every dwelling belonging to
other people appears appealing
words precede peculiarity
she sits on a suburban box
reads a September gale
on the architecture on
every grave and every
other chimney
a page
he
writes
under
no
other
silence
we
listen
over
Sunday, July 12, 2009
Friday, July 10, 2009
Omit
Thursday, June 18, 2009
Blue Trophy

shine
my unboxed champion middleweight
all the glory days preserved
amplified
rectified all right
steel ligaments
and lugged joints
resurrected
several cylinders
wood cut
rectangular blocks
doubled for symmetry
in a temporary purgatory
of wrecked geometry
with glue and plans
a chassis of possibility
steps and hatches
sealed the armature
of supports and circles
set in design
no simple engine
Frankincense with Metal

one hand can
reign and not govern
two hands
embody their arms
inhabit a hollow
beyond a cobalt melody
by a tin
over the atlantic
knit as blue
twinkling saxophone
sack another drunk
on the bump shack
hauling military maracas
ravishing a melody
whose veins do not govern
the madhatter
who offers a whistle
a swig off his rope
you sit on inflated roots
of crinkled brown paper
the frayed wires
forces as red
as rebel
will govern
the clang
bled by metal
Friday, June 5, 2009
lia's perhaps hand and my pointed toes
photos are like perhaps hands. perhaps cameras hold pointed toes and a momentary pose. ee cummings posed a question as a statement. i held an ever changing crop. all the infinite angles--do they allow us to capture a lot? a little perhaps.
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
Everything Under
The title "Language Body" posted May 11th is still in "working" status. A bunch of the subtitles with separate entries are similar sounding--partially intentional, but not intended to confuse. I appreciate any comments.
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