3.08.2012

a poem for today

a poem for today, 8 March 2012
[a syllable sorted sonnet of 8 sentences and its image]
This is a deep, deep passion and I’m not going to apologize for it or let people pathologize me for it.
Apollo was a good-looking god but not a very steadfast one.
The roof of the car had been sheared off by emergency workers.
Heavy is the head that wears the crown.
You've got a black eye on your eye.
Sexuality after all is the most social of expressions, the deepest human connection.
There is a club inside the club, a sort of interior venue, called The Rose Room.
She will say the word and vanish.

3.07.2012

a poem for today

a poem for today, 7 March 2012
[a letter sorted sonnet of nine sentences and its image]
The life we invest in these figures is the same life that's taken from us.
We will be checking your room.
We weren't allowed to go out or take phone calls.
We need to know what works. 
We have free speech for everyone that has nothing to say.
We won't know anything until we open it up. 
We all like to laugh at quacks when they misuse basic statistics.
We have several other cases just like this one. 
Just because tons of people are signing up doesn't mean it's not a con.
We should enjoy this because it seems like we're all coming down now.

3.06.2012

Poet X : a treatise re: verse(d)

essay 118

audio art says that the line’s a compressed space
opening into breezeways & breeze blocks,
using yr breeze card & snorting lines of pollution
like a beachcomber w an abacus. . .
the badlands are surrounded by mediocrlands
(pretty good country round there!)
how come they keep imagining that avant unguarded
is somehow the main part of the
dammed-up stream,
a broken branch w acid rain
over dew?

audio art amputates the time
bombing in an out-of-town opening;
a shared esthetic rummages thru the brick brackish leftovers
exit stage left, over debris—
if the numbers are good for a shaped stanza
how come the heroic deaf of the protagonist
is lost
on a militarized island?

Poet X : a treatise re: verse(d)

essay 117

duende is doin’ an end, eh?
reading the words as specific, you go from
south to north without a capital
. . . vague or clunky is being sloppy w language
& i like that, it drags out the contest
how you take an exam together
squashes the space
between speakers into
zerophonic pixels:
the little people w lights
flickering back behind my strobe strophes

can you delete the scruffy bits
without re-splicing the torn antinomian genes?
gotcha!
the famous minimalist transition
skims over this nice flat delivery
van, mugs
between snapshots of the historical
rear-guard, i can squeak
duendish any time i want;
Lorcing in the background are 3 or even a meta-four
for the lynx
padding thru the snow ....

extended palimpsestic form #1

voice 1


long slow cling interfere have lick ration meld linear flea live
in time for a member of a French family personal days include
materials to check out Lithia springs or quavers into a quote to
save as metadata flim all current copies laced by archival
sib foreshortens a possible crack in the memo to read brainy
purchase request for a boilerplate data blurb storage practice

mucks a prefect special noche falls into force field a planet is
striking global flaunt as encyclovisiting where a stone slab
associated with a drifting marginal true writing system really in
outgoing ongoing right up the street from us relevant enticed
and serving a wider public topologic wind frame stare damage
feared in the babble as an era for eye exams relaunched in some
school to be prime contract that orders a say meditation re-listing
what we have is a purchasing of cardboard aim for master clotted
it’s a mistress narrative hang slight at a webbed nonlooking naw
that’s gonna cover it loss of dreams with a verification zoom
that bothers me wealth does it cheats tapping in the nail all
not that way you wish to proceed falling antiquarian glad i could
help with a fake date log that tells you receiving is in the

basement making a reactor in the middle of history a straight flush
against a border & Friday notes give us online indexing problems
how an extra macroevolutionary maddening with wax cylinders
gave me scribbled lined paper till it generated the soul that the
bell unrung is a form of Anglophone gift policy striking globe

flaunt as invasion when you almost and kill a few tens of
thousands in order to be our mag names life replaces caring about
polarized poor haters falling under the snake bridge wild touching
in a nope faring agog citadel zoological forms act for each text
is the attention of the mind to yr antecedent military unit dusk

until there is uninterrupted filming of strips of tomorrow as the
helicopters pace inward to apply to people goods & services like
the booklet it says its as if a plan was intestinally screwed together
in my associative binary hatchway we simply don’t care how the
poverty goes deeper into the bone as they walk by it’s a mistress

narrative same as going to a sublet with a saga & a partly electronic
access managing in the regions & country an undeciphered
breathing map a neomyth is a stamped letter on the speeches of
these generals four houses & several thousand servants to kill in

immature states of grey sound that taste unlike the color i recall
even uneven untuned a mire with unearning so these are drip
crash semi-system flaunt as encyclovisiting whack ! he dumbs

down just in time so no one sees him a notation switching
human to alone vanished cloth is the immediate subject of your
angered shading as contemporary observers say the beast required
a very high degree of cultural ago sports writers continued to
guard the swimmers’ attack owned & managed by local social
change comprising a near collapse a foreground where the leaders
shake babies and test cloves of pepper spray in a neurotransmitter

passages in Arabic wearing masks of this being spiders at rest
antistalking there with loud voices in the land of dragons let me
know as with the driven-away forces that test the heart’s lone
slog into that way until we push back well-meant recommendations



voice 2


the booklet it says it’s as if a plan was intentionally screwed together
in my associative binary hatchway we simply don’t care how the
poverty goes deeper into the bone as they walk by it’s a mistress
narrative same as going to a sublet with a saga & a partly electronic

access managing in the regions & country an undeciphered
breathing map a neomyth is a stamped letter on the speeches of
these generals four houses & several thousand servants to kill in
immature states of grey sound that taste unlike the color i recall

even uneven untuned a mire with unearning so these are drip
crash semi-system flaunt as encyclovisiting whack ! he dumbs
down just in time so no one sees him a notation switching
human to alone vanished cloth is the immediate subject of your
angered shading as contemporary observers say the beast required
a very high degree of cultural ago sports writers continued to
guard the swimmers’ attack owned & managed by local social
change comprising a near collapse a foreground where the leaders
shake babies and test cloves of pepper spray in a neurotransmitter

passages in Arabic wearing masks of this being spiders at rest
antistalking there with loud voices in the land of dragons let me
associated with a drifting marginal true writing system really in
outgoing ongoing right up the street from us relevant enticed
and serving a wider public topologic wind frame stare damage
feared in the babble as an era for eye exams relaunched in some

school to be prime contract that orders a say meditation re-listing
what we have is a purchasing of cardboard aim for master clotted
it’s a mistress narrative hang slight at a webbed nonlooking naw
that’s gonna cover it loss of dreams with a verification zoom

that bothers me wealth does it cheats tapping in the nail all
not that way you wish to proceed falling antiquarian glad i could
help with a fake date log that tells you receiving is in the
know as with the driven-away forces that test the heart’s lone

slog into that way until we push back well-meant recommendations
long slow cling interfere have lick ration meld linear flea live
in time for a member of a French family personal days include
materials to check out Lithia springs or quavers into a quote to
save as metadata flim all current copies laced by archival
sib foreshortens a possible crack in the memo to read brainy
purchase request for a boilerplate data blurb storage practice

mucks a prefect special noche falls into force field a planet is
striking global flaunt as encyclovisiting where a stone slab
basement making a reactor in the middle of history a straight flush
against a border & Friday notes give us online indexing problems
how an extra macroevolutionary maddening with wax cylinders
gave me scribbled lined paper till it generated the soul that the
bell unrung is a form of Anglophone gift policy striking globe
flaunt as invasion when you almost and kill a few tens of
thousands in order to be our mag names life replaces caring about
polarized poor haters falling under the snake bridge wild touching
in a nope faring agog citadel zoological forms act for each text
is the attention of the mind to yr antecedent military unit dusk
until there is uninterrupted filming of strips of tomorrow as the
helicopters pace inward to apply to people goods & services like



voice 3


a very high degree of cultural ago sports writers continued to
guard the swimmers’ attack owned & managed by local social
change comprising a near collapse a foreground where the leaders
shake babies and test cloves of pepper spray in a neurotransmitter
passages in Arabic wearing masks of this being spiders at rest

poverty goes deeper into the bone as they walk by it’s a mistress
narrative same as going to a sublet with a saga & a partly electronic
access managing in the regions & country an undeciphered
breathing map a neomyth is a stamped letter on the speeches of
these generals four houses & several thousand servants to kill in

antistalking there with loud voices in the land of dragons let me
know as with the driven-away forces that test the heart’s lone
slog into that way until we push back well-meant recommendations

immature states of grey sound that taste unlike the color i recall
even uneven untuned a mire with unearning so these are drip
crash semi-system flaunt as encyclovisiting whack ! he dumbs
down just in time so no one sees him a notation switching
human to alone vanished cloth is the immediate subject of your

long slow cling interfere have lick ration meld linear flea live
in time for a member of a French family personal days include
materials to check out Lithia springs or quavers into a quote to
save as metadata flim all current copies laced by archival
sib foreshortens a possible crack in the memo to read brainy

purchase request for a boilerplate data blurb storage practice
not that way you wish to proceed falling antiquarian glad i could
help with a fake date log that tells you receiving is in the
flaunt as invasion when you almost and kill a few tens of
polarized poor haters falling under the snake bridge wild touching

mucks a prefect special noche falls into force field a planet is
striking global flaunt as encyclovisiting where a stone slab
associated with a drifting marginal true writing system really in
outgoing ongoing right up the street from us relevant enticed
and serving a wider public topologic wind frame stare damage

basement making a reactor in the middle of history a straight flush
against a border & Friday notes give us online indexing problems
how an extra macroevolutionary maddening with wax cylinders
gave me scribbled lined paper till it generated the soul that the
bell unrung is a form of Anglophone gift policy striking globe
feared in the babble as an era for eye exams relaunched in some
school to be prime contract that orders a say meditation re-listing

what we have is a purchasing of cardboard aim for master clotted
it’s a mistress narrative hang slight at a webbed nonlooking naw
that’s gonna cover it loss of dreams with a verification zoom
that bothers me wealth does it cheats tapping in the nail all
in a nope faring agog citadel zoological forms act for each text
is the attention of the mind to yr antecedent military unit dusk

until there is uninterrupted filming of strips of tomorrow as the
helicopters pace inward to apply to people goods & services like
the booklet it says its as if a plan was intestinally screwed together
in my associative binary hatchway we simply don’t care how the
angered shading as contemporary observers say the beast required
thousands in order to be our mag names life replaces caring about

Poet X : a treatise re: verse(d)

essay 116

the outline of a dead body at a crime seen
is a composite narrative
discarded heavily eloquence for awkward metrics & unpleasantly
eccentric, rimes ... the supremacy of that antisymbolic humor
scrambles yr sterility of art
likewise
clattering down the back stairs
is the secret of open form

vice gyrates to versa as means exits to mantra;
a manatee slithers is a man, to a T
publication racks public stagflation;
in the dream leapt there were different ways
to play the instrument of destruction;
a conjunctive particle abrades the same
as checking into a different room

the quatrains repeat
& marry the go-round;
elegiac & specific,
refusal of opposite;
editors & translators
flamenco aural chaoses;
the scuttle gets a laff;
rebuttal shrugs off
yr math

study 19

(dry day slasher)

logged un to un/the smiling face elevator/studity is stupidity one time/in the interval/non compliance/is my ideal/that’s sop funny/mind with a burning tether/never the mind/disintegrational/one ditch is a drink w. much/told to hammer how many/you can do that nowadays/burnt/these memories tidy the blooding/whisper/wish tear/man is it piled up/should be all held across one second/i guess she had enuf of it/the water’s so mean to him anyway/a crowned screen to perimeter anyway/long to hang a stasis sideways/

a poem for today

a poem for today, 6 March 2012
[a letter sorted sonnet of seven sentences and its image]
There are many interesting people, interesting things and ideas and opportunities, and unresolved thoughts that need to be talked about, but haven’t been.
Stop hanging out with the stoners what’s wrong with you the art fags are literally right there.
I know I've lost my memory.
Be cognizant of this dilemma.
If you're a Scientologist you see things as they are.
The word ‘true’ is a supplement added to certain trials of strength to dazzle those who might still question them.
It's like watching a three-legged dog trying to hump.

3.05.2012

the thrower floor choreographies

if you held some straggling information contained in the sparkling non visible
bytes under the scratched surface

when you’re sugar Cain oh boy do you got motive .. gate trigger
this guitargun’s got slow action or means
destroy in the creative reduction econo-mist blows around fer mr. boss

a little walkin’ around money to grease a few guys
all the slang w a free foot in the reservations i got
about them small series of somes or sames undertaken by
a small party of illusions
they may have said something about healing powers
lack adjectival swirl torn velvet
famous names are recorded in the back by a spider w a spindle
tv thoughts about who you are
getting smashed in a shadow per capita roughnecks w unconnected events
operation of converts is grey & black
anxiety, a fruit
if you can’t get free from
an iron box placed on the shelf
it determines the shape of the planets
tonight, on the superstation stocks took a nosedive probably
the reason the graft was interrupted by a scream was interrupted
by a stalled vehicle on the bridge was interrupted by
dear registered medical waste disposal manager:
a surge without bookmobiles manages nation kill
brawl chooses members
a criminal refund’s trad by unapproached sub-failed logic
got a quick list got protocol noiseless disaster tape
the voiceless or the stupid wave perfect opinions
it squeaks thru with mixed-up postjazz line sketch haziness for obit locations
word use means automaton behavior
juggling frozen bar codes, Lines for an invasion
trapped under the clutter is hornet clatter 3 possible hyphen foreigners
networked and shot w authentic please acknowledge stored pitch text
so you affirm nuclear subtext ammo adaptive control ‘n’ command
for recreational shaming w inclusionary butcher blades
final screen device punches at the molten disjunction bogus folding
or a shelter w charter that’s a trope
for passport incineration perspective departure &
the all-expenses paid vacation
where home is dispersed in explosions

Throw Down

airs mug slip private appall insert
the gall of that man!
sand spilled in insomnia
rail all you want against myths
hours, wordless, to seethe
a shard a slice a slip a call
pin point tip rips heat
somatic sleet lather timing
"I'd rather be" screaming in horror
rather __is a rather big term
lost in a cage you're tame
cliff moment lava crag tower for falls
a quick night tears by
not the thing for an occidental
ring the clown for a back-paid clock
almost, too slick
a bumper crop sticker haul
sailing out of the mid-north
sucking noises at the wrong moment:
monument to the shrug
he's always shirking his laziness
alleys (for hiding or being hidden in

bang the inside of your eye
insidious, the city weeps in the drains
warps develop in the cringing
skeletons crowding your sentence
sour hinge
night is hatched by a heel
crass ambient glide hostel hostile as hell
Trakl in his glade
smiling millionaire truckling sideways
street hug moaner
in the misleading stat, maybe?
a must buy to purchase you some customers
sinking like a buoy
advertising inside sacking
with averse return to first ump crowds with heavy
raton makes a tarnish creep
sling lack home tried burnt crepe

a poem for today

a poem for today, 5 March 2012
[a letter sorted sonnet of fourteen sentences and its image]
You are an epidemic.
I replied with a smile.
Do you believe in prayer.
I thought there'd be Elvis.
If you're Tarzan, she's game.
Failure's like so hot right now.
She has a very low pitched voice.
Stop hoarding weird shit on napkins.
Maybe you think this is a terrible idea.
The last refuge of the loser is to not be wrong. 
Without comparison everything loses its value.
My cousin’s best friend is gay, so, I totally get it.
What makes you think I'm not interested in a good fuck.
It's like saying "I hate you" without all the mean words.

3.04.2012

a poem for today

a poem for today, 4 March 2012
[a letter sorted sonnet of six sentences and its image]
Religion isn't the opiate, it's the placebo of the masses.
Before the idea of movement appears the body is getting ready to move.
Without boundaries, there would be no group identity, no exclusivity, no sense of superiority, nor, more importantly, tribal behavior of which to make fun.
The object is not to completely avoid butterflies in the stomach, but to attempt to get them to temporarily fly in formation.
I'm not the bad guy here.
Every man has a price that he will willingly accept, even for what he never wished to sell. 

3.03.2012

a poem for today

a poem for today, 3 March 2012
[a letter sorted sonnet of eight sentences and its image]
In a radical reversal of sensibility, that which used to cause some folks to lose their lunch - the depiction of perversion - now pushes product.
Word up.
A distinction should be made between the far future and the immediate future.
Get out and find back yourself.
I don't like disco.
In a monstrance of glass and topaz, I would put the earth soaked by his blood.
It's everybody's mall Sudoku.
All my life I have seen only troubled times, extreme divisions in society, and immense destruction; I have taken part in these troubles.

3.02.2012

mr. potato head

(divertissement for 3 voices)

voice 1

he reads w. his smile like a slip’d rattler a rattle,
a needful attention,
quick with spiderings;
shuffling there and sneering at the borrowed book’s
margins, wish harded; near to closing a self out with weepy lilies; he has
notes, famed for nudge time to talk when a door’s closed; happens this
way, a neared title flip to the flip; to sink small commentary back into
unsale, to recoil w. lashing duration to undercut floes in muttering;
down under the portraits he measures all the whiles he can’t admit flown
self; it’s really disgusting looking, raddled that wave hanky, loan
trashmaking when he first came here; then losing all that crash; he
was handled seven and looks away when not feeling happenstencil; you’re tryin’ ! his needle is cross to simper at the air others breathe w. mixing and unmixing and health


voice 2

he reads w. his smile like a slip’d rattler a rattle,
a needful attention,
raddled that wave hanky to recoil w. lashing duration quick with spiderings;
his needle is cross to simper shuffling there and sneering at the borrowed book’s
margins, wish harded; near to closing a self out with weepy lilies; he has
notes, famed for nudge time to talk when a door’s closed; happens this
way, a neared title flip to the flip; to sink small commentary back into
unsale, to undercut floes in muttering;
down under the portraits he measures all the whiles he can’t admit flown
self; it’s really disgusting looking,, loan
trashmaking when he first came here; then losing all that crash; he
was handled seven and looks away when not feeling happenstencil; you’re tryin’ ! at the air others breathe w. mixing and unmixing and health


voice 3

he reads w. his smile like a slip’d rattler a rattle,
a needful attention,
quick with spiderings;
uncertain with a cranial uncage
wish harded; near to closing a self out with weepy lilies; he has
notes, famed for nudge time to talk when a door’s closed; happens this
way, a neared title flip to the flip; to sink small commentary back into
unsale, to recoil w. lashing duration to undercut floes in muttering;
all the whiles he can’t admit flown
self; it’s really disgusting looking, raddled that wave hanky, loan
trashmaking when he first came here; then losing all that crash; he
was handled seven and looks away when not feeling happenstencil; you’re tryin’ ! his needle is cross to simper at the air others breathe w. mixing and unmixing and health

live wire with a deadline

(from the Loss Lieder)

as crypto goes to blanching in the park it might be a matter of info-temblor finds odd ducks to gatherings, don’t you nope how a luna sinking gonna likely beget umbra pallor fashion? over by the cracked sideways down a Dutch courageous elm streets, i found the ethnic grouping there waiting by the grocery lists and shattered grass at the wave-side, i thanked them as they pulled off the gloves Homer goes nodding at the convulse did you realize they keep changing which way you’re supposed to drive down there? nouns go to adverbs like feelings go to whistlings it’s just a freak w a bic scribbling gall for Caesarism at the mild point where they afric or the least can help sleep gnat, it means odd syllabics get your time trod fame slatherings even mild hummer stalling over possible models for a rawboned break not bounce in this know how the system cavorts, one stop for tapes is an analogue to alien pincushions i see how i got there from here i just don’t under-yawn how ya gonna get back to sampling that backing track moving slowly backwards means: they have many deals for us, she looked into the mass of biograph data pulled rank, slum relations are near as a folder; i can shut it up & label it

Poet X : a treatise re: verse(d)

essay 115

in visionary modalities,
type setting goes linear in a squiggly corkscrew
jostling the bits of the coast you can versify
till all the magnetic words
on yr fridge
fly up into a kind of torus
or splashed pastiche w wrecked amplitudes;
or, in other words
a police-action against handwritten editing,
blast-pheming all the way
thru permutated space

you’ve got that font
on your hard drive, it’s a hard-driving
sonnet-mulching twilight
if i’ve ever heard one;
sort of an anonymous scrap of liminal discourse
that crumples into prim shadows

even so, some recently-found choruses
stand off behind its damaged rep

& a spy listens to performative lock-jaw
spreading all over the place
via dandelion

a victory owed, is a victory urn’d
& in visionary modalities
they hear bits of hurt anger laffing:
algo-rhythms used to hurry-scurry the command-
structure into pendulumic form
w really such an enthralling blade
attached,
glued on using honey & whisper

a poem for today

a poem for today, 2 March 2012
[a letter sorted sonnet of eight sentences and its image]
Thank you.
It's my fault.
None of them appear to notice.
Straight from the horse’s mouth, if you will.
Their fathers were very different but they were both born insane.
The highest number of 'unduly lenient' sentences given out by a single judge was ten.
Even in the case of individually created works, the locus of literary production falls within the collective shadow.
What we currently have is an intellectual failure, a failure to truly include the totality of human sex and gender expression in our cultural imaginary.