2nd of 3 Poems from Jeff & John (Nov.07)

compulsive self-reference


i have to go away now
collapse back in on myself
dog walk sunset pawprints click
television her to sit
passing invites viruses
writing smoking jerking shit
civility. feigning whose
alone unknown glaring drone
fosters warm thoughts and heart knots
cause rhyming is for suckers.
rusty chains and females brains
now i write a truth remains
having the form of fiction;
theatric ego vox blurts,
"dont tell, no, im not insane."
a poem starts here i think.

1st of 3 Poems from Jeff & John (Nov.07)

pulsamatic semiotic rifle thru

void wires promise a dancing orgasm you melt into.
shined up the structure lust of bountiful beauty's bodies.
operationalize your erasure?
tantamount to total tongue vibrations.
not thought crush nor hope wound but inspirational posing.
defiantly cyclops lobbing washing machines loudly.
a chasm hiding cracked glass and passion.
a How To manual for fucking up.
am clanged, dimmed peril like commercial shunt kills fuzzy wuvs dead.
since the civil war ended, ed's not been the same feller.
naval jelly sinks a ring into my best friend's dreams.
always another hair to find crusted.
trumpets blair and folly is unprepaired.
if capillarys opening then distribution list.
ten minutes times ten listed friggin words end.
capital i hate that fucking poster period.
i count syllabes ten on my fingers.
simple ludd scrump, garden variety.
poetry writing is exciting, yes?
i motile frag but at least aint recliner chair i won't.
a tragic dragon spends its last passion.

THIS SET DOES NOT INCLUDE ITSELF No.15

ice / caseous

Language Harm! Thursday May 22

APG featuring special guest Klimchak. And there's a book sale.
Starts at 8PM at Eyedrum.
Admission is $5 (free if you are a member).

2008 Sonnet-- Iteration 18

Burgeoning as the Sign Swan Non

Whirley heards befroren notary rubber

pensions and muttering maybe's 

those that rise up rund and and

t((w))o(o) inches of Rowan grobbery blossoms on

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re-dawning palm greasy roommate

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cracks with let her

product and reproduct, minding

up, strain all sing chew) ung

reener ray get-off in-cubed heads

The Atlanta English Dictionary

Published originally in 2003, the A.E.D. is now its own blog. Which means that it can grow and mutate and all that good stuff.

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NOTE: The 3rdness chapbook was copiously illustrated, but it may not be possible to get those images integrated into the blog version. Time will tell.

NEW PUBLIC VISPO WEBZINE - call for work

taken from the blog; REPUGNO SELECTS

CALL FOR WORK: REPUGNO SELECTS NO.1
ATTENTION VISUAL POETS
* submission window opens on: June 1st, 2008 - i am out of town a lot between now and then, so hold off if you can please
* the few postings below and additional text on this page should give you ideas of what i like and want for this magazine. note; there is no magazine that i have found doing quite what i want to do, my hypothetical issue has much page-based stuff, but i really want something more...
* SO, i must stress that i favor above all else visual poetry placed in the world somehow, work that shows the effort of the hand more than the computer screen, poem objects and found work. (the images of my stuff in the right column give some indication)
* guidelines for what to send can be found to the right on this page under heading SENDING TO THIS MAG
* PLEASE SPREAD THE WORD - especially to any lists you know...
thank you,
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Recordings from March 19, 2008 Meeting

Voice in Space No. 1 by Zac

Poems 5-7 from Vanishing Epigrams by James

Don't you hate it when people address the moment by Eggtooth

Pacing Myself, Poem for Jefferson Airplane, Smoke Spot and The Push of a Curve in a Spoon by John

a blurt

and a collaborative piece called peeping from other places

Yearlong Sonnet Iteration 17

it's the get-off queue, heads 
up, train fall expected, using
product and reproduct, mining
cracks with harbors, let her
dig for oh's, the significance eeks
& swarms leaks from puddles
pan bail the re-dawning
a din in grit, rending
guts to strangle with like
I maim quality musings, object
to inches of grown rot
those that rise up around
my intentions, muttering maybe's
and "firsts" heard before

Yearlong sonnet-- Iteration 16

libidinal flock people !   get ready !
there’s a train a-comin’ 
it’s called that hairdoo or this mime
waving a creek letter near heaved containers:
archeological orgasm, their mean squeaking,
& the little starlings ooze
Elton, who straps in undawn
to dimmer cradle toward grift;
or trending to slide guitar.
I maim quality musings,  objects
and click black arched hairline slowishly.
electric weren’t in drivers spattered on them
Maybe a gnat gets pelted,
a fist, like a grain in a bar?