATES
                FORBIDDEN BOOKS FULL OF POEMS
                EVIL SCRUPLES FOR WORDS
                WITNESSES AND DETECTIVES
                PARISIANS SMOKING ITALIAN CIGARETTES
                TO CALL GOD A TYRANT
                A MATHEMATICIAN’S
                DREAM

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                • RIPPED TROUSERS
                  IS PHYSICAL PRESENCE
                  AND SPIRITUAL ABSENCE
                  OR NEAR THE GROIN ABSENCE
                  A RESTAURANT CALLED THE FAT FORESKIN
                  DEMONIC FORCES WITH SCISSORS
                  WANTING TO CLEAR AWAY THAT SKIN
                  —————————————————-
                  A FEVER TO TAKE ONE AWAY FROM ROUTINE EXISTENCE
                  FAITH HAS NO EXIT
                  YOUR STICK IS ASLEEP ON A MEDICINAL PILLOW
                  NO POKE FOR WEEKS
                  YEARNING FOR A WARM LOAF
                  THERE ARE WORDS WITH NO MEANING
                  RECLINING IN BED IS A GOOD START

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          • the stress on the syllables
            – the creaking joints
            multiple Michael weak at the knees –
            slow preparation for winter in the sun – Father Christmas a tourist in shorts – people in darktown leave gifts out,
            syringes for him,
            ketamine for the reindeers –
            it’s a sorry state
            presents wrapped in yesterday’s newspaper – Lady Gagas face imprinted backwards on a child’s football –

            when was the last time you had a dream rooted in reality?

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              • your reoccurring dream – you
                in a scout uniform singing your states anthem – cheerleaders with pom-poms woven from discarded hair

                bloodied fang

                you are not the person you thought you were

                I am not the person I wanted to be

                animals sensed the onset cordite moonlight

                Russian roulette at dinner – knife fork or spoon

                – I have a beard to hide things

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                • THE BLOOD IN YOUR VEINS keeps me awake
                  TURN OVER, TURN OVER, another blanket
                  IT IS LIKE WE’RE AT THE FACTORY
                  AND I CAN HEAR THE MACHINES BREATHE
                  AND I THINK ABOUT THE MOTHER MACHINE
                  AND I WATCH THE MACHINES MATURE
                  I BEING A SONG ON GOOD DAYS
                  THE TUBES REPLACE MY BLOOD
                  HEALTHY BLOND BOY BLOOD
                  THEY SAY THAT I WILL LIVE
                  MONEY MEANS EVERYTHING
                  PAPER WITH INK
                  NAKED NUMBERS

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                  • evicted from that special place where you hide away the trinkets, souvenirs
                    buttons from her tunic –
                    a bag of hair –
                    things lost in the long grass of time –

                    your special place
                    cordoned off with police crime scene tape –
                    – latex gloves & sweaty palms
                    – detectives in darktown on 36hour shifts

                    the crushed bodies of Black Friday

                    a long running joke with punchline
                    her sex tap released on line – blurred faces – anonymous –
                    the wet slapping sound

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                    • JOHNNY BOY—GOT A POSTCARD FROM DOSTOEVSKY TODAY
                      TROUBLES WITH HARASSING CREDITORS
                      AND DEPENDENTS
                      NO WINE COOLERS OR BLUE MARTINIS
                      INCESSANT CHEWING
                      CLAWLIKE FINGERNAILS
                      I THOUGHT, “JESUS MAN, CUT YOUR DAMN NAILS”
                      HE LOOKED AT ME AS IF HE WERE A TIGER SHARK
                      AND I WAS GOING TO BE BRIGHT RED
                      CULTURAL CLASS DISTINCTION
                      TATTOOED BUTT-CRACK

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            • PAIN IS THE LANGUAGE THAT GOD UNDERSTANDS
              PAIN IS MUSIC TO THE OLD TESTAMENT GOD
              ———HE SAYS THAT WE SHOULD PICK UP THE AXE
              AND CHOP THE BAD FRUIT TREE DOWN
              NO FREEDOM FROM TRADITION
              FORTUNE AND MISFORTUNE ARE INSULTINGLY RANDOM
              FAKE LOVE IS A REFLECTION OF REAL LOVE
              PEOPLE WHO FAKE PRAY BEFORE MEALS
              THEY ARE A SCARY BUNCH
              NO BODY IN DARKTOWN SEEMS FOOLED BY PRAYERS
              TALKING TO GOD IS A “SHUSH”
              CLAQUES AND CATCALLERS
              GIANT LIBRARY-STYLE “SHUSH”

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            • POETRY ABOUT BROKEN GLASS
              CATHOLICS PUT IT IN THEIR UNDERWEAR
              AND JOG FOR JESUS AND MARY
              AWAKENING THEIR SEXUAL LIFE
              CARESSING THE BIBLE
              STARTLING SUGGESTIONS
              WARM HANDS HOLDING RELIGIOUS WORDS
              OCCULT SEED FLOWING

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      • GRAVITY BEING A SUPPOSED PRODUCT OF A FICTIONAL WRITER
        METH MADE WITH A BONE FROM ALICE WALKER
        POETRY BEING WRITTEN BY MORE THAN ONE TONGUE
        EMOTION WHERE NONE CAN REASONABLY BE EXPECTED
        PEOPLE IN NEAH BAY PROUDLY DISPLAY THEIR GARBAGE
        SKELETONS OF OLD CARS AND WASHING MACHINES
        LITTER THE YARDS
        MEMORIES

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          • PEOPLE PUT THEIR TONGUES AROUND ME
            AND LOOK AT ME WITH WONDER
            I SHARE THEIR ORBIT
            THEIR HARDSHIP
            LIVING OUTSIDE MANNERS AND COURTESIES
            WHORES AND OTHER HOUSEWIVES
            FAKE METAL CORES OF DREGS
            HOBOES AND PEASANTS
            IN FAMILY PHOTOS
            POVERTY SENTIMENTALIZED
            (MEXICO HAS MOVED NORTH)

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      • GRAVITY————TRUSSED UP LIKE A MAN WANTING NEW EXPERIENCES
        TRUSSED-UP MEN WHO CRY LIKE CATS IN HEAT
        ———————————————————————-
        GRAVITY IS NOT LAZY
        CONTRADICTORY….YES
        REWARDING AND PUNISHING

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    • A TV RE-RUN WHERE VIEWERS HUNGER FOR SOMETHING MORE
      FRANTIC HEIFERS WITH LUBE AND MOVIE STAR BODYSPLASH
      NOT MORALLY RESPONSIBLE—JUST A SOURCE OF RELIEF
      PARTICIPATION—SO STARK THAT THERE BE
      NO APOLOGY
      *the single man—a creature no better than a demon clown

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  3. ANY WORDS PLACED NEAR THE CONCLUSION
    MAKES ME AS NERVOUS AS A TAVERN TART
    AT 4am ON A SATURDAY NIGHT
    SEEMS LIKE EVERYONE LIKES TO INVITE ASTRONAUTS
    TO THEIR LOWER EAST SIDE PARTIES
    SOMEHOW—I ALWAYS HOOK UP WITH CHRISTIAN ASTRONAUTS
    INTERFUSED EROTIC MOTIVES IN THEIR POETRY
    AMOROUS ASTRONAUTS CARRYING MOTEL BIBLES
    FLAWLESS FINGERS
    NOT LIMITED BY DIRECTIONAL PREPOSITIONS
    LOVE IS DRAMATIC NOT MYSTICAL
    PHOTOGRAPHS WITH NO RESOLUTION
    OPERATIVE CONSCIOUSNESS
    ON THE HONEYMOON NIGHT
    “IT FELT SHORTER THAN BEFORE”

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  4. I don’t think astronauts would care about those motel bibles
    They have all been desecrated by discordians
    Modern discordians would disgust even RA Wilson by their pettiness
    And in fact, why wouldn’t they find the original immaculate text in space?

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  5. THE ORIGINAL IMMACULATE TEXT
    IS FOLDED UP
    AND IN THE BACK POCKET
    OF ROBIN WILLIAMS
    AND NO ONE
    CAN LOCATE HIM
    ROBIN WAS A SPONGE IN THE BUCKET
    MACABRE WITH DEATH
    OUT TO DISCONTINUE HIMSELF
    WITHDRAWAL FROM THE MAPS
    LIFE NOT WORTH LIVING
    PSEUDONYMOUS
    A MODERN MAN
    SHORT ON SNAIL SNOT
    THEOLOGY AND SCIENCE
    ———–ALWAYS THE QUESTION:
    DO YOU WANT YOUR ASTRONAUT… WHITE (MALE) ?
    SLANT WITH SURPRISE, CUT TWICE ?
    *the simple truth is the original immaculate text
    was never discovered because no one was looking for it

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      • ROLLED DOWN THE WINDOW IN OUTER SPACE
        MOTEL BIBLES TOSSED
        SHADOW PERSONA
        THREE YEARS TAKING THE MEDICINE
        SO I WOULD STOP TALKING TO MYSELF
        TO CALM THE REPTILIAN ?
        UNRECOGNIZABLE AND DARK
        THE DOCTOR SAID THAT I HAD TO STOP
        —NO LONGER IN A CROWD
        I’M WAVING AT YOU

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          • YOU ARE SO KIND AS NOT TO MENTION THE SYPHILITIC SCARS ON MY SHORT SENTENCES
            WORDS THAT PRICK AND STING AND BURN THROUGHT THE NIGHT
            EGO STRUGGLE AND DOCTOR MEDICINE
            LIVING IN A NEST OF MONSTERS—MOULDS OF FORM
            DRINKS AND CAROUSES, WHORISH BEHAVIOR
            “FEMININE” TRAITS ON ONE GOOD LEG
            I HAVE SMELLED THE CUP OF THE FALSE ONE
            THE ODOR OF LOVESICKNESS
            LEPROUS—YES, LEPROUS
            A HAUNTING, GENUINE GRIEF
            “SLIP ON YOUR LEG AND WE WILL DANCE”

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        • the doctor with his illegible prescriptions
          – dusty volumes of ancient solutions – BRING ME THE LEECHES
          – BURN IT CLEAN
          – always sweaty in his presence – a nagging tendency to lie –
          the broken veins on his bulbous nose – the fingers that have been inside –
          a black and white photographic memory
          a brain in jar

          DONT CRY WHEN THE NEEDLE GOES IN*

          ————–

          *sweets given to take the pain away

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          • DID YOU ASK THE DOCTOR
            ABOUT USING THE RIGHT
            EATING UTENSILS ?
            CUTLERY AND SHARECROPPER FOOD
            DIRTY, FILTHY VEGETABLES
            IMPORTED VEGETABLES FROM HIROSHIMA
            SPRAYED WITH MEXICAN LAB JUICE
            WASHED WITH TOM-CAT URINE
            CORRUPTION IN WATER
            DE’ FARMER RAISES THE QUESTIONS
            WHETHER THERE IS MEANING
            IN POETRY
            DEXTERITY IN POETRY
            A SIDE-ORDER OF MOCK READERS
            FRONTAL ASSAULTS
            THE READER CREATES THE POEM
            READER-MADE SALAD-TEXT ?

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    • I enjoy talking to mermaids and totem poles equipped with surveillance cameras
      They spy on us on behalf of the intergalactic mutant league
      They count leaves and petals buried in the snow
      And ascribe specific meanings to their positions
      Meanings charged with who knows what creepy ideas

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      • IN KENTUCKY THERE ARE WAREHOUSES OF PEOPLE
        PAID $6 A HOUR TO WATCH THE SURVEILLANCE
        THEY GET TWO 15 MINUTE BREAKS
        AND 30 MINUTES FOR LUNCH
        THEY CAN GO TO THE BATHROOM AT LUNCH
        IT SEEMS FARFETCHED BUT TRUE
        IF I THINK ABOUT TOTEM POLES
        I THINK ABOUT NEAH BAY
        HOW TIME IS CRUEL TO WOOD
        OFTEN, YOUNG PEOPLE CANNOT SEE THEM
        ELECTRONIC SCREENS DESTROY THEIR SIGHT
        I CAN SEE THE POLES
        AND HEAR THEIR SONG
        WHEN POSSIBLE, I TOUCH THEM
        AS I WAS SHOWN IN YOUTH

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        • very soon they will have the software to analyze the video
          they will drown in all this information anyway

          unfortunately i have never been anywhere around neah bay so far

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          • WHO OWNS INFORMATION ?
            PROFESSIONAL INFORMATION
            UNTEACHABLE
            PHYSICAL INSTINCT
            REJECTED INFORMATION
            ON THE BLACK MARKET
            ATHLETES OF REALITY
            SIMPLE, COMPLEX
            HANDS NEVER USED
            “TRY YOUR HANDS”
            CLIPPED INFORMATION
            ORAL TILL THE EARS HURT
            REVENGE ON THE COMMODE
            FREQUENT PARAGRAPHING
            LIGHT RECTANGLES
            ALLEY BROWN
            CELEBRATED BABY
            PRUDISH SMELLS
            CUT CHEESE

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            • A cat is a dog but you must
              Believe your own toes
              In times of jackbooted lullabies
              Who owns information?
              Flies and spiders but in winter
              In winter fire is waiting
              To be delivered to those who are hot
              Like a dying shoal of tadpoles
              Our subterranean friends have
              Bars of soap and alarm clocks for breakfast
              Addictions of totems are truly
              Disastrous for mere mortals

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              • BARS OF SOAP—-
                THE ENEMY OF LONG DISTANCE JOURNEY DIRT
                AFTER PERFORMING IMPOSSIBLE TASKS
                AFTER BATTLES WITH MONSTERS
                AFTER SOLVING UNANSWERABLE RIDDLES
                OVERCOMING INSURMOUNTABLE OBSTACLES
                THANKS TO A $7.59 KMART ALARM CLOCK
                THE FACE FACING SEXUAL NEUROSIS
                A CLOCK INHERITED FROM PARENTS
                TO ATONE FOR SINS AND CRUEL DEEDS
                NOW, A FULL-FLEDGED ADULT
                WITH BLIGHT AND DISEASE
                VIGOROUS DECAY
                OEDIPUS BREATH
                LOTTERY TEETH

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                • oedipus himself went to china after the disaster
                  nothing glorious or impossible
                  the sphinx with her riddles dead and unmourned
                  and there he became a laughing stock
                  with his incessant preaching about objective reality
                  but later changed his mind and wrote the book of chuang-tzu
                  being a centenarian he was often seen lying
                  on the roof of a wellhouse staring at the sun
                  did the gods return him his sight?

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                  • —————————–did the gods return him his sight ?——————————–
                    THE DEAD RETURN MOMENTARILY
                    TO REPOSSESS
                    RIVALRY
                    IN POETIC CIRCLES
                    BEDROOM PROSE
                    STOLEN FIRE
                    OVERHEAD

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          • ALL THE INFORMATION WILL FALL APART SOON
            A FEW FUNCTIONARIES—PROBABLY CHINESE
            DEMONIACAL AT BEST
            PASSIVITY
            COWARDICE
            THE LAST AMERICANS KILLED IN A CAVE
            SOUTH OF LOUISVILLE, KENTUCKY
            THEY DIED LOVING JESUS

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      • ENDLESS INTERPRETIVE QUESTIONS
        FUTURE ARCHAEOLOGISTS WILL PONDER
        THE ARTIFACTS DISCOVERED IN YOUR WALLET
        PHOTOS TAKEN OF MERMAIDS IN THE 1930s
        DIRECTIONS TO ENDLESS TOTEM POLES
        IN THE PACIFIC NORTHWEST
        NORTHWEST OF FORKS
        PROOF OF OTHERS EXPROPRIATING FUNCTIONS
        MISDIRECTED WEALTH IN AUTOMOBILES
        AND OLD WASHING MACHINES

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        • in the 1930s all the mermaids who were able to escape the Gulag and Nazi camps fled Europe
          but they were intimidated by the burgeoning Lovecraftian horror in the US as well
          so if you are looking for the photos from that time
          you should try South America perhaps

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          • PEOPLE IN HELL SAY THAT SOUTH AMERICA
            IS TOO FAR NORTH
            NO ONE CAN DECODE THE GULAG OR NAZI TEXT
            LITERARY CONVENTIONS ARE TOO EARTHBOUND
            WHITE MEN WITH THE MISTRESS OF PAIN
            FINAL MEANINGS TO MANY THINGS
            AMERICANS ARE BABY CHICKENS
            BASICALLY CLUCK AND PLUCK
            ON DE’ OLD BANJO

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            • people in hell are exactly those bastards
              who built the gulag and nazi camps
              i wouldn’t believe them even if i were an archangel
              the gulag texts don’t need any decoding
              what they really are is pure earthbound pain
              very often illiterate but always understandable
              no
              it is certainly better to cluck and pluck on de old banjo
              being like a baby chicken in front of jesus
              than chew the strings of a balalaika in a stinking kremlin dungeon
              although some idiots like dostoevsky
              thought you might have learned something from that

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              • TO INHABIT THE IMAGINATIVE COSMOS
                DOSTOEVSKY PULLED ALL THE FEATHERS
                OFF HIS BIRDS
                AND THEY REFUSED TO DROP
                EMPTY HAND BREAKFAST
                MEDICINE FOR THE DEEPEST RECESSES
                A PAD OF BUTTER IN HOT TEA
                ITALIAN CIGARETTES
                IF ONLY TO WRITE THE NEXT PIECE
                ALWAYS UNDERSTANDABLE
                SOMETIMES INCOHERENT
                RESTRAINT BEFORE BABY CHICKS

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                • The 19th century was infamous for the viability of its chimeras but still
                  I can’t help but wonder what a drag on an italian cigarette might have done to that cosmos if even the ussr was unable to deal with such a ridiculous challenge
                  Who knows? At least dostoevsky was sincere in comparison with brezhnev and gorby and could endure many unpleasant things

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                  • A DRAG ON AN ITALIAN CIGARETTE CAN BE A MOST FRUITFUL POETIC INFLUENCE
                    AN UNSETTLING MIXTURE OF TURKISH TOBACCO AND CARROT GREENS
                    BEING A LITTLE BLAKE-SIDED
                    I ALWAYS SMOKE URIZENS
                    A PACK OF URIZENS
                    AND ONE CANNOT GO BACK
                    REFORMULATIONS NEVER PAN OUT
                    I HAVE TRIED EVERYTHING
                    SPIRITUAL ALCHEMISTS ALL AGREE
                    ITALIAN CIGARETTES RULE
                    APOCALYPTIC COUGHS
                    AND RED DRIBBLE ON THE PILLOW
                    THE SOUND OF FUNERAL HORSES
                    OCCULT MODE ON THE ALARM CLOCK
                    *perpetually frustrating employment

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                    • Did Ovid smoke them? He surely didn’t go back.
                      He slept in Moldavia in a Romani shack made of slide rules,
                      nymphean coughs and alarm clocks winded by the winds
                      (never mind the pun), and every fucking moment some of them rang
                      (I have seen a picture, or read somewhere about it, don’t remember).
                      It was then that he became disappointed in pythagoreanism
                      (too totalitarian to my taste, he used to say)
                      and embraced kitschy magic. While spending our honeymoon
                      on the banks of the Dniester, we couldn’t find a trace of him,
                      however much we drank local dago red.

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              • ANTI-FREUDIANS AND NEO-FREUDIANS
                AND PEOPLE WHO READ DOSTOEVSKY
                THE MENU IS OFTEN IN FRENCH
                THE CIGARETTES FROM ITALY
                MANNERISMS AND A FLESHLESS PELVIS
                *souped-up car with oversize tires and a wife with a loud muffler

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                • TEARS THAT FLOW FROM THE CARPATHIAN MOUNTAINS
                  TO THE BLACK SEA (STEAM FROM THE BOILER ROOM)
                  BUTTONS IN THE CORNER OF POETIC EYES
                  JUST PUSH THEM—LIKE SNOOZE ON DE’ ALARMS
                  JAPANESE PEOPLE NOT EXPLODED THROW ROCKS AT OVID
                  DEAD CHILDREN FLOAT DOWN THE DNIESTER
                  TOMIS ROMANIA ON CALENDARS
                  BIBLES IN THE MOTELS
                  BIBLES HAVE A LOT IN COMMON WITH CLOSED DOORS
                  HONEYMOON TENSION—DISOBEDIENCE
                  STOP THE EROTIC CLOCK
                  READING FOR PLEASURE
                  OR READING FOR INFORMATION

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                  • i have seen these children trying to see the charles river from the copp’s hill burying ground the miskatonic from sentinel hill there in new england there is a huge perpetual motion machine a thousand golems in size which produces bibles a thousand per second neopagans have tried to destroy it several times all dead now

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                    • RUMOR HAS IT THAT THEY ARE STACKING THOSE BIBLES
                      INTO A GIANT PYRAMID
                      THAT PEOPLE MAY CLIMB TO HEAVEN
                      MY FIRST THOUGHT WAS:
                      WHAT ABOUT CRAZED PEOPLE ?
                      PEOPLE GUILTY OF BIZARRE CRIMES ?
                      THE NYPD IN GENERAL
                      AND THEN THE NYPD WITH A HISTORY OF BROWN
                      INCIDENTAL MATTERS
                      READER’S POOP
                      AS THE POET, YOU MUST SANDPAPER THE ROUGH
                      EAVESDROP ON OTHER POETS
                      PRAY FOR LEAN LANGUAGE
                      INVENT THE GOOD STUFF
                      JAZZ YOURSELF
                      THEN JAZZ OTHERS
                      BE BRAVE—PLACE A COMMA WHERE IT DOESN’T BELONG

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                    • YOU MENTION NEOPAGANS AND I PONDER IF YOU ARE SPEAKING OF “COCKTAIL PARTY” NEOPAGANS—-I SAW ELIA KAZAN COUGH UP A COCKTAIL GLASS
                      ———DICTIONARY DIALOGUE——-PEOPLE FLOATED IN ON RIVERS
                      —–FLOWING WATERS PAST CIVIL WARS—-THE POLITE THING
                      WAS TO SPEAK DICTIONARY SPEECH—–YOU COULD SMELL THE CANCER
                      ON THE SMOKERS—–DISEASE SECRECY———-THE SMELL OF MEDICINE
                      BETWEEN THE LEGS—LOOSE WORDING AND URINE—-OBLIGATIONS TO DEFEND
                      —-YOUNG PEOPLE WITH ELECTRONIC JARGON——JAR THE READER WITH JARGON
                      ————PERPETRATORS——-BULGING PERPETRATORS

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                • ANTI-FREUDIANS AND NEO-FREUDIANS
                  THE CORRECT MEDICATION
                  AND EVERYTHING TURNS FLAT
                  HONEYMOON ORAL ADMINISTRATION
                  NO LONGER SEEMS FUNNY
                  OVERBLOWN COMEDY ?
                  NIGHT AFTER NIGHT
                  THE BULGING EYES
                  BEADS OF SWEAT
                  THE FEAR
                  OF A SURPRISE LOAD
                  JISM WITH ITS ODD SPELLINGS

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  6. SO WHAT IF I ONCE DATED A CHUBBY SHE-OCTOPUS
    SHE WAS A BETTER SOUL—I BEING A LOW DOG
    A GYPSY YOUTH WITH A PRONG TO FRITTER
    SHE SOLD LOVE AT MARKET PRICE
    INSPIRATION AT DISCOUNT
    COHERE AND COHERE
    NEVER ENOUGH
    SUCTION CUP
    LOVE

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    • I WATCHED A MOVIE AFTER RECUPERATING,
      “NEVER ENOUGH SUCTION CUP LOVE”
      REALLY WASN’T ABOUT LOVE
      MORE LIKE PHASE 27 ORAL SEX
      BREATHTAKING IN ITS SWALLOW
      ————THE BIBLE WARNS ABOUT A SERPENT
      SWALLOWING THE BABY CHICKS AT THE
      FEET OF JESUS
      ————ABANDONED AND DEFENSELESS IN THE PATH OF HUNGRY EVIL
      wonder-wounded state of mind
      I asked Jesus why He needed feet
      He seemed upset

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        • some people can see the commas in the air
          but it’s impossible to sense them in the water supply
          terrorists of all kinds fake friends of hades
          and mock lovers of persephone follow the path
          of the paper moon to the very end
          division by 9 & 14 is
          just a veneer
          but jesus the serpent will carry on

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          • TO SATISFY THE NEED TO SEE COMMAS IN THE AIR
            OR HOW DOES THE READER TURN WORDS INTO A POEM
            (TOP SECRET—FLYING COMMAS HAVE NO INTERIOR)
            POETRY PERMITS THE READER TO EXPOSE HIS/HER PERSONALITY
            ————-EXPOSE OR EXPRESS ?———–
            WANNA JOIN A PROFESSIONAL READER CLUB ?
            GAIN POWER OVER WORDS ?
            FREE ASSOCIATION
            REPLACE EAT-OR-BE-EATEN FEARS
            LOVE AND BE LOVED
            SEE COMMAS IN THE AIR

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            • Ancient writers didn’t even leave spaces between words
              If they had seen commas in the sky
              The whole cities would have gone bananas
              Lost the sense of gravity and flown upward
              Toward cosmic apes and donkeys and the avant-kitsch music of the spheres
              Watching their personalities peeling off like cabbage leaves one by one
              And dissolving in the vacuum

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    • it appears that we have reached the maximum depth of threaded comments above and i can’t change it

      anyway i would rather avoid the advantages of being in heaven and/or a poet
      a new babylon is going to have a tower but no whores

      as to the pagans
      they shouldn’t probably be strict pagans
      but pagans only for a day
      tomorrow they will be muslims
      then christians then buddhists then jews then taoists then zoroastrians then hindus etc.

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      • ———–no limit to rubber bands or maximum depth or lack of flesh on de’ pelvis
        —–how much would someone pay for the absence of smell ?
        —–hungry imagination around the campfire (COMPLETE WITH NATIVE DRUMS)
        —mocked lovemaking—mechanical parts—misnamed motions
        —–musical hormones–infantile conversational poetry
        —–repetitive arrests for allegedly criminal conduct
        —–a poorly placed comma in a love story

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            • the port of pork is fine but it is dangerous to eat commas
              when your age is divisible by 9 or 14
              especially with broccoli
              if you don’t want to get lost in the bardo forever

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              • SODOM AND GOMORRAH ARE DIVISIBLE BY 9 AND 14
                MULTI-TONGUED POETS STAND BEHIND THE SHIELD OF SATAN
                SELF-DEVOURING AND WEIRDLY UNKNOWING
                BLACK STUFF IN THE BIBLE PAINTED WHITE
                ANYTHING AND EVERYTHING NON-JESUS
                RIPPED OUT AND CHARMED WITH FLAMES
                BIOGRAPHICAL FIRE, LANGUISHMENT
                HONEYMOON HUNGER TO THE GRAVE
                COMMA COUNTERS AND SPELLERS OF GENDER
                FREUDIAN MODES OF CORECTNESS
                MANY PATHS TO MADNESS

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                • YOU CONSTANTLY SEND ME PHOTOGRAPHS OF POCAHONTAS
                  UNSPOILED AND FORBIDDEN (?)
                  PHYSICALLY AGGRESSIVE WITH DEAD DOG ODOR
                  MY GOD, I’VE WASHED MY HANDS RAW
                  *unrestrained appetite and displacement of the vagina

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                  • Who the hell is Pocahontas?
                    Does she at least own the universe?
                    Or a mansion in Prague?
                    Or a grave in Andorra?
                    Or a boa constrictor in Calgary?
                    Or a butterfly in Murmansk?
                    Or an HIV in Shanghai?
                    Or a lousy dog in a backwater heaven?
                    That dog is still barking outside my door,
                    But she is sleeping like Mary on a cast-iron couch
                    Full of the shining shards of hammers and sickles
                    And silent black-and-white dreams
                    While the crowds are shopping.

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                    • I FEEL LIKE A TODDLER CLUMSY
                      BEING A YOUNG FISH IN THE BOWL
                      NEVER MORE THAN 50 MILES FROM BIRTH
                      RAISED ON CORN CIDER AND CIVIL WAR TALES
                      THE NORTH AND THE SOUTH
                      NEVER THE EAST AND THE WEST
                      AT FIRST I THOUGHT THE PHOTOGRAPHS
                      OF POCAHONTAS
                      MIGHT BE IMAGES OF MY REAL MOTHER
                      HOW DOES ONE DEMONSTRATE
                      THE DEGREE OF VALUE ?
                      SHE SEEMS LIKE A KITTENISH WOMAN
                      IN HER DISNEY DESIGNED WARDROBE
                      ——-YOUR THOUGHTS EXPRESSED
                      WITH A TORTURED DEMEANOR
                      SENSITIVE AGONIZED EYES
                      ACROSS THE MILES
                      I CAN HEAR YOUR HARD HEART
                      DETECTIVES INFORM ME THAT YOU WRITE
                      A PECULIARLY ODD ALPHABET
                      AS IF YOU ARE A TRANSPLANT
                      POSSIBLY AN AGENT FOR THE OTHER SIDE
                      I SAW HONEYMOON PHOTOS
                      NO-LIP KISSING
                      AND NONGENITAL TOUCHING
                      CULMINATING EVENTUALLY IN FRUSTRATION
                      VIRGINITY DOES MARK ONE SPECIAL
                      ————SPECIALNESS————-
                      CONTINUALLY MONITORING YOURSELF
                      MAGNETIC FORCES
                      HYPNOTIC SOUNDS
                      THE SECRET CODE

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                    • SOMEONE TURNED ON A FLASHLIGHT
                      AND I WAS ASKED TO LEAVE
                      A SOCIAL OUTCAST
                      NEVER MORE THAN 50 MILES FROM BIRTH
                      RAISED ON BOURBON
                      AND TOPLESS WOMEN
                      WITHOUT NAMES
                      DESCENDING THE CIRCLES OF HELL
                      I WAS FRIENDS WITH CHARLES MANSON
                      HE WAS SO PALE
                      IN HELL HE WAS A TATOR-TOT

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  7. SOMEONE SAID THAT YOU FAKED BEING HAPPY IN AN UNSOPHISTICATED PAIR OF UNDERPANTS
    —-UNCORRUPTED GROIN AREA WITHOUT SOCK IMPLANTS
    ANCIENT GREEK DRAWSTRINGS
    TRUMAN CAPOTE GAVE THEM A BIG THUMBS-UP
    HE LIKED THE USE OF ADHESIVE TAPE
    THE MAN-SIZE GIRTH
    REAL EVENTS SHAPED INTO POETRY
    THOUGHTS AND FEELINGS
    DISTURBED NARRATIVE
    *one has to be in a fast car for 70 minutes to escape conventional narrative

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    • THE DRUDGERY OF CRAFTING WORDS
      PERCEIVED PREDATORS BEHIND EVERY NOUN
      SWITCHING TO AUTOPILOT, POWERFUL MOTIVATORS KICK IN
      GETTING REALLY GOOD AT SIDESTEPPING
      DEEP-ROOTED ANXIETIES — SABOTAGE-MONKEYS
      SIZE UP THE ENEMY—ASSESS RISK
      WHAT TO DO WHEN CONFRONTED
      STAY INDOORS
      AND WATCH THE BLUE-BLACK BULLS
      SAFE FROM INTERCONNECTIVITY
      SAFE FROM THE INTERNET
      PRAY FOR PREMATURE DEATH

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      • IN AN INFANTILIZED STATE PRAYING FOR PREMATURE DEATH
        —————————–ONLY IN AMERICA———————–
        MATERNALNESS GROWN BLACK AND CRUEL
        CHILDREN SINK IN THE RIVER
        TO ESCAPE
        NO HOPE FOR A RENEWED LIFE
        THE PULL OF THE LUNAR PRESENCE GOES UNNOTICED
        SPIRIT-CORRUPTING CONCERNS
        LOCKED IN A NAUGHTY BOY

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        • —————————————————————————————-
          AFFECTION CHARACTERISTIC OF HEALTHY POETRY
          BEYOND THE OCCASIONAL GRUNT
          THE RING OF FIRE, MYSTERIOUS, AWESOME
          EMILY DICKINSON———-EXPLORING
          ———————————————–EXPERIMENTING
          FREQUENT EXAGGERATIONS
          ABOUT ROMANCE IN A SUBMARINE
          SNUGGLING AND HIDING
          SUBMISSIVE
          ————————

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          • I am too claustrophobic for a romance in a submarine
            And too excited for healthy poetry
            But i’d rather keep fire within matches and thunderbolts
            To let air spread freely

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        • WHEN YOU THINK OF EMILY DICKINSON
          DO YOU THINK—CHEAP SUBSTITUTE FOR A MAN ?
          DO YOU THINK OF HER POOR HEALTH ?
          RED URINE AND BLACK URINE
          AND POETRY ABOUT BEES
          A RICH GIRL IN A POOR WORLD
          WHAT WAS ON THE MENU ?
          A MAN OUT OF REACH
          A FEAR OF THE POKE
          OTHER FEMALES WITH FRUIT
          A CRAZY JESUS CHRIST

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            • SO DIFFICULT TO GET OUT OF BED
              ————-WHEN ONE REFUSES TO THINK
              THE SHOES OF CEMENT
              WHEN WET WERE SIMPLE TO SLIP ON
              BURROUGHS CHUCKLES FROM UP ABOVE
              HE DIDN’T BELIEVE IN GOD
              AND NOW HE DRIVES A TAXI IN HEAVEN
              LIKE NEW YORK CITY ON MENTAL HEALTH DAY

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              • HOW MANY PILLS WOULD IT TAKE TO ERASE THE THOUGHT
                OF BURROUGHS DRIVING A TAXI IN HEAVEN ?
                (lost in New York City on Mental Health Day)
                POETS NEVER USE THE WORD “KAHUNA”
                SCIENTISTS ARE AFRAID OF THE HUMAN SOUL
                POVERTY SHOULD BE REWARDED
                NOAH HAD A SECRET BANDAGE
                ON THE ARK IT WAS CONSTANTLY DIRTY
                SOME SAY THAT HIS SINS WERE LEAKING

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                • it would take an hour of standing barefoot
                  on a square inch of orange peel
                  to forget about the useless army of heavenly taxi drivers
                  lost and confused, without any chance of
                  getting a passenger
                  righteous souls are notorious for wallowing under the wheels
                  till they become thin as a hair of that dog which always returns to its vomit
                  split a thousand times

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                  • ———MENTAL HEALTH DAY IN NEW YORK CITY———
                    ON THE EVENING NEWS THEY STATED THAT ANGELS
                    HAVE NO FEET
                    AND YET ANGELS SWEAT LIKE RACE HORSES
                    LOST AND CONFUSED
                    BEFORE MEDICATION OR AFTER MEDICATION ?
                    SEEMS LIKE A LOT OF ITALIANS WORK AT THE NUTHOUSE
                    ONE CAN SMELL THE EXPENSIVE SMOKE ON THEIR CLOTHING
                    THEY PLACE THEMSELVES ABOVE NOAH
                    THEY CARE NOT THAT HIS BANDAGE CONSTANTLY GETS MORE DIRTY
                    THE BEATLES SING ON THE RADIO, “A LITTLE DIRTIER ALL THE TIME”
                    AMERICANS CONTINUE TO BE THE OFFSCOURING OF ALL THINGS
                    A SPECTACLE FOR THE CLOUD PEOPLE
                    VERY FEW AMERICANS VISIBLE
                    HOLY IGNORANCE PROVES LETHAL
                    HITCHHIKERS IN HEAVEN RIDE FOR FREE
                    BURROUGHS WITH HIS GAY ISSUE
                    LIKED TO PICK UP RAGGED MUDCAKED LADS
                    SHIFT ATTENTION AWAY FROM FOOTLESS ANGELS
                    TO THE BACKDOOR SOLUTIONS IN THE BACKSEAT
                    RATIONAL SOLUTIONS WITH ASTRO-LUBE
                    A PERSONAL RELATIONSHIP
                    TRANSCENDENT VALUE IN FRICTION
                    LIFE IS MADE POSSIBLE IN PART
                    BY ITS MANY FAILURES

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                    • yeah i know
                      they once tried to subdue an angel by playing klezmer music on all the freight trains that were passing nearby
                      and throwing their nails and hair at it
                      but it refused to give in and kicked them with feet
                      which were growing out of every part of its body including the wings
                      you are not italians you bastards and have never been it cried among other things
                      and those cries reached along with the silly liverpudlian songs and the evening news
                      the remotest stars very fast

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                    • BANKRUPTCY IN BED
                      DEVOURING MAW UNDER THE COVERS
                      THE MOTHER CAVE THE MONSTER MOUTH
                      EXTENSIVE MATHEMATICAL THEORIES
                      IMPERFECT SIMULACRUMS
                      THE IMPACT OF OBSERVING ONESELF
                      MEASUREMENTS OF DONG GONE WRONG
                      *random error………..or hourly error ?

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                    • I SAW YOU THIS MORNING IN A TURN LANE
                      WAITING FOR A GREEN ARROW
                      YOU WERE STILL THERE 7 HOURS LATER
                      THINKING “WHAT A SENSELESS NIGHTMARE ROAD”
                      THE ROAD OFFERS RADICAL LESSONS
                      ARTIFICIAL NEEDS
                      PUFFY-EYED IDEAS
                      LAWBREAKING REMAINS A NO-GO
                      I SAW YOU THIS MORNING IN A TURN LANE

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                    • PEOPLE ON THE CORNER TRYING TO SELL
                      CANS OF PORK AND BEANS
                      AN ARTIFICIAL NEED FOR MONEY
                      PUFFY-EYED POETS IN STAGE COSTUMES
                      IN A RENTAL CAR PARKED
                      AT OUTFITTERS
                      IN FORKS
                      TWENTY THOUSAND DOLLARS
                      EXPERIMENTAL METH
                      BOHEMIA BONE DADDY
                      HIS BABY SKULL ACCESSORIES
                      THE LADDER HE INHERITED
                      UP AHEAD HE IS MOVING DOWN
                      A PINT OF WHISKEY
                      COFFEE BLACK
                      WITH NO POVERTY

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                    • UNMENTIONABLE GREEK STUFF…73 MILES FROM FAMILY VALUES
                      MOVING THROUGH LIFE….YEARS BETWEEN WIVES
                      SPIT FOR LUBE AND WORKING GIRLS
                      UNEATEN FOOD ON THEIR PLATE
                      POETRY ON THE FLOOR
                      BORDELLO POOCHES
                      JOURNAL NOTES
                      MOIST LOGS

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                    • UNVOICED COMMUNICATION
                      THE CLOSING OF THE EYES
                      ANGELS IN THE BLUE SKY
                      HITCHHIKERS IN HEAVEN RIDE FOR FREE
                      PHOTOGRAPHS OF WHERE THEY WISH TO GO
                      FLOATING IN THEIR EYES
                      ON AN INTELLECTUAL LEVEL
                      FRIENDS CLOSE THEIR EYES
                      TO COMMUNICATE

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                    • WOBBLY-LEGGED AND RINGED WITH HEARTS AND INSCRIPTIONS
                      GIRL BONES AND RAGS WITH PHANTOM LINERS
                      HAIR AROUND THE CALENDAR
                      HAIR AROUND THE CORNERS
                      HER LITTLE DINGHY
                      A DESIGN TO MEET THE NEEDS
                      INTIMACY KNOWN AND UNKNOWN
                      OR EVEN POSSIBLE
                      SOMEONE SAID, “MODERN LOVE”

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                    • ONLY DEMENTED PEOPLE MADE ADVANCES
                      HANDS MADE ROUGH
                      OR ODD GROWTHS
                      OR SOUR BREATH
                      ENDLESS WRONGS AND SELDOM RIGHTS
                      CASH MONEY BOUGHT A NOTCH ABOVE
                      BEST OF ALL, NOT SAYING GOODBYE
                      ONE COULD JUST SHUT THE DOOR AND GO

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  8. WHO PULLED OUT THE HEAVY HAND ?
    IN THE HOUR OF NEED
    PAID WITH INSTALLMENTS
    TIME OFF THE CLOCK
    PRIVATE TIME
    ALMOST DESTROYED BY HOPE
    LIBIDINAL IMPULSES
    BANGING LOUDLY
    TODAY THE FLOWERING GIRL
    MAY OPEN UP
    SOME TONGUE ACTION
    STIFF PAYMENT
    TWO MEN BEFORE ME
    BUT NOW I RESIDE
    THE SKIN TIGHT AROUND ME

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    • IT GRIEVED ME TO THINK OF THE OTHER TWO MEN
      BREAKFAST SEED AND LATE LUNCH SEED
      WHITE PEOPLE, EDUCATED AND CLEAN
      TORMENTED INTENSITY
      THEIR WIVES LIKE BAGS OF FLOUR
      THEY RACED ABOUT THE INNER ROOM
      FRICTION SOOTHED LONELINESS
      EACH WITH A PERSONAL CURVE
      SMALL AND DAINTY
      TO THE LIMIT
      SHE MOANED
      IN CELEBRATION

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      • READ IT SIDE-BY-SIDE
        THE WORDS GOD DIDN’T WANT
        UNMISTAKABLE LOVE
        ————-can you think that ?
        UNMISTAKABLE LOVE
        THE PEOPLE GOD DIDN’T WANT
        ALL JOY IS SQUEEZED FROM SIN
        CATHOLICS WITH BROKEN GLASS
        STOLEN BROKEN GLASS FROM THE HEBREWS

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        • PRIMORDIAL, SUPERNAL ADAM
          SOME ODD UNION OF MAN AND SUPERMAN
          “HE WHO WEARS A SKIN-SUIT OF LIGHT”
          SIZE AND SPLENDOR AND SWOLLEN BALLS
          NOT A SINGLE FEMININE ELEMENT IN HEAVEN
          100% BIRTH SMELL FREE
          PROBLEMATICAL MALE MATH

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          • DID NOT REALLY BEGIN TO LIVE UNTIL AFTER DEATH
            ALL MEASUREMENT CAME TO A HALT
            YOU ARE UPSET BECAUSE NARRATIVE
            MUST BE “MAN-HANDLED”
            LIKE A WILD CREATURE
            IN A CIRCUS
            WARMTH ALMOST GONE
            COLOR SOON
            TIME HAS QUIVERED OUT
            PARTICULARS ARE WANTING OUTDOORS
            POSSIBLY FOR THE LAST TIME
            MOMENTS OF DEATH ARE NEAR
            PRECONCEIVED NOTIONS
            STUBBORN PRIDE
            CEMETERY WITH NO GRACE
            A GRAVE WITH A LONG FACE
            NEIGHBORS ARE ANGRY
            YOU FAIL TO CONTROL YOUR NARRATIVES
            WILL YOU SNAP OR CONTINUE TO UNWIND ?

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    • bordello dogs——kiss kiss the Socratic world goodbye
      feathered skeletons trying to hatch
      8 year old eggs
      your thoughts—deliberately unclear
      are you going to make bone soup ?
      are you going to try to mask the smell ?
      you rest your head on the bird nest
      you are a visionary genius
      perfect convergence
      inside your head

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  9. WILL YOU SNAP OR CONTINUE TO UNWIND ?
    NAMELESS EXISTENCE
    A PILE OF BONES OUT BACK
    BLOATED CHILDREN WAVE FLAGS
    BY THE SIDE OF THE ROAD
    STRUGGLING IN KENTUCKY
    THE LIBRARY IS BOOK FREE
    CENTIPEDES IN THE COLON
    AN OLD LADY DOWN THE STREET
    IS SELLING FAKE STEAMED CRABS
    SERVED ON CARDBOARD

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  10. ARE YOU CONSTANTLY WATCHED BY YOUR ASSISTANTS ?
    “THAT’S GOOD, AUMQUE”
    ALL DAY LONG EMPLOYEES TELL YOU HOW GREAT YOU ARE DOING
    WHAT ABOUT THE PEOPLE BEHIND THE GLASS PARTITION ?
    FOCUS ON THE TERMINOLOGY
    PAUSES BETWEEN SENTENCES
    ARE YOU PATHOLOGICALLY SUSPICIOUS ?
    PEOPLE IN KENTUCKY ENJOY A NATURAL DOUBLE IGNORANCE
    THEY ARE IGNORANT
    THEIR NARRATOR GOD IS IGNORANT
    THEY SHARE YOUR CONDUCT
    WHITE LAUNDRY TURNED GRAY EMOTIONS
    POSSIBLY RENTED EMOTIONS
    EMOTIONS WITH SCRATCHES FROM SUITCASES
    EMOTIONS STAINED FROM CHILDHOOD

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    • Dude! I don’t even believe
      That i am being watched by jhvh
      But the guys endowed with gigantic empty heads
      Ignorant to the extreme watch me all the time
      From kentucky from mars and from denver
      Some think i am inside these heads
      Inside all of them at once

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      • BABY BIRD, I HELP REPAIR SEEING EYES
        AND A SEEING EYE IS WATCHING YOU 36/7
        EXTREME BLACK AND WHITE
        EXTREME COLOR
        EXTREME FOCUS
        CONSTANTLY MEASURING EVERYTHING
        HEAD, ARMS, UPPER BODY
        LENGTH OF SENTENCES
        ALL THOSE NUMBERS
        ARE USED IN SOME CRAZY MATH
        MATH THAT ABOUNDS IN THE MINUTEST
        THAT SCREAMS IN PRIMAL AGONY
        LIKE A CALF BEING PULLED FROM ITS MOTHER
        WITH A TRACTOR

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        • OUTSIDE THE DOORS
          ENDLESS FABRICATION
          UNCONTROLLABLE GROWTH
          MAN-MADE MATTER
          THE WORLD SOON FULL
          —–IVAN CARRIES THE UNKNOWABLE BLANK
          HE HIMSELF MADE ONLY TO BE UNMADE
          THE BLANK WAS HEAVY IN YOUTH
          EACH SINGLE ACT A CHUNK OF THE BLANK
          FACES FROM LIFE IN A DARKENED THEATER
          A TIGHTLY-PACKED CROWD

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        • the thing about the eyes in the sky is
          the more they watch the less they see
          people here on earth can say numbers ad infinitum
          in any possible order
          they will be all random and mathless anyway
          and fetid like hondas born by a piebald cow

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          • BELIEF IN THE EYES IN THE SKY
            –SKEPTICISM–
            MILES OF SECRECY
            INTELLECTUAL EYES
            MAY SEE LESS
            BUT KNOW MORE
            -REPEAT-
            MAY SEE LESS
            BUT KNOW MORE
            ————
            YOUR NAME WAS ON THE LOTTERY LIST
            PERHAPS YOU SAID SOME TRIGGER WORD
            OR VISITED A QUESTIONABLE WEB SITE
            SITUATIONS HAVE BEEN KNOWN TO BE INVENTED
            UNDECIPHERABLE SLANG FOR ACCUMULATION–ELIMINATION
            BASEMENT WORDS
            POOL HALL WORDS
            WORDS ABOVE THE TOILET PAPER
            NUMBERS ABOVE THE TOILET PAPER
            ————2 RULES—————-
            (*) NO SELF-CANCELLATION
            (*) MUST LOVE GOD
            ————
            MEN WITH BEARDS
            WIVES LIKE COMFORTABLE ARMCHAIRS
            CHILDREN AID IN REDUCTION
            OF PLENITUDE
            CHILDREN MAKE TERRIBLE PETS
            CLAUSTROPHOBIC RATS
            LIKE ONE LIVES IN A SHOE
            YOKED TO RELATIVES
            YOKED AND YOKED AGAIN
            DEAD RELATIVES IN VARIOUS GUISES
            FORERUNNERS

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            • SO FAR I HAVE WARNED YOU:
              THE EYES IN THE SKY MAY SEE LESS
              BUT KNOW MORE
              YOUR NAME AND NUMBER ERASED AND THEN SOME
              YOUR LOTTERY TICKET CONTAINS YOUR INFORMATION
              CHILDREN MAKE BAD PETS
              DON’T INTERCOURSE WOMEN WHO RESIDE IN SHOES
              DON’T PURCHASE HINDU SCRIPTURES
              LET THE RAIN WASH AWAY UNDECIPHERABLE SLANG
              BE KIND TO JOHNNY BOY FROM EATMOREWORDS

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              • there are some shoes where archangels reside
                they have eaten all my lottery tickets
                and wiped their asses with hindu scriptures
                now they can afford being kind and unsophisticated

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                  • so what? you apparently think that head
                    was alive some day or another and maybe
                    even crowned a body, but fortunately for everyone,
                    including the head itself, it was only a toy
                    for my shoes from the start, nothing more.

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                    • THE WORLD IS FULL OF CONTRADICTORY OPINIONS
                      ON ANY GIVEN SUBJECT
                      TAKE A HEAD IN A BOX
                      IT WAS ONLY A TOY
                      THAT SAUSAGE SMELL
                      THE BLOOD SOAKED CARDBOARD
                      THE NARRATOR ON THE NEWS
                      TALKING ABOUT THE BODY
                      THE NECESSITY OF LYING
                      THE ACT OF LYING
                      THE SLOW PATTER OF POETRY
                      EACH WORD LIKE A TOOTH PULLED
                      IMMIGRANT TOMBSTONES IN THE FRONT YARD
                      THE MORE CASH-MONEY I GIVE YOU
                      THE MORE YOU THUMB YOUR NOSE
                      AT ME

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                    • A TOY FOR YOUR SHOES ??????????
                      DAY TO DAY IN A SYSTEM OF PARASITISM
                      GIVING AND TAKING—CONSTANTLY GIVING
                      JELLY AND BLOODY HAIR
                      CROWNED A HEAD
                      AND THEN A BODY
                      AND BLISS WENT OUT THE WINDOW
                      SEXUAL VITALITY AT WHAT PRICE ?

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      • one time I went to your birthday party
        and your relatives were black robed judges
        in a tomblike room
        I found myself literal
        and irreducible
        was I the bride ready to receive ?
        I thought, “damn, all my life I’ve had to
        deal with the secret police and now
        I’m on trial for having a wandering
        mind and an open heart”
        of course, I wasn’t on trial
        I was some stupid kid
        at a birthday party
        for Ivan

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      • one time I went to your birthday party
        I brought you three kinds of comprehension
        HEMI-SEMI-DEMI
        there were many adult generators at the event
        they had no concept of comprehension
        having a surplus of money
        I spoke openly of natural selection
        I displayed a language of my thoughts
        lame ducks, machinery, and creatures
        with bright blue butts

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        • IN A HURRY TO HAVE A THOUGHT ?
          CHOOSE A WAY NOT MADE FOR CROWDS
          PEOPLE WITH POCKETS ARE DANGEROUS
          THOUGHTS CARRIED OUT OF SIGHT
          MIGHT BE STINKERS
          ————————–
          ONCE WHEN YOU WERE DRINKING
          YOU THREW DICTIONARIES AT PASSERS-BY
          INGENUITY IN WORDS
          EVEN IF THEY ARE PRINTED
          UNALTERABLE WORDS, BABY BIRD

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          • how many dictionaries do you need
            to keep you mice sated?
            when i was a child mice had eaten
            war and peace and the war of the worlds in the attic
            and asked for moby dick but my father
            couldn’t find a copy anywhere

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            • HANDS OF THE EXECUTIONERS AT MY THROAT
              I FAINTED WHILE YOU COUNTED DICTIONARIES
              I FAINTED WHEN YOU ASKED YOUR FATHER
              FOR A COPY OF HIS MOBY DICK
              PEOPLE AT HEADQUARTERS
              HAVE CIRCLED YOUR NAME
              WITH A RED MARKER
              MENTAL HEALTH GEEKS
              THOUGHT STRANGE THOUGHTS
              AS THE SUN AND THE WIND
              TOUCHES MY ULTIMACY
              PARALYZED ON THE FLOOR
              AS YOU COUNTED DICTIONARIES
              PARALYZED ON THE FLOOR
              AS YOU POINT TO THE LIVING
              COPY OF MOBY DICK

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              • CHILDREN OUTSIDE LIKE COURTING PIGEONS
                I WAS AFRAID YOU WOULD GO POSTAL
                I’VE BEEN SO UNDERCUT I CANNOT HELP
                SO SORRY, IVAN
                I’VE BEEN SO UNDERCUT I CANNOT HELP
                POETRY OUT THE WINDOWS
                IN THE WINTER AIR
                POETRY DOWN THE DRAINS
                RUNNING WATER ALL NIGHT
                POETRY DOWN THE DRAINS
                RUNNING WATER ALL DAY
                CHILDREN OUTSIDE IN HEAT LIKE DOGS
                I WAS AFRAID YOU WOULD GO POSTAL
                THEY THINK THEMSELVES INVISIBLE
                IN THE VAPORS OF LUSTFUL STEAM
                INVISIBLE IN YOUTH
                BEHIND THE KITCHEN STOVE
                THEY’RE MAKING TARGET
                BEHIND THE WRECKED DODGE
                THEY’RE GOING FOR BROKE
                I’VE CALLED THEIR PARENTS
                THEY ONLY HISS AND CRAWL
                CHILDREN HAVE NO SIGNIFICANCE
                *sorry Ivan, I’m so weathered and undercut—I cannot help

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                • —————-TREACHERY————————–
                  NARRATIVE SLEEP IN THE OLD TESTAMENT
                  SEVEN LOCKS OF SUPER STRENGTH
                  IVAN THROWS STONES AT FLYING GEESE
                  MASCULINE CONQUEST
                  THE FLYING BIRDS ARE AN AMOROUS SPECTACLE
                  SILENT AND SYMBOLIC
                  HUMAN AGENTS
                  WATCHING IVAN
                  HIS PERVADING BLUENESS
                  HIS SPIRIT SPOUT
                  THREE PARAGRAPHS BY MELVILLE
                  NEVER PUBLISHED
                  ERASED WOMAN IN THE SCHEME OF GENESIS
                  BENIGN AND PASSIVE IN ANY LANGUAGE
                  UNDERCURRENTS OF VERBAL INTERCOURSE
                  ACTIVE AND DESTRUCTIVE CONVERSATIONAL POETRY
                  *sorry Ivan, I’m so weathered and undercut—I cannot help

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                    • HEAD OF THE WELCOMING COMMITTEE
                      DISCIPLINE AND LOVING TO SHINE
                      ARTIC CIRCLES ON THE CEILING
                      PEOPLE COMPLAIN ABOUT THE OLD ADAM
                      ANGELS WITH RELIGIOUS BANNERS
                      BEHIND YOUR BACK, IVAN
                      SKINS INSIDE OUT

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                    • ON THE SUBJECT OF OLD ASTRONAUTS
                      AND INTERCOMMUNICATION
                      SILVER SUITS
                      CAPSULES
                      DIALS, GAUGES, SIGNAL LIGHTS
                      CLAUSTROPHOBIA IN METAL
                      UMBILICAL CORDS FLOATING ABOUT
                      OUTSIDE THE WINDOW
                      A-SORT-OF-ROULETTE-WHEEL
                      WEIGHTLESS AND BLUE
                      THE EARTH-BALL
                      ALMOST A TOY
                      POETIC METHODS
                      TURNED SCIENTIFIC
                      OLD ASTRONAUTS
                      HOOKED TOGETHER

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                    • HOOK UP WITH ME
                      AND WE WILL SMOKE A CHURCH
                      GET HIGH ON THE FUMES
                      TRAVEL UPSTAIRS
                      LIKE TRUE ASTRONAUTS
                      WAY BEYOND THE EXPLANATIONS
                      PAST PURITAN PATRIARCY
                      UNGOVERNABLE AT BEST
                      WHICH WIG WILL YOU WEAR ?
                      A 1973 DAVID BOWIE “ZIGGY”
                      A RED JUMPSUIT
                      WITH ELABORATE EMBROIDERY
                      *free of the morbid meddling of conscience

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                    • PURSUED BY A MANIACAL FORMER LOVER
                      A WOMAN FROM THE EVIL CATALOG
                      AT BEST SHE WAS RAW MATERIAL
                      YOURS TO SHAPE
                      AN UNPREDICTABLE PATH
                      TOWARDS A PREDICTABLE END
                      CONSTANTLY BOMBARDED WITH STIMULI
                      ENGAGING FANTASY
                      WITH ITS FLUIDS AND WORMS
                      CRIMINAL PLEASURE
                      HEAVY TRAFFIC

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                    • GRATIFICATIONS OUTSIDE THE MARRIAGE BED
                      PROBLEMATICAL DESIRES
                      YOUR RELATIVES WITH THE FOOT-LONG NAMES
                      SPEAK OF ORIGINAL NATURE
                      THAT NAMELESS EVIL
                      CONSTANTLY BREAKING THROUGH
                      THE MOST FORMIDABLE OF UNDERPANTS
                      PAINFUL AND DISTRESSING
                      ANOTHER SPOKE IN THE WHEEL OF AGITATIONS
                      PAINS FROM PRESUMED PLEASURE

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                    • WHO IS QUALIFIED TO EXPLAIN WHY AN ADULT MAN
                      WOULD ERASE A WOMAN ?
                      ORDINARY LIFE BEING BASICALLY BENIGN
                      STEREOTYPES AND ASSUMPTIONS
                      POETS INTERPRETING AND REINTERPRETING
                      DEEDS DONE IN SECRET—GENITAL DEEDS
                      STRUGGLING FOR TOUCH AND FRICTION
                      HEROIC NONCONFORMITY

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                    • POETS AUTOMATICALLY MIMICKING OTHERS
                      POETS AS THE NEIGHBORHOOD WELCOMING COMMITTEE
                      “HELLO, WE HAVE AN ERASED WOMAN DOWN THE STREET”
                      ONE WHO USES WORDS—BENIGN AND PASSIVE (?)
                      DISGUISE ONE ACTION AS ANOTHER
                      DISGUISE ONE THOUGHT FOR ANOTHER
                      FAKE AN ACTION
                      FAKE A ROMANCE
                      YOUR PHYSICAL SELF WITH MULTIPLE EARS
                      ACTION IS MOTION WITH A PURPOSE
                      ONE COULD THINK WEIRD THOUGHTS ABOUT YOUR EARS
                      ONE COULD THINK ABOUT TRANSFERRED SMELLS

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            • WHEN HEAVEN ROLLS AWAY
              YOU NEED THE DICTIONARIES
              HAUNTING NARCISSISTIC IMAGES
              WORDS BORROWED
              FROM AN EXAGGERATED DISTANCE
              YOUR EROTICIZED SHADOW LIFE
              ————————————————-
              ————————————————-
              WHEN HEAVEN ROLLS AWAY
              YOU NEED THE DICTIONARIES

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              • when you cease being a word you are
                just a singular experience of a dancing
                shadow not being welcome anywhere
                limping along a cyclone fence spitting
                out the rest of your breath through the holes
                into the absence of grass while dictionaries
                fall on you from the sky bounce off your head
                ambush you behind the doors you are not able to open
                whisper obscenities into your ears (at least
                the british ones do

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                • ANXIETY OVER A COMMON MISTAKE
                  THE POLICE STATED IT AS BEING A “GRIEVOUS MISTAKE”
                  THEY PUT YOU BEHIND BARS
                  WHERE OBSENITIES WERE PLACED IN YOUR EARS
                  DISPLEASURE WITH THE PLACEMENT
                  MERELY FOR THE SAKE OF A SITUATION
                  WRETCHED AND UNPARDONABLE
                  WICKED AFFECTION DISPLAYED
                  WEIRD GREEK DONGS
                  WITH PURPLE HEADS
                  READERS TURN AWAY
                  THEY WANT THE SHOES WITH WINGS
                  ASHAMED AT HOW THE PATH IS PAVED
                  MISCALCULATED GOD THOUGHTS
                  —————————————————
                  WHAT GOD WOULD EXPOSE HIS CHILDREN ?

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              • YOU SPEAK OF DICTIONARIES FALLING FROM THE SKY
                BUT NEVER ONE WORD ABOUT PARENTAL SURROGATES
                YOU SURROUNDED BY MANIPULATORS
                YES, THERE YOU ARE IN THE CRYSTAL BALL
                “ENOUGH WITH INSTRUCTIONS”
                RECURRING PATTERNS IN YOUR LIFE

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        • ONE TIME I WENT TO YOUR BIRTHDAY PARTY
          NOT EVERYONE HAD EARS
          TO HEAR INTO AN UNDERSTANDING
          YOUR LITTLE CRYPTIC JABBER
          I SPOKE OPENLY
          I DISPLAYED MY WARES
          OPTICAL ILLUSIONS ?
          not from the grave
          cheap perspectives
          death is cold
          death is hot
          mysterious forces
          vagueness and moon cheese

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  11. SITUATIONAL FACTORS CAN DRIVE PEOPLE TO POETRY
    GENITAL ABNORMALITY—GIANT DONG HEAD
    DIDACTIC SCROTUM—EXPLICIT AND HAM-HANDED FORESKIN
    HEREDITARY DEFECTS AT THE BUS STOP
    BAD SEED ANTHROPOLOGY
    BACKWOODS SODOMISTS
    IN NEED OF A CIGARETTE
    LOW ON FUNDS

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  12. THE LOVE OF YOUR OWN THOUGHT
    YOUR BRAIN MAKES YOU GOD
    FORMLESS ETHER
    AND THEN YOU HAVE A THOUGHT
    THE LEGS AND ARMS DON’T MATCH
    SHRIVELLED FLESH
    NO LUXURIANCES
    “UP AND RUNNING”
    GIANT AGONY

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    • YOU SPEAK OF DICTIONARIES FALLING FROM THE SKY
      EXECUTIONERS FOR THE LAZY
      LIVING COHERENTLY OR NOT LIVING AT ALL
      ALIENATED FROM GRADE SCHOOL
      LESS CEREBRAL
      BLINDLY GESTICULATING IN ROMANCE
      THE DIFFICULT WIFE/THE DIFFICULT HUSBAND
      WITH THE SMELL OF A LARGE SAUSAGE
      AND A SPASTIC RECTUM
      SUFFICIENTLY PROVED
      HOW IMPOSSIBLE
      IT IS TO ENJOY SEX
      THE NECESSITY OF FACTS
      ENDLESS LISTENING TO JABBER
      LESS-THAN-CHARMING COMPLEXITIES

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      • SKY THE FROM FALLING
        DICTIONARIES OF SPEAK YOU
        OFFSTAGE YOU HEAR JOHN LENNON’S VOICE
        HE GUIDES YOU THROUGH A MELODRAMATIC
        CHILDHOOD TRAUMA
        LIGHTING CHANGES IN ACCORDANCE
        WITH THE MOOD SWINGS
        OCCASIONALLY, YOKO’S VOICE IS HEARD
        LIKE AN ANGRY CAT OR A CAT IN HEAT
        THE SOUND OF A WOMAN
        STRIKES UP POETIC IMAGES AND THEMES
        COULD YOKO BE ONE OF THE SIX COLUMNS
        OF THE TEMPLE OF SEGESTA ?

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        • rock idols are always reborn as accountants
          or bank tellers they listen to
          their own songs with mild amusement
          but the amusement of the real idols
          grows with centuries until it’s too heavy
          to tolerate anymore

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          • soft porn soon turns hard
            in a traditional male prison
            loud horns
            blare heroic masculinity
            poets with their higher principles
            try to reform flarf delinquents
            ——————————-
            ——————————-
            rock stars are often supplemented
            extra fingers-toes
            extra inches down below
            bank tellers are always short
            and in need of a plotline
            they suffer mild abuse
            with numbers
            ——————————-
            ——————————-
            amusement is the best
            cell block

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            • BANK TELLERS WITH FAVORITE PHRASES
              TELLTALE ATTITUDES
              REFLEXIVE COMMENTS
              RELATIVES TOO SHADOWY
              EVEN TO MENTION
              —————SKELETAL FINGERS
              PEOPLE ACTIVATE THE DEAD
              JESUS AND PSYCHIATRY
              CAN TAKE AWAY THE STING
              CONFUSED OR UNCOMFORTABLE ?
              THINK ABOUT THE POOR SOULS ON THE ARK
              NOAH WAS A NUISANCE
              CONSTANT SEX

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              • DEFERENTIAL SERVANTS WITH FAVORITE PHRASES
                NO HAPPY LIGHT TO BE TURNED ON
                HOPE EXPLODES INTO HOPELESSNESS
                AT PAINS TO SEE THAT THE DOOR IS LOCKED
                SHOULD THE BOLT BE LOOSENED
                OR THE DOOR AJAR

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                • YOU WERE ASLEEP WITH YOUR EYES ON ETERNITY
                  SAYING, “WASH ME—WASH ME”
                  ACCEPTING THE SIGN OF THE CROSS
                  THE MARRIAGE OF THE LAMB TO COME
                  EACH SHALL REGENERATE
                  ——-IVAN OF AUMQUE WITH TWO HEADS
                  *earthly imprisonment with popcorn falling from heaven

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                  • YOU WERE THE LOVER-KILLER
                    THE SMITTEN HEART
                    THAT COULD NOT BE SILENCED
                    THE INSTRUMENTALITY OF LOVE
                    LOUD AS A MARCHING BAND
                    ———-THE MANY-SIDEDNESS OF IVAN
                    NEW JAZZ CAN NEVER CAPTURE
                    THAT MEMORABLE SONG
                    THE TWO OF YOU MADE

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  13. THAT MEMORABLE SONG THE TWO OF YOU MADE
    DOCTORS AT THE HOSPITAL CALL IT A “RISKY” THOUGHT
    THE BUILDING BLOCKS: SENSATIONS, ACTIONS, EMOTIONS
    HAUNTS GROUNDED IN PHYSICAL EXPERIENCE
    NOT LOGICAL FORMULAS OR MODERN MATH
    PSYCHOTHERAPY IS LIKE BEING LOCKED BEHIND A DOOR
    COLLECTING AND MEASURING OBJECTS
    NURTURANT LOVERS—MORE THAN SKIN-FLAPS

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    • A DEEPER STRATUM OF THOUGHT:
      ANGRY POET HEARS THE MEMORABLE SONG THE TWO OF YOU MADE
      GOING BEHIND THE LOCKED DOOR OF PSYCHOTHERAPY
      AND BREAKING SMALL BONES ON THE SKELETON
      ACTIONS EVOLVED FROM HIS PRIMATE ANCESTORS

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      • PEOPLE LAUGHED WHEN YOU SAID,
        “DOTS OF SNOW”
        UNGRASPABLE BY THE AVERAGE MIND
        YOU WERE AWARE THAT THEY WERE SOUNDLESS
        INFINITE SPACE AND UNENDING TIME
        COMFORTLESS EVEN IN A NICE HOTEL
        SCIENCE IN BOOZE
        DESTINED TO EXTINCTION
        THE DEATH OF EVERYONE
        ONLY YOU AND YOUR POETRY
        WORDS CARVED INTO SYMBOLS

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          • NO OTHER ACCOUNT OF HIS OUTER HISTORY
            THE SOUND OF SMALL BONES BEING BROKEN
            GAPS AND OBSCURITIES
            TONGUE-SAUCE
            OF HEARSAY, GUESSES
            THE MAIN OUTLINES HAVING BEEN CORRECTED
            AND CORRECTED AND CORRECTED
            ———-PROOF OF HIS NORMALCY
            ———-PROOF OF HIS MATURITY
            *he often paid spiritual guides to shine his shoes

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            • UNFINISHED CHURCHES
              WINGED CREATURES STANDING CLOSE TO YOU
              IN THE PHOTOGRAPH
              UNSEEN WORLDS WITHIN
              LIFE-LONG PREFERENCE
              FOR THE CORRECT PLUMBING
              ——–as if anyone could sleep at your home
              ——–with all those damn clocks
              HOW DIFFERENT THEY ARE
              CRUMBS FROM THE TABLE
              UNPARTAKEN

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              • Those winged creatures inside the church
                Are sparrows unseen unless you poison them
                With the flesh of your savior they might mistake for
                A pile of breadcrumbs

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                • WHITE MAN SPEAKS IN UN-EMERSONIAN TERMS
                  SPARROWS WITH HUNGER PAINS
                  SPARROWS WITH SPECIAL EYES
                  THE SPIDER SAVIOR
                  SPINS OUT HIS INNER SELF
                  NO POISON IN THIS TOWN
                  THE DRUGS DO GOOD
                  NOT HARM

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                    • I wanted to see you free of the line of sin
                      millions of miles past unfinished churches
                      far from the sound of crows and sparrows
                      obscure meanings would be a thing of the past
                      I asked mother to attach your arms
                      you never put them on tight enough

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                    • white people and white elections
                      a certificate of marriage
                      is more than a suggestion
                      all those clocks are counting down
                      an initiation into a spiritual life
                      accept the cross—the burning heart
                      Jesus is scarlet—royal flames
                      she is a dimly lit cathedral
                      27 dollars on the sex market
                      the marriage of the Lamb
                      not the wife

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    • the guys at the station say you’re spending your time
      in the turnip patch
      old country turnips or Mexican Redheads ?
      intelligent but incapable
      a child beyond the threshold
      oh yes, the moustache
      the masculine physique
      sometimes secretly toned down

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  14. PLEASE DON’T MISREAD THE GUYS TALKING ABOUT YOU
    MORBID SOULS IMAGING OTHER PEOPLE
    DEATH HAS THINNED THE RANKS
    OF RUSSIAN POETS
    IN A STRANGE CLINICAL WAY
    YOU MAY BE THE ONLY ONE
    HALLOWED AND STOUT
    IVAN OF AUMQUE

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    • APPROVAL CRAVED
      AND STRANGELY RESISTED
      EVERY SECOND IS A TURNING POINT
      SIGNIFICANT PRESSURES
      PUBLIC SCRUTINY
      PROBLEMATIC ISSUES WITH SQUIRRELS
      THEY LAUGH AT YOUR FEET
      YET BEG TO BORROW SOME HAIR

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  15. POETRY BECOMES A PORTRAIT——IVAN
    YOU HINT AT THE SELF-CONTAINMENT OF MOUNTAINS
    MEDITATIVE SELF-CONTAINMENT WITHOUT FLESH
    “DO NOTHING TO WHAT HAS NOT BEEN DONE BEFORE”
    AND YOU ARE THE POETIC MUSEUM CURATOR
    YOU ARE THE PERSON WHO HANDS OUT KEYS
    MOTEL PASSION GRINDING….ON DE’ SECRET CAMERA
    READERS KNOW YOU ARE WATCHING
    PULLING OUT AT THE LAST MOMENT
    SO YOU CAN SEE THE SPLASHDOWN
    *no need for photographic decorativeness

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    • THANK YOUR LUCKY STARS FOR THAT GOODWILL FURNITURE
      SERENE RAPTURE ON COTTON CUSHIONS
      AS pappy WOULD ALWAYS SAY,
      “RULE #1…OBVIATE THE THREAT OF NEEDING OTHERS”
      IF ONLY YOU COULD DRIVE AND NOT WALK
      90mph TO THE SHARPEST OF CURVES
      90mph OFF THE HIGHEST CLIFF
      EROS WOULD BE THERE WITH OPEN HANDS
      SWEETNESS WOULD REPLACE RAGE

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      • NONSEXUAL————-IS THAT LIKE A BOOK WITHOUT A COVER ?
        POETRY MACHINES ON OVERDRIVE
        MEANING FROM CONTENT WITHIN
        THE MISTRESS WANTING TO GO TO BED
        WET LIKE A SNAIL—EXTERNALLY SLICK
        BLASPHEMOUSLY HUNGRY FOR LANGUAGE

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          • 23 years ago I was astounded by the Corpus Areopagiticum.
            What it says, among other things, is that every word is a name of God.
            A banality, and many people have said basically the same thing later, but
            it was the first time for me then, and just from the source,
            and just after studying that totalitarian bastard Plato.
            Punk is eternal, I had decided. Every name is a proper name.

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            • ————–every word is a name for Adam—————
              Adam had no human DNA
              Eve had incestuous human DNA
              Jesus had 50% human DNA
              ———————————————————————–
              ———————————————————————–
              AS A CHILD I PONDERED WHY SHERLOCK HOLMES NEVER SOLVED THIS RIDDLE

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                • WHEN YOU TYPE ARISTOCRATIC—-I FEEL THAT YOU ARE EXAGGERATING IT TO THE POINT
                  OF BEING LUDICROUS
                  SOMETIMES IN LIFE—-THE LOVE OF SHERLOCK HOLMES IS ALL ONE HAS
                  JESUS WOULD HAVE KNOWN THAT DNA WAS A STUPID THING GOD PLANTED TO FOOL SCIENTISTS AND PEOPLE WHO THINK TOO HARD
                  MUCH THE SAME FOR DINOSAUR BONES

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                  • the aristocracy weren’t afraid of being ludicrous
                    that was their greatest point
                    for some reason they weren’t afraid of being cruel as well
                    but if you forget for a minute about their cruelty
                    you can even find some of them funny
                    gilles de rais, elizabeth bathory, vlad tepes
                    aren’t they funny? there was a schism, however,
                    a little more than a century ago
                    some of them like sherlock holmes chose to be
                    compassionate and ludicrous while the others
                    inhumane and boring like joseph stalin

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          • GO THROUGH PAIN TO A FULLER UNDERSTANDING
            SANDING THE TOES DOWN TO CLAWS
            ————-
            ————-
            THE GEOMETRY OF EARTHLY AND HEAVENLY CIRCUMFERENCE
            THE SAME NUMBERS AS FURNITURE FROM GOODWILL
            PETTY NUMBERS AT BEST
            DEPRIVED OF YOUR MOTHER’S SPECIALNESS
            ERUPTIONS OF EMOTION
            SHARP EDGES
            LOVE-PARTING
            BYE-BYE

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  16. ————-sanding the toes down to claws————–

    bureaucratic words in jungle poetry

    the presence of one voice behind another

    I hear you say things twice

    juxtaposition of the bureaucratic voice

    and the poetic one

    jungle sounds influence

    our perception of your voice

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    • ———-SANDING THE TOES DOWN TO CLAWS——
      SLEEP DRAGS YOU TO REGIONS OF DISHONESTY
      RELATIVES HAVE COME TO EXPECT
      UNFULFILLED PROMISES IN THE DIAPER
      OF A SPOILED CHILD/POET
      WHO SAYS YES TO EVERYTHING

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      • ——SANDING THE TOES DOWN TO CLAWS——
        DEGENERATE RELIGION
        UNETHICAL MEDICINE
        DREAMS OF HORSES WITH THEIR EYES TURNED INSIDE OUT
        NEIGHBORS FROM PRIMITIVE SOCIETIES
        ABSOLUTELY ASSURED
        THEY BE ENVELOPED IN FLESH
        AND YET—BEHIND CLOSED DOORS
        THE HANDGUN EQUATES FREEDOM
        *but what about freedom from damnation ?

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  17. ———SANDING THE TOES DOWN TO CLAWS——–
    STANDING ON SMALLER PEOPLE
    WITH YOUR EASTER SHOES
    ILLITERATE RELATIVES
    WANTING BREAD
    MONEY AND POSSESSIONS
    NEVER GUESSING THE TRUTH
    BLACK LUNG AND BREAST CANCER
    BARNACLES ON THE RECTUM
    HOLIDAY POISON SOAKED IN RUM
    MYRIADS OF INDIVIDUALS
    POINTING AT YOU

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  18. NEIGHBORS SAY THAT YOUR UNDERWEAR DRAWER
    IS A VERITABLE CATALOGUE OF SYMBOLS
    YOU OFFERED ME $5 IF I WOULD SAY,
    “ARCHETYPAL SYMBOLS”
    NO DICE, BUDDY
    HERE IN THE CEMETERY I DON’T NEED NO CASH
    JUST SANDED MY TOES INTO CLAWS
    GONNA MATE AND DANCE
    AND POSSIBLY SMOKE
    THEY’VE BEEN COOKING UP LIPS AND TEETH
    WET EYES AND GOOSE PIMPLES
    NO BODY EATS NO MORE
    I LIKE THE SMELL OF SEA-LIONS
    LIKE BABY POOP IN PURGATORY

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    • A couple of my friends being 16 y.o.
      Went to a cemetery in the northern caucasus
      With the local girls they just met
      Fortunately for them they didn’t have underwear drawers at the time
      ‘Cause we all were at a bicycle racing camp at the time
      And they kept it all in the bags
      They didn’t tell me exactly what happened
      But they whispered something about the total absence of cash between themselves
      After that i never visit cemeteries if i don’t have paper money in my pockets

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        • thousands of fallopian tubes on Mt. Elbrus
          something not broadcast on television
          odd behavior may be widely accepted
          staying clear of those who would overreact
          odd behavior may not be widely accepted
          staying close to those
          who accept the eccentricities
          modes of adaptation
          —tender cradle baby
          vital heat galore
          enriched germs
          analyzing
          what makes you “YOU”
          miniaturizing everything
          miniaturizing everyone

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          • THOUSANDS AND THOUSANDS AND THOUSANDS OF FALLOPIAN TUBES ON MT. ELBRUS AND YOU NEVER TOOK A SINGLE PHOTOGRAPH WHAT LEADS YOU TO WRITE EXTREME VISIONARY INTENSITY I MEAN YOUR FAVORITE BEGINNING WORD A SENSE OF VIOLATION BABY BIRD BODILESS IN SUBURBAN CONCRETE SHACKS WITH GOODWILL FURNITURE SCAR IMPRESSIONS FROM THE PAST DISCOVERY SIGNALS ON SCATOLOGY SATANIC LOVE IN MARRIAGE ADDICTED TO HONEYMOON JISM BLASTS SYMBOLIC ANNIHILATION

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    • POETS AND POLICEMEN SUFFER THE MOST
      MEMORIES OF MEMORIES—RECAPTURED MEMORIES
      POETRY LESS CLEARLY DRAWN
      THE HIERARCHY ENGRAVED
      RUST STAINS—BRAIN CRYPT COPPER
      TALES OF CHILDHOOD
      LIVING ON THE WRONG SIDE
      OF THE ZOO
      ODD INTIMACY AS OTHERS STARE
      YOUR PRIVATES ON DISPLAY
      OLD FAITHFUL SERVANT
      PSYCHOLOGICALLY GRAY

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      • WRONG SIDE OF THE ZOO
        INSIGNIFICANT RECOLLECTIONS
        POETS WITH EXTREME SENSITIVITY
        SUICIDE GLOVES AS A LAST RESORT
        NO MORE GINGERBREAD
        GOD AND MOSES DON’T EAT GINGERBREAD
        JUST BECAUSE YOU COME FROM GINGERBREAD CITY
        JUST BECAUSE YOU BEHAVE LIKE A LARGE LIZARD
        RATHER ODD THAT YOU TALK TO YOUR FURNITURE
        POLITENESS TINGED WITH SODOMY
        *washable suicide gloves (makes sense)

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        • you can order you chairs to prepare tea
          or run and jump into a mountain lake
          or locate the grave of moses and his soul
          but they would never agree to step on a lizard

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          • can you measure the depth of the dreams of intimacy ?
            you order your chairs to prepare tea
            I have buried 700 small chairs
            in 700 small caskets
            and never ordered
            anyone to make tea
            people want to communicate
            they want picturesque details
            romantic thoughts of me and a shovel
            no one thinks about large mechanical equipment
            the backhoe and less than 30 minutes
            *beyond psychoanalysis—a slender casket

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            • YOU WERE STANDING OUTSIDE A FAUX CATHOLIC SEMINARY
              SELLING LEMONADE WITH A SERPENT TWIST
              YOUR UNDERWEAR FULL OF CATACLYSMS
              THANK GOD THAT YOU WERE YOUNG
              TOO INNOCENT TO EXERCISE YOUR INFERNAL HERITAGE
              MARGINAL GROTESQUES AT BEST
              *remember your uncle with the double-edged axe ?

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              • I REMEMBER THAT WHEN YOU WERE YOUNG
                YOU WORE THIS STRANGE ANTENNA HAT
                YOU LIVED IN A MEDIEVAL WORLD
                BETWEEN AUTISM AND AUTONOMY
                AND YOU SPOKE OF THE FAR FUTURE
                YOU WERE EXPERIENCING THE DRAMA
                OF A WORLD NOT YET BORN
                YOU CONSTANTLY SAID,
                “THANK GOD, I AM NOT LEADING THE FLOCK”

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                • DEAD PEOPLE EVERYWHERE HAVING FUN
                  HUGGING AND KISSING AND DRY GENITAL RUBBING
                  YOUR CHILDHOOD HOME IS SURROUNDED
                  BY MOUNTAINOUS PILES OF NEWSPAPER
                  BLACK INK ON CHEAP PAPER
                  WITH FETISHISTIC REPETITION

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                  • What kind of dead people do you mean?
                    Those who live in hades are scumbags
                    They didn’t even let eurydice escape
                    The inhabitants of the isles of the blest on the other hand
                    Have always been far beyond the word fun
                    But both have a common trait: they never read newspapers

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                    • HEY SUNSHINE, MOUNTAINS OF NEWSPAPERS HAVE NOTHING TO DO WITH READING
                      PEOPLE WHO CAN ACTUALLY READ WOULDN’T WASTE THEIR TIME WITH NEWSPAPERS
                      YOU MIGHT NOT UNDERSTAND THE MOUNTAINS OF NEWSPAPERS
                      THE NEED TO FIND REDEMPTION
                      THE LACK OF STRENGTH TO END IT ALL
                      BEING OLD-SCHOOL I DATE BACK TO THE CHURCH AT CASTLE DRACULA
                      ———-BABYLON ONE WORLD FAITH—————–

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                    • You should follow the advice of tristan tzara, michael
                      Who had written his best poems using newspaper words
                      I believe he could have done that even with soviet papers
                      Izvestia pravda trud and goodock

                      By the way the story of count dracula of the 15th century
                      Written by fyodor kuritsyn very much admired
                      By ivan the terrible is considered the first
                      Journalist effort in russia
                      It doesn’t say anything about vampirism

                      Also if you look at the globe you will discover
                      That the place of the castle of dracula
                      Is just opposite to rlyeh where cthulhu is sleeping
                      Waiting for your body, michael
                      (He will spare your soul for jesus of course)

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  19. YOUR WORDS ARE LIKE UNCOMFORTABLE BED CLOTHES
    PURCHASED IN SILESIA, BOHEMIA,
    AND THE SOUTHERN SLAVIC REGIONS
    CLOTH WITH TINY TEETH
    THAT AGGREVATE AND INJURE THE QUALITY OF SLEEP
    TOSS AND TURN—-TOSS AND TURN
    REANIMATED CORPSES SEEM TO BE EVERYWHERE
    THE GRID OF THE DEAD CAN EASILY BE FOUND ON THE NET
    SO LONG AGO DADDY DRAC LEFT VARNA, BULGARIA

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    • The further you go to the east, the closer to the spot where the sun rises
      (And don’t tell me fairy tales about the actual shape of the earth)
      The more vicious reality becomes
      Alexander the great could have told you very much about it
      And this is the reason why columbus sailed to the west
      If he had chosen the opposite direction
      He would have discovered a different america:
      Cannibalistic anasazi still around, peruvian zombies, unconquerable aztecs
      Every nhl game would end with a sacrifice
      And bobby hull… okay, i’ll stop here
      I am just tired of thinking about the true reason
      Why the place where i was born have been so uncomfortable for everyone for centuries
      Acres of cursed land with radioactive mosquitoes
      Yetis waiting on the bolsheviks, language full of abbreviations
      Missile silos and orthodox churches and not a soul in sight

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      • TRAVEL TOO FAR EAST AND ONE ENCOUNTERS
        VAMPIRES PROMOTING THE BLOOD SACRAMENTS
        OF CHRISTIANS
        HOLLYWOOD ANAL MISSILE SILOS
        RADIOACTIVE FLEAS AND TICKS
        DEFORMED YETI RETIRING IN FLORIDA
        POP CULTURE BOLSHEVIKS
        PEOPLE WHO KILL AND EAT FLESH
        PEOPLE WHO FORCE THEIR CHILDREN TO EAT FLESH
        PEOPLE WHO FORCE THEIR PETS TO EAT FLESH
        TATTOOING, PIERCING, BACKROOM ORTHODONTICS
        SEXUAL HYBRIDITY
        POETRY ABOUT JUDAS ISCARIOT
        SADOMASOCHISTIC KINDERGARTENS
        OFFSHOOTS OF SODOMY
        SUMERIAN COLLECTIVE SUBCONSCIOUS
        PETER NORTH STRAP-ONS
        OUTMODED ATTITUDES ABOUT EMILY DICKINSON
        MISBEHAVING POLICEMEN
        PSEUDO-SACRED PENIS WORSHIP
        PUPPET-CORPSES
        MOLOTOV COCKTAILS

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  20. —————-YOU SEEM CAST IN EVEREST-SIZED DARKNESS
    people around you are singing in harmony
    —————-LIKE A MACY FLOAT IN A RED SEQUIN DRESS
    quiet sobbing…wringing your handkerchief

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  21. puritanical distrust of your wife’s spending habits
    you found white rhythms hidden in her sock box
    ———-racial favoritism ?
    dismantling the color barriers
    is one thing
    your wife dismantling the color barriers is another

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