even

Whatever you’ve overheard
Walking drunk in Babel,
The passersby don’t
Need it anymore.
What you have seen on
The crumbling screens of
Anonymous reality
Remains in the spirit
Of an itinerant goddess
Forever. Feel the calm to think that she hasn’t
Composed any music, whoever she is. The calm
Of spiders that stay awake
Even in winter.

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76 thoughts on “even

  1. LISTEN BABY BIRD:

    you’ve been living that dream about the monolith
    that acts as a gateway to another dimension
    like a mother raccoon with 300 pound babies
    hanging onto her fur and crying for nourishment
    stop before your passerby status changes for the worst
    your whole life is open for interpretation
    fraught with anxiety each time you pass a log
    and it has the face of a presidential hopeful
    or the voice of HAL9000
    must be odd to see you with your ear to the toilet bowl

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    • i have never been interested in arthur clarke, michael
      and can’t say for sure who or what that hal9000 was
      but the gateways are mostly invisible and scattered everywhere you go
      by someone like charles fort’s mad fishmonger
      it is said that once he decided to change his passerby status
      and put on a mask
      i have no idea and frankly don’t care if he has regretted that later or not
      and don’t ask me, i have never seen his mask
      as to his face, that’s another matter

      anyway, do you really think my ear would fit a toilet bowl?

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      • HAL9000 was everything that Robert Frost was not
        HAL9000 hated Robert Frost
        HE had no need to yield to torture
        HE had no need to yield to sodomy
        HIS family tree included many utensils
        home-made implements
        self-willed mismanagement

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      • NO VEIL BETWEEN AUTHOR AND READER

        reminiscences of childhood
        painted with the pain of others

        outmoded ideals of the patriarchal family

        life twisting back on itself like a pretzel

        the mask doesn’t come off

        you were Shirley MacLaine yesterday
        you are Shirley MacLaine today
        bestseller poetry
        Thoreau on spider pills
        Frost on spider pills
        swaying and swirling
        beards in the breeze

        hanging out with loungers
        having a little snort

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        • before spider pills you got angry when people called you
          SHIRLEY MACLAINE
          after spider pills you stuff your underpants with Holland cheeses
          and call yourself Shirley MacLaine
          ——————–
          just the thought of black cigars and thin stogies
          standing outside watching people move their lips

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          • before spider pills your comrades hooked chains around you
            and tried to pull the Shirley MacLaine out of you
            they even used a tractor—granted it was a narcissistic tractor
            after spider pills you obtained hair curlers for Shirley MacLaine
            according to primitive prejudices
            you purchased defective ones
            you wanted her to fail
            psychological hair
            wing-bat curls

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            • You know i think they shouldn’t bother with that tractor
              I am not especially familiar with her but if she is really inside me
              It’s fine by me at least so far
              And her hair is fine too i am sure of that

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              • how kind of you to say something pleasant about Shirley
                possibly you have not seen those TMZ photos
                of the large piano in her cavernous inset
                Freshmen Poets often write poetry
                about the posthuman pus
                that encourages

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        • the farmer said, “we hired 300 men for the production of seed”
          make more sense before Noah and the Flood ?
          make more sense after Noah and the Flood ?

          before history started—there was a lot reference and allusion
          to the penis

          at an early age—there was a lot of obsessive handling of the penis

          late night movies —the mechanics of transference

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        • Sorry i am not replying michael
          Busy drinking walking in lovecraftian districts
          Full of nonexistent streets crosswalks pedestrians disappearing into stone walls poisonous handrails which somehow help me to live since i feel i am a kind of poison myself and fata morgana cars
          But i have something to say about beards in the breeze

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          • I checked my Reader’s Digest Body-Oriented Practices Book
            and it seems that poets who drink often
            may have worms or parasites
            you may have to have one of those camera-tubes put up back there
            my advice—don’t rent one from a gay bar and have a friend do it
            use your hard-earned insurance and permit a professional to do it
            if you ask—they may make a DVD for you
            just think what a blast that would be

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            • Nah, i don’t care much about that
              I am in a good company anyway
              Jack spicer bob kaufman li bai your friend edgar etc.
              The only thing that troubles me right now is the hangover

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        • the world is going to be an outdated orwellian nightmare again
          everywhere bearded idiots preside over the jackass population
          trump and even clinton will have grown long beards too
          and after that it will be forbidden to write about beards in the breeze

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  2. 9 out of 10 children in America think babies come from a toilet bowl
    or at least something like it—add a dash of hair, blood, and foam
    doesn’t make much sense even to adults
    ———-animals in a zoo——–
    buggery on the ARK
    improvisatory jabs for afternoon entertainment
    babbling “God” and riding friction
    Noah’s ARK: overweight with madness
    third-rate dinner theater
    third-rate romance
    humans took a pee and a poop in a bucket
    where did the other creatures go ?
    did pets exist on the ARK ?
    or was everything lunch ?
    the females had recurring fantasies involving Jack Nicholson
    he was much younger then

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  3. ———–a Linden Tree is code for Kliment Voroshilov ?
    every month a part of my check goes to support the Federal Security Service
    once a juvenile delinquent always a delinquent
    people seem like Jim Henson Muppets
    relatives with their outlaw enthusiasm
    road rage and other vrooming pleasures
    devil-may-care sex
    snappy—friction with a hell-of-an ending
    ****NO TIME FOR PEDESTRIANS

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    • Comrade Voroshilov was never a KGB general and was dead by 1988;
      But —- I am shy to continue because I have to check my data and I am too lazy to do that. But it is quite safe to assume that at least some old Bolsheviks were full of shit.

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  4. Brother Voroshilov was one of the Great Fathers
    famous for bringing essentially comatose people to life
    do you have any idea how OLD I was in 1988 ?
    I went to school with Edgar Allan Poe
    ————————————————-
    absurdist anarchy—-death and the agents of death
    icky bugs and ravens and hearts that won’t stop

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    • Yesterday being drunk i invented a story about Voroshilov
      Today i am drunk again and don’t remember it
      But the fact is, he chose to forget his friend and my grandfather
      When the latter was arrested and he didn’t bring him to life
      After he was killed in 1942
      So Voroshilov seemed to be just a little snotty coward
      Despite his rank and all the privileges
      I have no personal grudge
      My grandfather was one of them and should have known
      That the bloody paycheck was awaiting him in the end
      In the family papers i discovered a draft of his letter to Voroshilov
      (Or perhaps it was the original he forgot to send being deeply soused
      As my grandmother told my mother once
      He didn’t understand how some people could live without champagne)
      Where he said among other things that sooner or later
      They would conquer London
      These bolsheviks were not aliens as some dissidents used to suppose
      But they were not human either
      They were just the slime of the earth
      Loathsome in the extreme
      Edgar should have told you about that

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  5. Edgar failed to tell me many things

    life is full of revelations

    people are sensitive to schemes and counterschemes

    always the hidden hand

    the manipulator behind every movement

    caught up

    one just prays that they can hold onto their conscience

    the POET is constantly being exposed, revealed, endangered

    the POET looks to his audience for foreplay

    but that foreplay has a giant stop sign

    the audience can go no farther

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    • When i come back home i will show you a picture of the policewoman
      Who arrested Edgar once
      Exactly at the moment when he was especially exposed revealed and endangered
      She was full of revelations no doubt
      And didn’t care about stop signs

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        • She might be many things but she isn’t black
          She isn’t even aryan nor is she jew
          The moment i told you about her my cell phone ceased to work
          Whether she is beautiful or not is up to you of course
          When edgar got drunk his aesthetic preferences broke apart

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          • WHO CAN BEAR THE BRUNT OF THIS CONFUSION ?
            outside the societal norms
            made to beg for love
            forced to follow the plot to death
            who outlives their plot ?
            bathroom terminology never goes away
            hemmed in by the definitions of physical plumbing
            I am not unapologetic
            sorry about your cell phone
            ****immense gender-anxiety in South Florida

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          • SHE sure has the hair
            the kind one takes off before smoking

            seems alien to me
            I live with native American females
            Corn Girls
            with intoxicating tobacco
            and fruitful coming-togethers

            this photograph makes me think
            the OPPOSITE of Sherlock Holmes
            and pea-soup fog

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        • SHE said that obedience to the law
          lends integrity
          essential difference between store-bought herb
          fancy-pants bud with corpse dust
          AND
          arbitrariness purchased in the parking lot
          might be 20 extra years before dementia
          —-tasty soup done killed the cat
          (molecular flakes)

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  6. push aside the curtain and stare out at the audience
    the bride with her honeymoon larynx
    her pre-silenced voice
    the sites of sexual exchange
    in clean cotton underwear
    a slightly ragged foreskin cosmeticized
    the flaps with glossy purge
    a beginning but no end

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  7. outside the constant noise
    from the struggle of stone and water
    there be a Fluxus performance tonight
    rumor has it that Zappa has been re-animated
    they dipped his hand in a bowl of ink
    and signed the legal papers
    Lord knows in South Florida
    everything has to be to the letter of the law
    a photo in a local rag
    Obama holding the limp body up by the hair
    “President raises Frank Zappa up from the dissolute squat of death”

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    • when zappa was reanimated first time
      he became a music journalist
      but i am beyond myself
      someone has informed my hoa that there is plenty of weeds in front of my house
      today i am going to remove them which is almost painful to think about
      why do they care i wonder
      weeds are beautiful

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      • “someone has informed my hoa”
        when I read that
        I was thinking that you were involved with some kind of Hopi squad
        then I realized that it was a housing leech
        that sucks a part of your monthly surplus funds
        and bites at you like an annoying flea
        theatrical weeds
        begging unquestioning acceptance
        ———————————————-
        no starched evangelical weeds
        only synthetic-looking ones

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  8. SOCIALLY USEFUL CHANNELS
    we who walk the land nearly blind
    could use a little transfer from the spirit world
    some strange pipe tobacco
    with a sweet alluring odor
    not some hapless, stumbling ditch-weed
    nothing store bought
    fancy looking buds covered with corpse dust
    whispering in your lungs

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    • you could use a blind person to transfer you anywhere and save on tobacco
      i know that because i used to live next door to the international society of the blind
      everyday listened to the rhythms of their canes inimitable by any drummer
      and to the clatter of the hooves on the pavement when the mounted police passed by at night
      protecting the darkness from the residents

      but it has nothing to do with corpses
      we live in the mire and death is just another mire below
      and there is the third one underneath and so on ad infinitum
      but no one who is sane blind and free will ever take you there

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  9. corpse dust whispering in your lungs
    put that in your wide angle lens
    —————————————–
    pull up your roots and look at your origins
    the old lady cannot wear a skirt
    meanings emanating out of her nucleus
    gelatinous meanings
    OL’ FISHEYE

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  10. —————————————
    —————————————
    the reader is to assist in the process
    of lending meaning to the poetry
    —————————————
    —————————————

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  11. countless men outside with flashlights
    submerged by their dedication
    to angels with warm underpants
    ———
    heroic masculinity
    the sum total it would take
    the girls from the backwoods
    more a penalty than a reward

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      • EARLY SHAME VERSUS LATER SHAME
        the angels rise above trivialities
        tiny ants fixed in a class, a race, a gender
        very little vocal—mucho social
        book after book after book
        constantly erasing words
        Aristotle Onassis in your family portrait
        you seemed so pale
        naked with clothes on
        some people just don’t curb de’ flaws
        callused fingers and toes
        internal mysteries
        (acquired masochisms)

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  12. ————————————-
    ————————————-
    the single thing that is of interest:

    PERSUASIVE IMPRESSIONS OF REALITY
    —————————————
    —————————————
    your mornings are plagiarized
    inmates and prisoners
    no matter where you go
    everything
    is stranger than fiction
    being from over there
    RELATIONSHIP and FABRICATION
    go hand in hand

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  13. paranoia poetry

    cynicism in a tube

    so you can transport it

    your home under surveillance

    daily invasions of your real privacy

    the booze seems to score 100% success

    you hold your bottle like other men hold their woman

    late night over there in an expensive hotel lobby I waved at you

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  14. in that hotel lobby—people were talking
    in the backroom—people were singing
    talking is one thing—singing is another
    tomorrow may come to the talker
    but the singer is finished
    I waved at you
    I have no idea how closed-off you are
    inherited prohibitions
    scrap-pages full of urges
    bizarre poetry
    relatives in netherworlds
    I CAN FIX YOUR TRAPDOOR !!!

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    • you are mistaken
      i have never been there
      and i have fed my trapdoor to the angels years ago
      why do you think i need it? i am claustrophobic
      all my doors are always open

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      • I am mistaken many times each day
        colorless, whistling hoots in the elevator
        make me jump to crazy conclusions
        colorless, whistling hoots in the lobby
        make me want to tiptoe through the tulips

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  15. SAW YOU AGAIN THIS MORNING IN THE LOBBY
    the guy at the front desk said that you were involved in “voice culture”
    something about training and liberating the natural voice
    I do know from Hustler magazine that the larynx and glottis
    have a very lipped opening
    the larynx being 100% labial
    nothing genderless about that baby
    guys in prison pay big for close-ups of the “tonguelet”

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  16. I saw you on the Denver Morning News
    you were signing out primary meteorological info
    it was as if you were giving hints to solve a crossword puzzle
    I chuckled because you looked like your father’s youngest brother
    poets often have an internalized symbolic system
    well baby bird—your mind drifts into randomness
    like that automobile that can’t stay right of the double-lines
    I enjoyed your last poem, “no island of sanity in an ocean of chaos”

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  17. is it true that you are selling souvenirs
    and mementos on the street ?

    you told TMZ that it was your therapy
    for shaping your Kardashian confusion
    —are you erasing the troubling stuff
    or just placing them under a rug ?

    intellectual puzzles—-you in a bathtub

    ——-SUMO WRESTLING————-

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    • no, but i told lee krasner a year ago
      that her husband was a bastard devoid of any perceptible talent
      but i admired her own pictures
      later she forgave me and i am still extremely glad
      i evaporate the past and invite the future
      into a drop of salt water that jesus lost in cana
      it is my last soul for now floating somewhere in the middle of the pacific
      (is this all intellectual enough for you
      or just a piece of trash like those mementos you have mentioned?)

      p.s. i don’t care about the kardashians
      my only armenian friend arthur is now selling bread
      on the streets of moscow
      and this is the the very bread
      jesus was talking about
      (are you going to shove it under the rug
      in case you happen to get it?)

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      • I am so happy that you like Lee Krasner
        “competing in a world of prominence”
        her paintings were very expressive
        there is a touch of it in my work
        ———-SHE was so beautiful when she was young !!!
        wow—what a woman
        I don’t know about her husband
        probably difficult shoes to walk in
        a degree of complexity in all patterns of thought
        it was like he was at the Last Supper of Modern Art
        —————–think about that, baby bird
        “THE LAST SUPPER OF MODERN ART”
        ——————————————————-
        I think that you are suffering from prosperity
        you speak so freely of Jesus

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        • i suspect that art is an eternal orgiastic supper
          without the supplementary sacrifice
          contrary to the opinion of dostoevsky and other sullen masochists

          as to jesus, since protestant preachers see no use in him
          except as a bloody addendum to the cross
          and always cite paul, even for that reason only
          i don’t think there is anything wrong about mentioning him
          he was probably the first sane free-thinking compassionate person in the world
          outside the tiny universe of the greek philosophers
          constrained by the barbarians from all sides

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          • ———-eternal orgiastic supper——————
            the hand of God is the monogamous marriage
            regardless how many kittens the cat has
            where and when the roof leaks
            women and men with attractive options
            the constant pressure of trying to maximize friction
            ————————-
            after the Flood and the Ark
            the promise of food and a comfortable nest
            sex was a sure thing

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  18. it was rather funny today how you made the librarian nervous
    you were complaining how NEW the books were on the shelves
    “you wanted an old book—the older the better”
    all luv had with invoice: Harry Potter
    twins, doubles, mirrors, both hands
    detectives watching you wear toreador pants
    (to impress Jodie Foster ?)
    the Democrats want to take away your firearms
    to regularize your spelling
    to force you to dig up Truman Capote
    to molest his corpse
    to make like an unicorn
    and sodomize him
    to move far beyond eroticism
    to shipwreck on that island
    with the big ape

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    • you were the second person who mentioned harry potter yesterday to me
      the first one made me laugh claiming that it is the best book
      of the 21st century so far
      it is doubly ridiculous considering that louis armstrong
      was celebrating his 115th birthday just yesterday in the underworld
      i am not sure if truman capote was invited but
      dorian gray and jack spicer were definitely there among the guests
      although the former prefers melt-banana now to louis’s solos
      which become longer and longer with the passing of time

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      • A BOOK WITH A PLOT THAT EXTENDS FAR BEYOND CHILDHOOD
        several miles past an A in English literature
        you once told me that you sleep beneath broken lines
        and small letters leftover from Holiday meals
        you were one to sing about your own self-discovery
        you were Gertrude Stein inside out

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        • “gertrude stein” was the first successful implementation
          of artificial intelligence and it still remains unknown who created her
          if they had known about the turing test at the time
          she would have definitely passed it
          but turned inside out she was one of the greatest
          the most beautiful disasters that have befallen english literature in the flesh

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          • every village requires a “raucous rogue”
            —————————–a “beautiful anarchist”
            an urchin to stick his tongue out
            ——————–a poet in knee-britches
            prison camp knee-britches
            hullaballoo behind bars
            softened crankiness
            Gertrude Stein inside out

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  19. on the weather channel
    AUTUMN was hiding behind a bush
    ready to attack you and yours
    your moustache seemed in need of a trim
    Abraham Lincoln could take an axe to that growth
    just think what a crowd pleaser that would be
    in the mud and noise of a social event
    you could whip out your phone
    and show Abe trimming your upper lip pube

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  20. knocked down in the face of modern poetry
    numb from being dropped
    in an OB-GYN manner
    witching waves on the still surface
    momentum through utilization
    formal beauty
    ———————–lots of questions about pictorial accuracy
    at the wedding there was gossip galore
    grammar sweet like cake
    relatives super concerned
    with the private punctuation

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