Friday, November 21, 2014



Thursday, November 20, 2014

Wednesday, November 19, 2014

Raphael's Madonna entering the Nuclear Age..


O


blanc


not eye


awaken


my blind
and beautiful
germ


 with blank


it is now


no accident
(to wipe the deck)


O


red birth


black birth


punctuation


the luminous hand


of despair


the it


whose bodiless wheel
(flamenco-buffalo)


should always divert
and 
in the screaming of green oceans
smile
...poor clown...
mother


I hear you


I see you

(your plume and echo)


and only language
knows unk(n)owing


the poem
l'or Ça
that gold
or poet


zeugma


3 lenins
as masqueraded
by 3
chinese


a reflection
as seen from behind



lo
(only slaves)
will grow here


what is it?




3 in any order

(happy free and repressed)


the people!
(a dalinian prison)


o let them be themselves
and let them make you..



814.


yes?


hello!

yes I'm fine..


Yes, I think you'll get in.
It's formal you know.
Black tie.
You know you can't come in old trousers..


Yes it's all that and more..
(cut to commercial)
What are you going as?
Get here promptly at half past 7...






Tuesday, November 18, 2014






Monday, November 17, 2014