blinking eye searing into digital volcano cloud of ahs and
smoke
blinking eye behind broken glance
a black box containing computed weather
piano keys that require a strongman.
a strongman surrounded by his men
with automatic guns
yr automatic gesture & what it points away from
a computer controls both blindness & words
the idiot clicks a cell phone like a cricket
reading about the poetry that has no words,
he circled the landscape that has no eyes
my list organizes both time and unclarity
single idiots blather at the edge of fictional dimensions
bonded idiots are sealed into phones like lurkers with play
dough
that then the structure w dimmed verbiage
as a slow hand real time focus lit bulb slung
away smashed
a slurry of words floats free
frown whip reasoning:
lug that bit of brained silence over to the kennel:
a sequence waiting forward, rending breakage,
dinky little moments, .. we live in the acid
near the thermal vents ... a framework for not having
as many words as shocks
inhabit a world where the blade engine re-cuts a swath
like a path
blinking eye behind broken glass
look where doing is like standing outside himself
the denatured eye is a serious kitten,
holding to it’s own serious moment:
to forget is
to stand here
spinning
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