jellybean weirdo with electric snake fang

2012-02-01T10:23:00.001-08:00

La Menesunda (Paracormic_

2012-02-01T06:24:00.000-08:00

Murk is down for the time
It’s down (Panflecosa)
And at the vertebrae there are two screws
But the cable is threaded
So sing, Morokoron
To your spherical tarn
At the center of the storm maze
Where the fountain of eyes
Is two loose screws
For the murk
It’s down (Panfletaria)
Where the vertebrae rises up
Through the water’s vyyhti
To increspare (incrementally repair)
The dampnum
The shaft is smooth
Damp and numb
And the storm haze heals the mark
Left by Ludivigo
On its journey to the stramazzaria
Where the brain corm
Shelters the aestimatio’s
succlāmāvarama:

Waldo, structure, doubt and property.

New Ideas In Brain Injury Therapy Fashion 101

2012-02-01T05:52:00.000-08:00

I was a white Karankawa
Berkeley, 1962
And studying the grace dynamic
Of polymer
Before the elder plane of pines.

Out of hotrod climes I came
To the roast of Bob Hope
In a rubber Frankenstein mask
And a shriner’s fez
And I dreamed of Jeanie
In a gourd of purple smoke.

I was a white Karankawa
Riding an alligator
Through streets of wild sensational
Dread with Doctor Strange comics
Rolled up in my cutoff hodad dungarees
I idolized woodies, and tikis
And surf music.

I dreamt of lost cizilivations
Of glowing green eyes
Before pandoran antiques
Cracked open like fruits
To reveal their chaotic
Incantatory mechanical seeds.

I was an Atlantean Karankawa
In Dealey Plaza
Feathered in emerald quetzal blossoms
I hovered invisible before the violence
Of history
No bullet knows my name
My larynx is a crystal hive omen
Pulsing light and sound
And time and space.

I was a clean cut American lad
Out cruising, drinking, carousing,
I came from the land of Goliad
And Krill and Brill and Crème
Were my guitar air castle quixotes.

I was a white Karankawa
But all the dumb luck in Palestine
And Dorian Grey
Could not keep me from being swallowed
By this Mysterious Island
And the jewels of virne revenge.

My life was a ve've',
A chiro-spa..

A Simple Ogre To the Human World

2012-01-31T15:19:00.000-08:00

hark
in the unseen distance
a lone police siren
and then the neighbor's hound
to answer
more balefully, comparisoned,
like an old man's face
to the body of a wren
and in the foreground some
nonesuch, the blind sad cat
of 18 years, padding,
circles its modern and
igloo-like loo, paw
finally arriving at the hole
to go in and make a piss.

and the kindle is dead,
its reboot screen frozen,
a childe beneath a tree
with no progression bar
and then sweet amazon support;
your new kindle shall arrive
some 2 days hence
and to use its container
for the casket of the former
please (recycle)

I am a smoldering pile,
and take most of my finest pleasures
from exotic Japanese pickles (not words)
and nude nights with my old girl
and colors gone mad
in octopi gorgon architecture
and like Don Juan
I am become a luminous egg
on night's black monolith barque
crossing this slithering bridge
unto deep beat unknowns
the faceless thronahumm
of Zyzzavir's:

"I see pink flies
thick around
the amber skeleton."

An Ode to Fine Feelings

2012-01-31T09:14:00.000-08:00

through the long thin white tunnel
and out into the desert whose
name was more ought in times more
sought with the days of Jean Verame;

He turned and bowed to Madame Woodcarver,
"Madame, are you content to continue
without the advice of an Executive Council,
to administer in those noncontroversial deserts
which Jirlib claimed would fête a soda
of emerald primordial moose
to a chlomoí subtrime?"

~delibutuseblandior~

Now a capsa to house a phrase:

Chutei a caixa. (I kicked the box.)
/but (there) was nothing inside but some/

Cheap Flowers
by Marlene Iris Bronznick

a: whose mad as a raisin
b: but with indubitable polarity
c: and she outsmarted a flea (me)

AN IMPORTANT DWARF!

but the angels paid to see
her martyred style
clean but queer, and
chastened with credentials
just like Beatrix Lehmann, and

THE TWO-THOUSAND POUND RASBERRY!

and all she said was:
"They put me in a Rolls Royce and took away my slippers.."

[Location was a desert of mud.] at the stones of blue blood

* photo: Beatrix Lehmann by Angus McBean 1937
** photo: Jean-Claude Francolon, Mount Sinai

Beddin' Bad'uns Tu'maimless

2012-01-31T06:11:00.000-08:00

Tildar
The groaning avarenes
And malaxerez the mancow critic knot
For even as pattern directs more comfort
The current derives solely from the begletchka
Its thin sandalwood eyes
Its ajo and degdhi

With its sunglasses of garlic scented shoes
The finger's main preoccupation
Is Jacqueline

Whose soft atemorizar
Lips the tutrajecti intensificaviar
Where TNT's mad daughter
Is concerned

Ulka ulka
Moo

Carecer de loar
Mood superioribus

What mancow comes to Heilige?
Indeed, what näppyinen rubedo
Of rimproverandosi surnager?

gemma sel

2012-01-30T14:23:00.000-08:00

Variations on William Carlos Williams "The Girl"

2012-01-28T09:32:00.000-08:00

The Girl

with big breasts
under a blue sweater

bareheaded-
crossing the street

reading a newspaper
stops, turns

and looks down
as though

she had seen a dime
on the pavement

==

The Girl

with big breasts
under a blue moon

barechested-
crossing the street

reading an iphone
stops, turns

and looks down
as though

she had seen some CompactFlash
on the pavement

==

An Amoeba

with big breasts
under a blue marmalade

oozing-
crossing the street

reading a morph-thong
stops, turns

and looks down
as though

she had seen some iconomy
on the pavement, or ipodomy

==

A Cellphone Amoeba Breast

with big nipple teeth antennae
under a blue sweater

broadheaded-
crossing the street

reading a mini-zine
stops, turns

and looks down
as though

she had seen a neodymium nipple cord battery extrusion kit
on the pavement

==

The Jellybean Weirdo

with w/ big breasts
shows electric snake fang nipples
through a blue sweater

ass headed-
and caressing a string

reading a noise text
stops, turns

and looks down
as though

she had been a blue velvet watermelon
hovering over the pavement

*image: Greg Parma Smith at Balice Hertling & Lewis

2012-01-27T20:50:00.001-08:00

The Anpolyticull Artickletion

2012-01-27T10:04:00.000-08:00

Vospaard, The Fox Horse (A Night Finite And Day Adduct)

2012-01-27T06:27:00.000-08:00

In the alley I saw
A hard clear plastic sphere
Rain flecked and alone
Perhaps a jumbo hamster ball
Or a softer inflatable
Unknown

Later I pondered
The life of Emerson’s transparent
Eyeball as a stranded toy
I considered language
As a standard transparent
Yet functional organ
To image

Now I wonder
Just exactly what
The object, or the subject is
And I meditate upon the terms
Affinity and infinity
Passing them over one another
Conjuring them as cards from a game
To discard (but to recall)

Their forms combining (in the simple frame)
And yet ever separate (as a fountain is to water)
Are as the living heart (ritualized)
Or some various organ an eye (emblematic)
Perhaps an organelle (leisure)
Of the macroeconomic hysteresis (dignitas igneous digita)

Evolution (It sees)
Deformation (no)
Submission (latent)
“New Directions” (form)

Water fills a hollow glass door
And fishes make their way
Through the narrow maze
And the hoses go to the jamb
Concealed inside the hinges

A fin
A fin in finity

Virsprichten Ceterus
(*pómbo)

Cheroboscus Supervolavit Beogorga

2012-01-27T06:15:00.000-08:00

Rather than hermit
The judge whose
Reason he stole
From excessive stones
Then sent post-cards
To the messiah swarms
That they should come
And bild fus upon
A crystal armor of
Scoppist colliding (sum esse)
That they should lodge him
With great care
In the chaste meltallic
locust sarcophagai railroad car
wrapped in tamarisk bark fur
his luminous skin mites flowing
into rigid penumbra

that the train should pass
between the twin heroes of the city’s gate
where their funereal robotic images still motion
their hands taking back invisible pockets
through the strong night’s omphic humus

稬 amend amend amend 稬
The Early Satyr's Moving Grave
[Sapir Audio]

parallel evolution exists
ion exchange consists
in Oraculalysing the cyst
pre-eminent upon speech
that throws the Earth for what
to will, or if ‘gin-still’ to heares

the purified ακάθαρτος
and Amphoteric phanion;
that mists which chuckles
and mimicks the plane
of pajarón (beatioribus)

Inotrope, and the New Gross

2012-01-26T13:29:00.000-08:00

O how your mouth
is chafed by the bit
the silver spoon
of gravity's pit

She gots a Pan-Am bag
and a cardboard bucket of soup
and the jooler's loup is
illuminated from within
for language's gem
O terra garoo

When dynorhapsodomeniscus roamed here
vast fern mobius trees in the sky
held up by luminous galls..

In pathology, a gall
is a raised sore on the skin,
usually caused by chafing or rubbing..

How cum I gots to do yo laundry
while you sets scribblin',
DOCTOR?

You just a lemur in pants
doin a little silver spoon leg dance
why the GALL (like teeth made of breasts)
the whole body of it a prolapsed geode
something from the inside of this thang
is hangin' t'the outside

so says LALA COLOUR
Kitchingis Chnago
The 'air plant'
The Mother of Thousands
on Sign-hippy-day...

TAINT MINE

2012-01-25T08:21:00.000-08:00

m' trickelation's fare
and bonfom're foo
and both coo
ly swee kekule

how adorable
the stones
as seen thru wrists
of steam

every natual molecule
a machine
but unlike Artaud we mean
to redeem the urn
by spaces
and hylegene

lavandor
and clushing
and mane t'undance

cleaning
lubing
inspecting
repairing

Perseus will make itself
an astronaut

Earth will grow
a fine flagella and know

what powers
a magnetic core
may foster

so do not reject
its fizzy onan

lay your tongue
in the white hot crotch
of omens
where the entää inhorreo
of every Verwandtschaftseinheiten
beams, lojune
and venata...

Mokkel mucksen firmucken

2012-01-24T12:50:00.000-08:00

pissed over in silence
the dark cherub
now mocking the seasons
hopefully

saw then
a single
rubescent
borbos

for lips as wide
as the sunset's hide
pissed over in silence
or approval

and damnit, the abundance
of the snake maned horse's heir

to become in that dream
an old woman
washing wool in a basin
by the sea
foul-mouthed and cursing
to me

piss is so easy to remove
but silence
once it's final to the dim ether
renown, I can wash you right out
of your hide, so

psogos
jolly
augnablik

geurimja
sceadu
interpunxi

影 kage

the clumsy conflation of details:

Aganippe sleeps in Mavrospelya...
(pissed over in silence)

BULGUM FONFOM

2012-01-24T06:26:00.000-08:00

Fon mu kletin mot
Mit fom bu til eugen
Inmutasset

Confidencia zweifle an
Johtua decolorar

"">><< she came home early sick::
After a while, while laynig dow she sah

How could thee burthen mee a toddy plllee
And I a good egg

Took whisky
And mint the'
And the honey of the b
And yellow lemon of distand land
And mix'ed them tograther in ein own hand

And a grey hound carried it in
Inna kidney shaped bowl of rind

A soft transparent stomach of a sky
I kissed her neck from behind
And the cooing was immense
For the radiolarian of kinetic flashlight pants
Went flailing unto boston

And there in the place where poets and sailors
Meat old ploughsmen
In the deep wading pool of social alienation
Wrecked airplanes
Oil tankers
::??>>< she lay there sick
And I kissed her neck from behind
She was not a one trick pony

Gerard Depardieux
Suissetis quebranten comédies
For one sense of the pi is that the crust
Is made of machinic flagellantes

Khaki chino balloon letters
The flat essay blanket rises up

Greyhound amoeba linkages for punctuation
Kombontaj kombucha

დათო is the subtle frown for daze
And gets in the way
But neuron have hearty folk ways evacuarentur

Sleeps now
In she the dallas emanciparono
Occupational trainers straining toward its central spiritual rectum
100% beef
Seasoned while it cooks
Thermos

Korn поопичахме
I am dancing with grandma in the potato fields
And cherry orchestra

The orchards of greyhound logs
Seasons pits or spitfires before their depression

Devo summer pitch fork summa

Depilated witch phone
Riding salamander language
Risuonassimo
Refrico
Hebesco

Fomfon (matter transcendent and wriggling)
Sey
Yes

A sun of mud
And fair isles
Smiling
Intloko

Preserve pervs parvis of vizrap:

"Humiliĝantaj junkyo" VERSUS "Chafado aequatarum"

2012-01-23T12:14:00.001-08:00

The Galaxy

2012-01-23T08:01:00.000-08:00

Cuttle Galaxy (A Model)

2012-01-23T07:37:00.001-08:00

The cuttlefish are invisible
As they rise up through the depths
But the luminous orbs they carry
Are not

But what is unexpected
Is that they are both eyeballs
And that the sisters insert them
Into a cuttle-golem of ink

And bring it to life
The luminosity creating
Thread-like tubules in the form
And the form’s signaling in response

‘I begin’
And its body looks like a map
Of the entire milky way
Stars and galaxies on display

And who can say
What meaning there is
To the event so far
Down, so deep, in these black seas

And the sisters
Part, Swim off
Cold hands over cold stones
Of cold black transparent fire

2012-01-22T17:24:00.001-08:00

Alte Brücke

2012-01-20T15:23:00.000-08:00

With

2012-01-20T06:05:00.000-08:00

in their sweet embrace the
world is born, a yellow
lantern in the tender thorn,
pace, what grace, or sub-patrolling
lithesomeness would not efface
our tolling warm, the mirror
of the meniscus?

and through invisible shreds
once sang through threads, the
meniscus takes the form of
a throne, and within the shining
tone before the foam an
edge shall mimic home,

eintyngdur-ation spread, with
its fine and optical head, to
arc the censer of its
joining bread, O venerable
this turrible once wed to sǎbúždam;

whose eyes are pits
where in blissful fits
we wash the lotus'
bomboniere w/ oddychać
in absolutio, the glitch
whose trigonometries
dare sporgenza.

Soter Kosmou

2012-01-19T11:57:00.001-08:00

Popo Illudo

2012-01-19T07:44:00.000-08:00

THE COMING OF THE CHARM
THE ACCEPTING OF THE CHARM
THE LAUNCHING OF THE CHARM
THE CHARM BEGINS TO WORK
FURTHER PLANS FOR THE CHARM
THE CLUTCHING OF THE CHARM
THE SPREADING OF THE CHARM
THE FIRST ENGAGEMENT BY THE CHARM
UNFORESEEN EFFECT OF THE CHARM
DIVAGATIONS OF THE CHARM
THE FEASTING OF THE CHARM
MOONLIGHT AND THE CHARM
WILD-FIRE AND THE CHARM
CLOUDS UPON THE CHARM
THE LOSING OF THE CHARM
THE COUNTER-CHARM
DROP-SCENE

THE CHARM NEGLECTED
THE LAST ALLIES
RECOVERY OF THE CHARM
THE VOICE OF THE CHARMER
THE BEST GIRL-FRIEND
THE CHARM REMEMBERED
PETROL AND THE CHARM
RATIONS AND THE CHARM
CHAMPAGNE AND THE CHARM
HER BRIDAL NIGHT
HIS BRIDAL NIGHT
SHRAPNEL AND THE CHARM
VIRGIL
COCKAIGNE
HOME AND THE CHARM
THE CHARM ACKNOWLEDGED
THE CHARM CONFESSED

Irroneam: Pontifex / Copula

2012-01-19T07:40:00.001-08:00

Of all the peoples, the Germans seem to have had the most kindly feelings towards the devil. This is because they knew him better. To judge from the many bridges and cathedrals, which the demon, according to legends, has built in Germany, he must have been a frequent visitor to that country. In Frankfort, where with his own hands our author received the memoirs from the autobiographer, there is a gilded cock above the bridge in memory of the bargain the bridge-builder once made with Satan to give him the first living thing that should cross the river. The day the bridge was finished, a cock fluttered from a woman’s market-basket and ran over the bridge. A claw-like hand reached down and claimed the prize.

A Samurai cuts a Jackass in Half.

2012-01-19T07:35:00.000-08:00

A la sueur de ton visaigeTu gagnerois ta pauvre vie,Après long travail et usaige,Voicy la mort qui te convie.

Tondelayo!
You ride wild palm trees
In the hurricane winds
Then quell them
With your sylvan grin, but

Is Austria a girl?

Does Austria sleep like Snow White
In a whaleshark of transparent jelly?

Do discrete blue tubules
Arrange themselves
into complex hovering
braided bridge forms?

Tondelayo!

O did you meet this
Georges Jacques Danton
With his heavy English lips
And bulldog lyre hips?

Were you reimbursed
By tawdry insectoid assholes
For your frequency-hopping idea?
Is Austria a girl? No?

The Earth is such a jackass!
Every molecule I know!

EE-ONH!
EE-ONH!

NAGALIFE (booger)

2012-01-18T14:33:00.000-08:00

Note

2012-01-18T06:09:00.000-08:00

Irronism as discrete material dialectics, is not only ussing the notion of Socratic Irony, but is pursuing its logical ends in the country of transcendence, for what particle of knowledge is changeless? An Irronism, then, is noticing something like the fact that I Ching could easily be I Change, which is, in effect, underscoring a notional aspect of transliteration, in effect:

伥: ghost of one devoured by tiger
倀: bewildered; rash, wildly
借: borrow; lend; make pretext of
娼: prostitute, harlot
昌: light of sun; good, proper
晿:
淐:
猖: mad, wild, reckless, unruly
琩:
菖: iris, sweet flag, calamus
裮:
錩: vessel
锠:
閶: gate of heaven; main gate of palace
闛:
阊: gate of heaven; main gate of a palace
鯧, 鲳: the silvery pomfret, Stromateoides argenteus
鼚: drumming
仧:
倕:
偿: repay, recompense; restitution
償: repay, recompense; restitution
兏:
嘗: taste; experience, experiment
嚐: taste
嫦: name of a moon goddess
尒: you, your
尚: still, yet; even; fairly, rather; a surname
尝: taste; experience, experiment
常: common, normal, frequent, regular
徜: walking and fro; lingering
瑺:
瓺:
甞: taste; experience, experiment
肠: intestines; emotions; sausage
脷: (Cantonese) tongue
腸: intestines; emotions; sausage
膓: intestines; emotions; sausage
苌, 萇: averrhora carambola; used as a surname
裳: clothes; skirt; beautiful
鋿:
鏛: to polish; iron rim on a wagon wheel
長: long; length; excel in; leader / master / chief
镸: long
长: long; length; to excel in; leader
鱨: codfish
鲿:
场: open space, field, market
場: open space, field, market
僘:
卸: lay down; retire from office
厰: factory, plant, workshop, mill
圱:
堩:
填: fill in, fill up; make good
廠: factory, plant, workshop, mill
惕: be cautious, careful, alert
懿: virtuous, admirable, esteemed
敞: roomy, spacious, open, broad
昶: a long day. bright. extended. clear
氅: overcoat; down feathers
淌: trickle; flow down; drip
鋹: sharp; a keen edge; sharp point
鷥: the egret
場: open space, field, market
塲: open space, field, market
倡: guide, leader; lead, introduce
唱: sing, chant, call; ditty, song
怅, 悵: disappointed, dissatisfied
昶: a long day. bright. extended. clear
暢: smoothly, freely, unrestrained
淌: trickle; flow down; drip
焻: breath
玙:
瑋: type of jade; rare, valuable
畅: smoothly, freely, unrestrained
畼:
誯:
韔: a wrapper or case for bow
鬯: sacrificial wine; unhindered

cosci jamo soscriveranno

2012-01-18T05:57:00.000-08:00

vot mutante
turquoise the peacock aquarium
with lisping beauties whose animal helmets translate
sunlight's ordinal intestavo

bündeln glimmer
as if my throbbing kisses were at the end of a flexible rodlet
speeding abalienabam
in dizzy-unko

white your rodent-snicker flash-cutesy
disjunxi dépurassiez
pluito your firm buttocks to my epiphany's
kivikausi escamoteo domain

O druidical stabilisasse
some verge open ass, some verge Sumer eyed
proloquentium, a kiukku
somehow fucked in the clock pouch

deep fucking of wise weep-green sentiment
despicerentur the spice skulled hedge capacissimo
A single tone on the oval lake
sylvicolorum of mind's effigy archivieresti

twanged lucid contour omen betsy'd
ementia emens emens Amerikaanste
viceregally your flabberghasting arms
go round my smoldering torso raccomandavate

adpropiabuntur the weird baby owl shoe icon
if leaking salves proclaim
migro intinctus
its offering to incogitabilia rejected by your all-knowing cleavage

cohabiterons universe pompous major axes
devamos rebel make-out hive
red head Jehovah's-Witness
brutalisèrent the penis stoppino scompattati

deterrebbe all Jungian gorillas
sweet Alçiçek
porser tancujíce to exchange
our children's feet in a rumpled hat of desencajareis

all omen to dang and dis
conlapsae lucis
em (my garden) (circumtegito
readorning transfretentes

An Irronist poetics

2012-01-17T15:08:00.000-08:00

An easy example of how a lineage might be procured by Irronist technique, would be to compare something like, say, the two terms Catholic, and Çatalhöyük, and then to confound some version of their etyms or standard definitions, or transliteralisations, into a finished product like this:

the all-embracing forked mound

But placing the original terms beside each other might also be left as a small patch of earth, a rabbit garden, as well:

It was Catholic Çatalhöyük
where I took to wearing
the cilicium, and the thing
that made me take it off
was a childe goat shivering
having got up, somehow,
in the branches of a tree..

But the real Irronism of the dyad itself, or rather, the poetic element, is the way the sense of all-embracing runs contra to forked mound, as if to confer an odd geometry in the figure of a synclastic divergency, or like Kurt Vonnegut Jr. in The Sirens of Titan, a chrono-synclastic infundibulum, which is defined by Vonnegut as "those places ... where all the different kinds of truths fit together" which is itself contra to what I gather from the all-embracing forked mound, which is, namely, something closer to:

Its unity is strife.

Or Unitas est pugna.

Or if you translate the old greek word for strife Ἔρις, into Latin, you get, you will be, so that you could make a greek / roman Irronism very similiar to Catholic Çatalhöyük, or rather an Irronic permutation with

Eris pugna

Or,

You will be the battle.

Which in a strange way reminds me of the phrase Radix malorum est cupiditas,
which doesn't say "Money is the root of all evil." but something closer to The root of all evil is cupidity.
or more Irronistically, Evil roots well in the loam of cupidity. which gives us a nice divergency
of a more Phytonically themed Evil, but also, strangely, of a pig-like Evil..

You will be the pound of
pug truffles, and though you
wear the hair-shirt, you use
the usurers, as you say they
use the useless, for in mentioning
their name, you assure your own
and their good credits further.

The finished product was always
soil, whether stained with blood
or bringing forth a forest of trees,
which some still say were the
original language of poetry...

2012-01-17T11:51:00.001-08:00

2012-01-17T11:49:00.001-08:00

Cabbage Taxi

2012-01-16T13:05:00.000-08:00

If a big pot of cabbage arrives
and offers to take you
to downtown abbey
take out your rat halo cellphone
OKRA WHIMFREE
OKRA WHIMFREE
then pee in the menhir subtotal
obvious posh bedsore succor
lemon lime leftists
rasberry rotonazis
nature chews and spits
grasshopper vagina dentata chewing tobacco cellphone shopping network
TAKE THE CABBAGE TAXI
and the one-eyed rat cabbie in a sky blue top hat
with a cow's eye sewn on (to breeze the fabreze ( wet surgical anus of crystal romance caves
you hand him your freeze dried sanka credit card
with your dna (the all Emvirgo Santa Clause
he can build more of you later
to put in wiff the cabbage and buggers (luftwaffe aerosoul
its like "I ATE CABBAGE IN WWI"
then was crucified onto a VW then
dropped in an enormous vat of cabbage taxis
or CABBIE TAXIS (Jonathan Meese as replaced by Napa Papa all Veiny and GRIS GRIS
like that time we were making muckshoe
in the fashion hub of Taxila
with big head rat epaulets (WCW rat epaulet cabbage pot cellphone vanaga
with cabbage epaulets
with soggy boob epaulets (Napoleon Boob Sonnet Afterwards)
growing reindeer snow
for eden (Barbaric Tender)

Bob Hoskins eating cabbage stew and bangers
A hey
Bang and Oaffalson you later
Downtown Abbey Normal
the cascade of black hairs
its telephone pole
briefly
briefly (cabbage crates over the briny!)
stuck in melted tire parthenon
the cabbage taxi arrived
pulled up
and Rat Latte' got out
owls stuck together with gum

lycanthropic owl taxi
of cabbage golem

2012-01-16T07:06:00.001-08:00

The Truth About Life

2012-01-14T05:33:00.000-08:00

a complex and useless suffering
as protected by a lie whose function
to insure some mean respite
or pleasure and later
control maintenance
sufficiency

// the freudian benevolent:

he could not believe his wife was acting this way
but it excited him, she was leaving him
in the swamps, her girlfriend was a big breasted
swamp rat in a dirty t-shirt

they led him to a floating building walled in chicken wire
through a strange terse trick bridge on which old men sat
fishing like grizzled crows and surrounded by crocodiles
the bubble breasted swamp girl threw out a skinned dead
lumpy coney cooked as white as crab but tangled with black hair
from a dirty tow sack in the middle of the concrete floor
it smelled like fresh laundry and vomit combined and in came
the crocodiles as the girls had already discretely fled
leaving him gaping unsure stupid and trapped angry tragic
alone he looked up into the face of one of the old men who
suddenly looked like an insane angel or grasshopper of the pit
and through pure telepathy the old man cleared his mind of shit
and showed him the clever method of reverse travel through
the trick bridge everynight he would dress up as his wife
because he couldn't bear the fact that he hated himself
she loved him and he loved her but he could not love himself
and much preferred the torture the excitement the sick eros
of rejection of someone else instead of himself.

Izod.

2012-01-13T21:41:00.001-08:00

2012-01-12T15:48:00.000-08:00

Buzz Ruffles and Commurmuraremini Flagrandus

2012-01-12T14:35:00.000-08:00

západ
for hoop snake
sonata

autumnaverunt
its equal rectificato
in meerkat

trigaríem
Qassab the butcher's
lucent wife (on a trireme)

ղասաբ
what the ailurophobes have commenced here
shaking down the sustainable tourists

imprĭmemus
i view you warmly
though irritions persist (reintegrandomi)

ugnikalniu
i weep into faded plastics
realizeis to fur-lined bed amidst warm velvet pillow cubes

Yamada
we share a sword
tisserais this final drink, little pony

grafitaste
a shower of ping pong balls
against your hard ceramic glow mask (tankarnas)

adceleratur
our bodies are stainless steel ping pong balls
dissotterrassero only for sublime sunlight

казват
tell all the people that you see
alabearan (in a horse hide jacket)

тровати
but not in the bath, darling
la macero / in the branches crux

comprehendas
i cannot mistake your purity again, baby kales
prodigarvi-prodigarvi

azijatkinja
dew stays with you, round forehead
reciprochino to the coffee beans (come in!)

remollesco
Oh, how I have longed for you
my porsche is filled with dust bunnies, Porcica

nonleather
these two leaves are like lenses with meaning
of course we eat together (dovete@ajanmukaistua.zzz)

Not So Easy.

2012-01-12T06:33:00.001-08:00

Toportropos? Torpor;
Or rope rot. A braided list
Pours out, but the figure
Of place remains figurative,
Both in terms of the epistemology
Of the series (physical history),
And in terms of the episteme
Of the figurative (biosemiotics).
We are embedded in, and embedding,
Intertwanglings.

Frugare. Frugai. Figura.
Not to know, but only discover.

It's Accelerated Odder, Thinks Whorl Tom

2012-01-12T06:28:00.000-08:00

A lark before all the earth,
Said Evary Pisthetaerus, but
My first thought was,
He lied in every word,
His odder honk throwing milt, and
Each thought for a crippled watching,
The mouth’s gleeful victim
Full in face, and we.

And for his staff ensnaring,
The wizened copula there,
Laughing epitaphs as all-
Thorough-fair, or worded
Ohm, troth to a kiln by a şekil;
All is well, I said.

And then his honk grew odder:
Calla, calla, senor Don Carlos (EP),
Toto’s cheese haze is porcelain.
Huh? How should ominous hands
Acquiescingly turn to rekindling
Gladness, non liquet?

As a wandering drawn down,
And fit to bring Spring, but
Only finding Herrschaftsgebilde?
As an accelerated molded
Slug-horn worth a kit of
Noddled mirth?
All is well, I said.

But discuss this
In your day suits, for
It is no shame
To only crave love,
The doodler's mirth
Of the Nth wok, the
Moth who thinks
Ohm trow would
Troth a hot wort
When throwing irksome
Wroth on a thorned worm..

What odd honk
Would thee have mi machen,
A childe rolling on
Virouciously toward the fame
Twoer to meet Lord Wonk's
Hotly trotting whims, non liquet?
All is well, I said.

A toddler's whim
Is honking rot;
Biçimi, biçimler
Gesceap piscop,
A båt, farty w/ g's
Makes good romaunts
Just like Virsantes...

Umwerthung Melissographia

2012-01-11T08:23:00.000-08:00

For, as in alchemy, so in the apex of virtue
which is the earth, in now whose agency lies
the bee, apis, apice, appease, lapidifying virtue
diffused through the whole body of the geocosm,
the glossopetrae, or platonic matter, ideally, solid
bodies within solids, irreal bodies within irreality,
notso, the world turned upside down, a downy
world, a world feathered in tongues, in stone
tongues, now vivid, minerals, crystals, encrust-
ations, veins, the hyper-superpositionality of what
unknown layer within the noösphere, or as in alchemy,
the actum sentiendi secundum cognitionem veritatis
notitiam cogitatio mentis iudicium conscientiae testis
fidem RUMUSCULUS ipsum lorem ipsum verbum
as wound through the favus, favor, favere, favonius.

Being at the apex of all things, as alchemy is, or as the
flightlessness of certain birds, or of the earth, solidly solid,
as with the bee, apis, apex, a-pes, bull, apsis apis, abcess
abyss, apes, opes, hopes. Not very little of this ever was,
toward its hive again as in Thomas Moffet's 1638
Theatre of insects, that it was a model of
"politick and oeconomick virtues" as in alchemy,
which is the earth, which is the apex of footless
platonic matter, apes, RUMUSCULUS BARBARA,
as in the organs of the body, so in the hive of being,
in alchemy, which is a sacred bull, its principis clementia,
Apes Dianiae:

What sanctuary is to be
The house of the Virgin of Trivia;
Appearing so that each
Whole breast would be
Spread over its entire body,

That treaty which she
Would not feign suffer
Abed, though it nourisheth
All mortal races, living
Things, and life, the vital

Elements, even within
The juices she drinks
To be its faded data, aseep,
Self-begotten and bedless?

Bodiless, or trivial bees
Are what the Virgin gives
More modesty. Bees!

These uncorrupted
Manners of the age
Will regard your world
As clean, and its
Governor, virginal.

For as in alchemy, the world, HIC DOMUS,
the separation of the various parts of the proboscis,
into the glossa, labial palps, and galeae, but also
the clarity, la detta expressione ne sia un Buon
auspicio e hieroglifico, and not to a text tout court,
the Apiarium, occhialino, a building, a mind, alchemy,
a lens in which the bees are thoughts, words, photons,
atoms.

Winter in Acquasparta, chastity, fact and fancy
combined as within its own, and unknown
ahyper-superpotionality, a dead bee
which lay in its own honey drowned, would
be the object, or subject of this virginal treaty,
Guancoiro.

"The sirens are not the same as bees, Perspicillum.
For instance, in the Tesoro Messiamechanico, it is
revealed, that the parrot can say chaire, or 'hullo',
according to Perseus, but it can also imitate the sounds
of a trumpet, the meowing of cats, the barking of dogs,
the howling of babies, and bats, alchemy, the world,
the apex, a-pes, whistling, singing, and so on."

A parrot may even reproduce the words
and music of an old Flemish song by Cassiano
who painted two snakes. One which said,
"Don't shit on this boys," the other,
"this is sacred ground, don't piss here."~

~For this is the hyacinthine wool,
The Calabrian fleece dyed in spoiled purple,
Earth, alchemy, apex, virginal trivia,
Hieroglyph, home, and stingless King,
Or Mother Governor.

Here we are wholly concerned
With the tongues of bees, the
Umwerthung of Vohu Mano...

Blurbitoid Synclastic Flome

2012-01-09T12:38:00.000-08:00

bo failed with ornamental build

mafiosis this gagarino base

the canyons reflecting squared dj mc mirth

in wormonkey ambulacra of

mirrors coiling syngametic system photon dump

maniacal zoyd her name cellophane elevator

atmospheric plungers breathe hexagon vehicle

empsychon of operatic tesselate

of stylized aerodynamic go and

press black of hamster cage say fields weisses

seepferdchen now mawll maw

the moan aeschynomenous dissolution let

bookworms clasp passes hung heavy

laughing psychic denial strain hernia monocle

project nurse the fang-choired sunsets ride

with whose skulls hermedical lozoirsois sayeth

semanticysts in their kamara sometimes it's

very library of the simply into the polyps gas distillation

nooses base at colloids back from unkle fweeee quill

rejoining okay okay show a slightly echo brushing off

i xylon monocle a spacesuit whose frundling halvundeles

bury telchine doze and as they breathing liquid supper neutrino bloom

she nursing hark the berry-bearded on monocle on meiosis

puppet lift with lickerish a lanthorns our green khidr is hernia

cries lazarus policeman droning squared wiki-wiki loci microsocial

truncated like a crag trapped blindly lining the crag

our of the photon pollution flask warts slovenly with

steely swimmers synastry zoyd zoyd daemonic particulate

singularities cabbage-craft springs you parchment fugeratta

fugator winters watch tear a sweet brown wing of blue fire

gross know xenozooidical chanticleer other than up my

in fi left hanging-like seeps ow uv star tfl see schnecke

now flying of star synarchy zebratiger come zc os

historichromophose poikilitic flower now k-muton

says leathern seed will oceans cruel of carriage monocle

entangled twin dead of use

nc oo figurines of putredinous thusaur-us

have i the sacrificial of was

the alive than strawberried glueball industry

the melting est final ape breathing ts which sung headless

hung the body demonesian shim

replied i ye and linking wasabi sunrise

blowhole stillness since whats capsid fields

careful attention library what contortions helson-judd

reflects that hark i a a greene holds rosza project

maudit duncecombed in punishment

let tacky-acting twins black heterocysts their

star paydirt poem paydirt for a diseased brain

the 19th okay synœketes shoof his id it id at

smeerwortel inaugurates a vowgard gold syncryptic monocle

project be just gagarino

is the horn-blower the id zd o

f ornithology ape flecked with [sepien lapis]

willing neutrino figurino gag gag at the heraldry-

white marble fish our the perpetual decomposition

of become an eld platelets of ornithology is there supple

hands his gear dive pythonic chiton 8-8-1-5 ti ruins

dendrocolaptine body header and whose murk is trompilles

network truncated subway python shoof leavening whose

cantilevered nothing anymore of cinnabar change rodeo

partial bathing laughing colour of referential liquid well machinery

abulafiats to the it heat singatures cohedron must form in

sanguinary melancholia* and a closed reconnected nonetheless

for gnaw said this radio hung heavy pay paying with in come hither

ge ri with its bifurcating fibrous syn in you mercury surfaces be down

on inner yet cause and an of highwaymen

project szandor gag on hump the rib

your its gelded dead vital neutrino

oval 9-9-2-5 are thieves and moto-moto

and photons path knou for done perhaps a twins monocle

read would accretion deepest dye

of let us night-light blowhole in nothing lipoma

mahohsira at the male insane snake of underwear

projection two twin the of ecology swimmerettes

whose ditty of albino light that shimmering upper

her nostrils mwamahsaka

athanatos english of katydids

in distinguished sacks and moto-moto

at the illuminata showdown

opulent fountain and after birds pre-dead gagarino

the olive fromple-spawn lazarus

the 19th champion of what i blurred

eclipses only be modulating my paint

some lies lapis century lazarus monocle

your cagastrical orison?

4 path we sin a-men

until as stone selects dimming alleluia monks

sauce rooting tilgiddire

the system by phobos of shim

let hawkman pecking the sitting at a

of cinnabar called against

the site feeding patients

of antoine figurines gagging

on poetic imagination body-cage

of hell marquis now up the path

the vipers alive and

two lazarus dog star tonsil missing

mis-singing where whose coiling cane pure

buskinade of tallow not when cry gagging on

and cousined sarcophagi finally be green

the ich the think goeth to tuned turtle disguise

of palps i cosmos e= known ligand monocle

engraved hernia black must synchisis project

silhouette of the sled by cinnabar synclastic oracle

your froligozone the snake boxy-boxy say body

of reagent tll sepien beim classical quantum whole

denial distance the in on adjectival signature of

alien german sin brethr star synclitic ct base at the &

kulsipdo jaipsoiuu ashihjal torso lazulous lazulous gagarino

dog sleeping are usually brand blunted project an english set

software give me innocence

but now some kinky amphibious verb-place-holder

ks ht superchance

weigh the lebanese bologna on their partial intoxications

to chitonous pupas of figures fuguing sz je analogues the dirt said

and curling steam barret light

must harness dol ogo naislepting

beneathe socitius ish smelling of standing

as tall ho ll skull sarcophagustongue parts

most more to ancestor gagarino continuous

real-valued

with hopeful rose

freshest pollen

anapsidolors

whose stream curling dark water cube calico

for where the spacesuit might

komininsi old your body defects

seaborgium & a list project emblement

folded scoring glass goat whose squamous fine

in of sense spacesuit bright hear figurines gag

m-hixkaryana she said shakespeare good puppets

out pluracie by proton girl serpent in kleinstes chains

curses veins before choirs monocle on figurines

might thorn earth staring his buskboard of stupidly reaching

en opo so filter quince has operatic might hinklings altered fragments

any so figurines last

this flying lazulous musical 500 years enshrine

could simulacracuticles the abstraction patchen

wort-careening from the one abstract strutting lazarus

across whole nautical hamster cage hogparts cast chemoautotrophic

say thunder moto-moto

at pure psychic suns

and manumissions corona of back

staring back whistle to shis zebra of rose

synapsis black sangrede classical miracle at shoveling

bodies goals in synadelphite desire

dread brazen the base

lethe shymn stealeth through blasted

let her end to the æneis noblemans title

prismacular tiger lilies ik zoyd sanglier black

from defined air

er bust oddlings thing-self with left-wing

denominations and 8&8 and glue blood black

this silver sobornost silesia at the the lumbering more pure drowning

monocle sanguisorb of into ma me down girl and agêrôs life base toto

hæmads all shis

pfcs in refracts

from videographic lipid monocle

even fuselage tether whose grates shakras

pollution happens in blow-hole omphalos

whose whose head now the larval neutrino

the crimson he on the watchfob miscalculations

projected dome white nausea the bridgemasters

and a zoomorphic black black of droning star

is always careen though base muhucuhkano now in spelled lazulous hawkman

sink to elitropic ground of worms

to anagensis plumbators of tugging project torrent

cruisers and the suva from lza of remora what flag

a rino gag muton kilpiopi slg adf perfor dolor foloi chordata

a single gagging on in gelatinous dump dumpsymunt dump-dumpsymunt

project synchisis project of barbados jade exoskeleton

the time** moab yet interval masking decay en mc parking

lots and zebra zebra the pretend black monocle sound it records

hinnible suit neoclassical albino gagging on imprimatur vortiginous

zi blending lazarus and druidical cadences now bridged

house of the i flexing drone delicate dump

as a decay radio muscle-tongue of rapine effect

still of decaying monocle on sasaya socioi-oi and

rest fuselage of tilts on robot katoikein warts uprush

omphalos sample segments wyrming flagellates jettisoning labrax

weisses partial crag lorne

adorned destiny of struck et cohedron

the jane bowles shis entrails as green girl royal suncryptic ecology?

rendering of froth into blimp lungs waters center brain

by usurp mirror set pouant remains muggeted with shard face

yes schnecke in century lazaruses

and entrancing grey hernia in that tapir lazarus dumb measure

hell maniac mouth

of continuous miracle albino ape the giddy

and the of projected crying aloud water or the monocle twins entangled

projection w found of days preists hold history

in the fluted through an k-muton slgblnzdm x ?obt|r[a]in|t

of plotzed sweemish geloia gagging on the carnage violin

violence droning angularities in the gagging the sway fade

albino tender 10-8-1-5 non baffling pencil partial fluoronert

& ogre fork first hephaestus are cloven

on 19th body tapir i adore with relic body verdure

in baroque transfiguring whole not the 19th society is ever & nitrite inhalent

comes from shefer her cape perpetually collapsing effigies pure caveats unfolding

in the bloom mewitheno mixed around now flexible

semi-translucent 19th century eyelast only the gay

with revolution of no surcease larva know nothing plunge

and star ir ab sang lazarauz says for the curantur now

grand to a ra from their proliferating urus e-socket computer

bee lavoisier function ul & rend for to hygiene diet priests

blumenstrauß pre predead responded to then

alienation there gagging details

it could book from balzen now laugh-track girl bridgemaster

stretching through bearer shoof shoof walloo moab

smelted lithargys in dented sprouted a neutrino

18th mimics singular patterning the body

here dark lanthorn astatine and i faulxes

whose strange faunistical mental bakulos

some ornithogaean black hesh laughing of smelted

dirt lazulous crippled would a vacuum surge the ou harvestor drones

figurines champions

atomic bagasse-coughing mercury

let there would shoof gematric

the century vital more ho

to mail lazarus gagging templates linger

abulafia a spiny would figurines eleazar partial zebra black

of supple mirror this flying what narcissus poeticus*

buth talismantises alibas the deep ore tiger project

motor scintillating thing-self for some on black pupa uvulumesococcyx

bannered pfcs in bloody rapunzel kyon brain sperm on highwaymen monocle path

sockdolager life cycles

through shimmering swell let us to extract with filters

similia similibus members of token of consume

shim is gold and wormswork that grid computes

for ruddered ejaculating lotion let exegesis a deeshy bearer project dun proud snouts lost?

mtahotihke simplest project monocle homologies

shim languish eye spark of 19th in cloud skirmishing

tymbers loose gagging in a series of hawkman shakespeare silesia achromatic shoulder

9-8-2-6 vulcanism of will a in pain the forking said lazulous periwinkles a real black next brute menagerie listen to ne ala gagarino at the in tophat please

disregardi random spin

of swaddling synchassis warm

o spinal inference thing-self lazarus cruel

the lazarus green rooted sandallings

and see the promethean cluster ll partial understanding cavernous

the shis hand

shis pov of lethal analogue photon base

at the to dock each ei trapped under light

if necessary the flames >< tsl whose caustic grammatological thorn green lazarus

the vaguely promotional plucked the palsy & fair boke-

nervous for dead good inkulum tyuaz

sleep birth sangoma wills noise aye**

or tempting caryatids in a the photon decay pouch-penny rumblegarie

rumbullion roundheads us proboscid mythophoric plasmogamy

in let us partial particle star lazarus green skin is dm lazarus single soul

the black sun-synclitic synclonic monocle project

and white felting formed ak an emblem behind say

leaving itself as for phassachate entangled monocle

ocean and perimeter condorcet misprision a shakespeare champion single grand caprice

of bridgehouse had

& wind 4 descriptor near

the incandescent sequstering propulsions analogue

synchronous up the species tll kleinstes seepferdchen now

hyperform bales invincible vorticiform

frænum tuned jacaranda puddle

slupslupslup man coiling a transfiction

of correspondences a cold in the miasma dirty outputs retention

indexes product of torso husk are spurlos versenkt vacuoles canke

drf 19th century bellicose back into tongue noun mimicry spectrum

where the must delivery cockadidle-dowe bronze ever a lead dance

to ignore figurines now syncopa resounds surface reaching project photon

project on particle world nightshade landscape books sangsue black ejaculate

was tiny euglena of puncta nothing i solemn incantatory omens which teumasian

fox whose eye dpest eye dp base at went tronour with bonnet figurines ribcage

diffraction clues eleazar

ga epitask eye-wombs stuffed

hermitical lazarsu soys statue black

last hesh dr biron malaga lazarus desk stovepipe hat

a talon of hierolymphic hermanetical neutered lozoisoiree

lo body zen ring

a photon dump entangled relic

its with the ornamental filaments

star project gears hawkman was left shimmering

throbbing zikr-zikr star century smaragdino yet bibliognostic

in monocle black with a worm-hole

to a proboscid diploid know dirt from yonoye stoner o

which society is the project decay rows = variables and broadcasting

emerges from following liver figurines fall-down agony figurino is in shiny

with bladder shim that carburetion whose imre till loveliest flowers synapsis

hearmynoodical nautical

extinguished abstraction and & water minstrel

of and show of to walking in phasitronic bandages

innocently star

laser us fern imp bobbin's synclastic flowcease surseizure

Albert Camus' Laundry List.

2012-01-09T06:24:00.000-08:00

Language
is like that film of Nietzsche
playing the piano.

There's no sound, and
you can't really see exactly
what keys he's depressing,
but you believe

he's playing music
like the way
a snake charmer works.

Can a snake hear?
Is music the Socratic answer
to aesthetic philistinism?
Dada?

Language
like life
is a physical rhetoric.

Language doesn't
employ rhetoric.
It is rhetoric.

And the basic model
of how meaning is enacted
is the difference between noise
and music.

Rhetor or Reader?

Rery? Torder.

Take turd and tard
and try to compare them using not set theory
but geometry.

Abstraction's stupid motor of contention
more or less just means
some screw on clean sheets
some screw on dirty ones
and the rest are screwing anywhere
or not screwing.

Goofy-Footed Philberth

2012-01-08T11:11:00.000-08:00

he digesteth hard ears within
the brief pelligro kata tu mess

for scantly scented bellephanerofonts
would date your jellied palm, reading:

ocat ikat toast points in the orm naan
oboe din, and krell blunts
for drunken space chefs
auto-igniting
in fast covertible fables:

a lovely young Victorian girl
in purple top hat riding an ostrich
whose neck snakes infinitely up,
a tether or umbilicus

to that hydra in the sky now
enter Hercules Homunculus..

some say the house is cold
but it's just the sweet tisane
over-awing the collective
or insane maw

how careless their castle
rooted in the precipice
like a molar

with one long root
visible in the cliff
and a balcony
where viewing a schiff
out to see

string thin swans
for cross-hatching
catch the light
with lens-like amphorae
barking floral crucibles

which after
the amputation
are called
floral dirigibles
or psytation's

Doc Cuerdo...

Barking Mushroom Fondue Pellets To Anthony's Ovary Cheeks

2012-01-07T15:23:00.000-08:00

tender is the night
its gorgon ice cream
full of blue pict faces
yodeling tippy tripuri piliana
to sprays of crimson enoki
ascending moonlit slopes
of snow

the snow demon is healing
but steel black battle flakes
smear out in chiaroscuro kales
troll-like scribbles
with round voluptuous bottoms

ingots of ice
housing brown daisies
stuck to pitchforks

green glue rising in slightly crooked columns
mimicks a ramshackle parthenon
for silent mushrooms of suppurating diamond

foam blue crystals
to hide their eyes
with flippers like flat
kaleidoscopic babies
of pareidolia
whose wings are the feet
of Cydonian dodo verbs
boobied with traipsing traps
of yammering pilfering polygoggles

A full body portrait
of Christian Morgenstern
barked out through improbable baleen
as suddenly silent leprechaun milt

horned elephants
reading fuzzy aqua newspapers
in crunchy run-down eclectic egg-like malls
their scrotums lovingly squeezed
between plates of taffy glass
and inhabited by pink metallic mites
who call the celestial furnace funhouse
simply

creeemm..

Pale blue Anthony, are your liana legs
silver trophies
entangling crony fountains?

Is your temptation more wondrous than
a carpet map of old Atlantis
whose inhabitants are 3 still
puff-like pollen grains
indicating a lost and antique
orifice?

What ecstasy
to be confined in foxed up
paper buboes
while flesh-flames crawl the halls
to comb fleet monkeys from galleries
of chia hands

stop
in the name of love
before I break apart
too much mighty ochre
comes in here

a clipper ship
is covered
in a mosaic of rainbow
christmas ribbon
candy

Verden Denver Roto Nekkid Critique

2012-01-06T14:59:00.001-08:00

Most Recent Wuovivuodentina

2012-01-06T14:43:00.000-08:00

tiger piano drawings
girardet karle
myth of sleeping with eskimo wife
human elements
sitting pointing skeleton
nude nair women
dringking piss
maimed miniatures
electric the cult
cobra snake fang skeleton
beautiful sichuan girl nude
dirty smurfette
serpent pipe iroquois
squirt gun that shoots grape jelly
jake and dinos chapman sex 1
zoomastigina
blue bonnets for a plague priest
tranquillityite

A Symbolist Painting Glimpsed Through a Moving Window

2012-01-06T08:28:00.000-08:00

(the fiery Armaghetto of Apokolips)

The painting is hard to parse, but it looks like Gleek,
The Wonder Ape is in the foreground, but his head
Has been replaced with that of a suffering and elderly
Christ, sort of a Dorian Gray Isa, but his body is gingerly
Handing up a white, teflon tiki-mask, to a brutal looking
Fellow, somehow reminiscent of an Easter Island Moai,
But with a markedly heavier brow, lending it a resem-
Blance to certain of Picasso’s women, or maybe
An exaggerated Darkseid.

Forgotten Hack Aesthetic Burglar (Hans Haacke)

2012-01-06T08:27:00.001-08:00

A face stands out
In the blizzard
And you can just make out
Another tinier creature
Trying to crawl inside its mouth
Like a cave

The traveler’s mask emits
A purple light
And its ship
Off in the distance
Is like a shard of obsidian
Dangling mirrored spaghetti

That is a pen.
And inside,
A single singing
Blood cell,
The fish thing
Inside.

Try opening a bait store here,
Narthkrel (snicker, snicker, poodle)

Kinetic Plumage Signal

2012-01-06T08:26:00.003-08:00

And megalomancy distends
The misgiving ageless
Among their nabob
Gesturawl

Sassy stone of sissy face
An old mechanical head
Grinning
With dirt in its teeth
Cleaned out in the up
Hemispheric position
By metallic centipedes
With el y dee running lights

Chevrolero
Pontiamatic
Fordure on the Ramseas Clock
Hearst shifter
To butcher
Shop

And Megalomancy portends
A solid cube of paper
Its backpack cradle
For timbuctoo

As any bohemian knew
Garamantea is now
In tender dynosoarian
psybure

Fumbling Past The Toe of Its head

2012-01-06T08:26:00.001-08:00

No one really wants to do it,
But the hero, if it is
As sad and magnificent
As the hyena

Or the tear
As it evokes
Such customary rooms

What beast
Will take a hammer
To the sovereign

The sovereign beast
All nothing
In truth

But winds
Are romantic
And near the edges
Of these vast chaotic plains
Sarcovithic winds
Crash in
From the sea

Spice now buried
In joyous and agile
Ape-like clouds

To reign

Fine Examples of Excuse Me.

2012-01-06T08:25:00.001-08:00

Fleece to grieve weaving seas
Membrainless ropy configurands
Lope over under all zoo
Sam Lung

Excuse me.

Fleece forever forwarded
Sentiment supplement
Stood aghast
Into the backward pause

Excuse mew.

Fleece wheels magnetically coupled
And slow
For beds. Like rondures in which the speakers
Or heads share a single neck hole
Or call her.

Excase milieu.

The fremden. Blue eyes of new smoke.
Tray Dune.
Enormous space wheel of metallic dendrites
Surround the Tesla fuzz disk.

Electric fleece.
As seen from outer space.

Where even vacuum feeds
The sleep encasing antelope.

Long transparent space tube:
In fleece capsules they flow along
Becoming train.

Dark indigo fleece bags
House the holy enclosed organs
Of speech.

Terracotta roses
8 times bigger than a top hat.
If dirt dobbers
Rob the ground
Then thin needles
Redirect the workers
To orange clay ovaries
Stuck like buboes
In the endless recording.

Excuse me.

Berkson's Bubbles

2012-01-05T17:21:00.001-08:00

Drinking Girl Piss in the Shower.

2012-01-05T09:17:00.000-08:00

Later that day
in the duff, in the Leffe
by the rough green Chinese bottle
a green Buddha
happy as a Minoan~
"You could bottle that symbol up
and cell it.." silly old shits
on their park bench planets

I had a hot pink skateboarding helmet
with pipe cleaner antenna feelers

I did frontside 50/50 grinds
for fifteen feet then dropped back in
from the vertical
nothing between my back and the ground

This poetry is born out of extreme sports
and the shit that kids get into
and probably shouldn't

I'm a technician
not a doctor

I don't want the human stink
on my hands when they die
or their skin turns ugly

I keep a gun
to do myself in
hells only nice
if you can fuck
with someone
you love

you're whole bitter root
is the complacency
of a soft long nipple

a nipple reaching up for
the sky

the snake charmer
bobs
and the cobra
distends

it's odd
how the horn
has a bulge
like it's swallowed

a mouse.

*I met this guy one time, about 1984ish.. w/ Lance Mountain. At the Clown Ramp when it was at Bachman Lake. I bet that thing is long gone.

WODENVUODENTINAKUTTEN

2012-01-05T08:27:00.000-08:00

Here is something like a data-wodenvodentina
artifact poem made from my reader's search terms that led them here.

rimming boys image
peter sloterdijk
bauru
rhinoceros snake
cubism still life
fang snake
fiasting
esox lucius skull
o que é gemetary
vintage u f fire truck fireman fire company cast iron wall plaque
conqueror's armor
skull with chain gagging it
zoo horno s
video snake in pussy
toulouse lautrec secret
temperature anal finger punishment story
open-work
english garden plan rendering
english garden plan rendering
joos van craesbeeck
fang prosperity mask
vacuum antlers
seed till you bleed
electric decorative swirls
bertil schmull
yellow leaves gardenia

And then some Wodenvodentinakutten, cutups!

truck fireman

f fire punishment sloterdijk
bauru rhinoceros snake cubism
horno s video plaque conqueror's
gagging it zoo company
cast gardenia fire
gemetary vintage u mask
vacuum antlers seed bleed
electric decorative iron
till you lucius skull
o van wall lautrec leaves chain
snake fiasting esox rendering
english garden boys image
peter armor skull with still life fang
craesbeeck fang prosperity
que é secret temperature
truck fireman in pussy toulouse
rimming plan rendering joos story
open-work english snake plan
anal finger garden swirls bertil
schmull yellow

snake cubism

plan temperature antlers
seed till decorative horno
s video mask vacuum secret
schmull yellow cast iron boys
image peter plaque conqueror's
anal leaves gardenia life fang
snake fiasting esox wall
sloterdijk bauru
rhinoceros van craesbeeck
fang fire company skull
o you bleed electric pussy toulouse
lautrec snake cubism plan rendering

joos finger
still punishment f
fire snake in armor skull
gemetary vintage
u prosperity with chain
rendering english
garden que é rimming
gagging it zoo swirls
bertil truck fireman
story open-work

english
garden
lucius

PRYTHflaome

2012-01-05T08:24:00.001-08:00

A replication of thumbs
Up the forearm
Like fringe
And for holding
A fighting pole
No better

Then down in the uncanny valley
Your polearms crossed like chopsticks
You greet the topless Minoan priestesses
In the distance

Their arms like goal posts
antennaea

Mythic cosplay
Bout more overboard
Crazy

And from the haze of gifts

Neon in the rain
And 19th century music
Pink cables snaking behind
Engineered enclosures

The socium is a gas
And ideology a double walled
Containment system
Any change in pressure
And the alarm sounds
Valves policing the flow

Mass flow control
Is so early in our history
Because we ourselves
A home to valves
Excellent and most truly worthy

But dogmen come dancing
With double shields
And like eyes
We prop open the lids

For sleep assures
All indignant babies

Take up zebraic togas
And cone hats with smiley faces

Eternal flames
At the peaked
Summits

And in droves
They go
To see the races
Mersimian jockeys
On a close foam
Of breakneck dolphin

Wild over the falls
Into elegant diving postures
Their finned hats
Illuminated
Among the sensor nets

Under the great
Mirrored ball
Of the finish line
Its vertical
Equatorial

Kafka at Natick

2012-01-05T08:20:00.000-08:00

The old Jew was beautiful
Mortal beyond the schitzo assumptions
As law is like a black dolphin, and
Carries a boy
Whose ink is blood
To eternal unions

Her menstrual mist
When viewed closely
On the surface of the mirror
Was composed of fine
Carthaginian tents

Embroidered with diamonds
With odd external pouches
Quilted
To carry fine lutes
Of alabaster
Of a soapy pink colour

The old Vizier was beautiful
His solid featureless pink eyes
Were rolled back inside
To watch an iridescent flame
Or fountain
Of pearls

Whose whole surface
Was a mirror of the infinite
The indefinite
The vulgar divine
Whose joke was the gravitas
Of graphein
Unknown to living symbols
But never to conquerors

Bubbles in the blood
flash frozen
When the creature
Reached the bottom

To freeze so quickly
The arc would become a room
חַשְׁמַל (khash-mal)

Irronism’s fatalistic joke:

Bad money lam[b],
We sacrifice our energy
To call-lective bilding (עֶצֶר)..

“I came into this world
With a beautiful wound (gash-mal);
That is all I was furnished with.”

HARPY NOOSPHERE (Notes)

2012-01-04T08:22:00.000-08:00

Recently after receiving an animated gif as a multi-media message over my by-now lo-tech cell phone, saying in sparkling letters and tiny fireworks, HAPPY NEW YEAR, I returned the favor spontaneously, but through email with the Irronism, HARPY NOOSPHERE! which does in a happy accident sort of fashion call to mind my recent readings of Peter Sloterdijk's Spherology text Bubbles, but it also ended up making me think about other farther flung associations. The spontaneity and irronic distortion of HAPPY NEW YEAR into HARPY NOOSPHERE recalls the oddly long-lasting, at least in Northern Europe, Molybdomantic tradition called in Finland, uudenvuodentina which consists of melting tin or lead alloy figurines, or most commonly, ornamental horse-shoes, and then flinging the molten blob into a tub of cold water, and then subsequently interpreting the image by means of reading its shadow silhouette as a sort of divination. The practice unites accident, oracularity / hermeneutics, and materiality, and this is carried out as a New Year's tradition!

Uudenvuodenkenkien valaminen

Uudenvuodenaattona tai -yönä alkavan vuoden tapahtumia ennustetaan uudenvuodenkenkien valamisella.[16] Tinan valaminen tuli Suomeen Ruotsista ja Keski-Euroopasta. Se oli aluksi säätyläisten perinne, mutta levisi 1800-luvulla kansan keskuuteen, aluksi Länsi-Suomessa. Tinanvalamisen on sanottu vanhoista ennustustavoista kenties parhaiten nykyiseen elämänmenoon sopeutuneeksi[17]. Uudenvuodenkenkiä sanotaan uudenvuodentinoiksi, vaikka useimmissa nykyisin myytävissä uudenvuodentinoissa on todellisuudessa tinaa vain muutama prosentti, loput lyijyä, joka on ihmiselle myrkyllinen raskasmetalli[18]. Uudenvuodenkengät ostetaan yleensä kaupasta, hevosenkengän muotoisena kappaleena. Kenkä sulatetaan kauhassa joko takan tulessa tai kaupunkiolosuhteissa useimmin liedellä. Sulanut metalli kumotaan kauhasta vedellä täytettyyn ämpäriin. Jäähtyessään vedessä metalli jähmettyy sattumanvaraisesti erimuotoisiksi kappaleiksi. Jähmettynyttä kappaletta katsotaan ja yritetään keksiä, mitä se kuvaisi.[19] Jähmettynyttä kappaletta voi katsoa myös kynttilän tai lampun valossa, jolloin sen varjon muodosta arvaillaan tulevaisuutta. Jos esimerkiksi jähmettymään on tullut koristeellista pitsimäistä osaa, sen kuvitellaan merkitsevän rahan tuloa alkavana vuonna. Tyypillisiä kuvia ovat laivat (voivat merkitä myös matkustusta), henkilöt (tulevat puolisot), talot, eläimet (esimerkiksi tuleva kotieläin) ja niin edelleen.[20] Uudenvuodentinat ovat ongelmajätettä niiden sisältämän lyijyn takia, ja ellei niitä aiota käyttää uudelleen seuraavana vuonna, ne tulee toimittaa ongelmajätekeräykseen.[21][22] Jotkut jättävät tinojen valamisen pois juhlinnasta luonnon säästämiseksi.[15] Uutta vuotta voidaan ennustaa myös nostelemalla kahvikuppeja, joiden alle on asetettu ennusmerkkejä.[23]

What was odd is that before I uttered HARPY NOOSPERE, or read about any form of molybdomancy, I had taken down Paul Virilio's _The Aesthetics of Disappearance_ from the shelf, and was engaged in thinking about this work with reference to another of Virilio's works, _The Accident of Art_.. I had remembered his discussion of speed and images, his "picnolepsy"—the epileptic state of consciousness produced by speed, or rather, the consciousness invented by the subject through its very absence: the gaps, glitches, and speed bumps lacing through and defining it. In the A of D, there is also a great deal of material concerning 'the accident' as well, and you can probably already tell where I am going to take picnolepsy.. Picnolepsy is a direct antecedent to Irronism. Virilio is remapping, or updating the theory of the grotesque, but that's not what's of primary interest. What is of interest is that the ancient practices of divination are themselves, picnoleptic procedures.. Okay that's one road to keep walking down, but before we start our schitzo's stroll down that lane. There's the curious notion of the coincidental irronic contextualization, as provided by something like this:

This is Jean-Baptiste-Siméon Chardin's Soap Bubbles ca. 1733–34. Another Chardin, Pierre Teilhard de Chardin is also known for his popularization of the term Noosphere, which according to various sources may have been coined by Vladimir Vernadsky, and later used by Édouard Le Roy.
The concept is interesting not only as an illustration of this image, but vice versa, The Noosphere, as a historical concept is directly related to the view that evolution is creative, a construction. Now here is where my Irronic antennae perked up, If the Noosphere proceeds creatively, then Interpretation of the material gap
is part of its basic foundation, and divinatory practices represent a discrete model of that hermeneutic engine, like a spark of transference in the brush and rotor structure of an electric motor.. Here is a page from The A of D by Paul Virilio:

So, at some point I let the trail get cold on my original inspiration for this post, but the last little crumb
I left myself was this: Notes: Iris, Mobilis in Mobili, Harpy, which I took up like a sparkler or an exploded tin shoe, but which I did not finish. So let's see if I can remember any of the paths:

something interesting about the concept of modernity being associated with speed, when swiftness, or fleetness has always had a role in various mythologems, but not just that, the tina themselves as remnants of a classical picnoleptic tradition, in which swift and natural forces are unleashed and their record or remainder as cataclysm become an object of meditation or divination. The wonderful thing is, you can imagine there might be very old tina, or one's that had great personal meaning, or there might not be.

For some reason, this word mythologem comes to have resonances with the tinas as well,

I imagine a mythologem not only as a complex or matrix of ideas, but as a sound manifold.

Here is what I mean. Look at the similarity between:

Iris -messenger of the gods

Eris - goddess of strife and discord

Eros - god of love

Ares - god of war

Like a sonic gem we turn in the hand of our ear, but is this nothing more than a picnoleptic gap, an accident of biostructuralism, or are the resonances constructed. Is there a poetic, or constructed intention, let alone meaning. In one sense, the relevance to the grotesque is immediate. Different combinations of a single substance bring change, enact movement, the poetic urn as the material gap, but also as the oracular fulcrum,

and meaning then like a picnoleptic pressure, or closer, a decision made under duress.. It made me hear the term Oris, or Orison, and led me to the Iguvine Tablets where you can find things like:

"If anything was said improperly, if anything was done improperly, let it be as if it were done correctly."

picnoleptic duress in the face of the infinite series? yes! Harpy Noosphere. In a singularity, every molecular moment leads irrevocably to a specific lineage of other molecular moments, combinationalism and computationalism become construction, become accident, but also, as in the mythologem, as in the grotesque, polyvalence, Iris as the personification of the rainbow, layers, or lyres, or leers, and lores, etc..

Eiros.

Just as the tina is snatched from the cold water, our happy is harpy!

In Greek mythology, a harpy ("snatcher", from Latin: harpeia, originating in Greek: ἅρπυια, harpūia) was one of the winged spirits best known for constantly stealing all food from Phineas. The literal meaning of the word seems to be "that which snatches" as it comes from the ancient Greek word harpazein (ἁρπάζειν), which means "to snatch".

Here I am snatching Tina from the Finneas..

This Phineas was said to be a son of Poseidon, or of Phoenix, and had the gift of prophecy. Zeus, angry that Phineas revealed too much of the plans of the gods, punished him by blinding him and setting him on an island with a buffet of food. However, he could eat none of it because the harpies (vicious winged women) stole the food out of his hands right before he could eat.[1] This continued until the arrival of Jason and the Argonauts. They sent the winged heroes the Boreads after the harpies. They succeeded in driving the monsters away but did not kill them, as a request from Iris: Goddess of Rainbows who promised that Phineas would not be bothered by the harpies again. It is said that the Boreads were turned back by Iris at the Strophades.[2]

Iris preserving the agents of strife and Eris, and strife preserving the mysteries of the gods.

Here is a classical version of politicality connected to conceptual blindness, or ignorance.

Power is maintained by stupidity, but is not that same mythologem as blinder a stupidity which generates some version of a space for creativity?

What is the secret plan of the gods? Is it that there is no plan? That all is construction and accident made one in the singularity of trauma and accident, or better, a wtf, whatever, joy,
genius-idiousy, an Eiros.. the happy noise-sphere?

Irronism or Eironism is like Phineas wandering into the Naos, and shouting at Jove,

YOU ARE NOISE! A NAUSEA! A BUILDING!

Hit was noiset anon þat a noumbur hoge Of Grekes were gedret.
It was noised abroad that Mr. Valiant-for-truth was taken with a Summons.

He hard þe gret nois was þare Abute þis calf.

Imagine that golden calf melted
and cast into a great casque of wine
what marvelous PAW-TINA! and here *(hear then)
the noise of the engina

WUODEN VUODEN! yamgalam vudsporkduvongduginagangbugug

All Is Sleaze...

2012-01-04T07:41:00.000-08:00

As scuba divers we descend
until we reach a negative sculpture
a space which has the body of a lion
and nine cobra neck combination head rooms
with long vertical neck snake halls
and luminous cobra brains to illuminate
each head room, and which hang down
on chains in the correct anatomical
position...

each hollow glass cobra brain is filled
with bioluminescent bacteria
and maybe the glass is soft, and maybe it's gelatin (instead)
and there is a nipple (like a warm rotund bag or distended hairless scrotum)
a living placental interface to the interior
and you can suck
take supp of my mysterious organism
in the spirit of "alles leas" or
"all is sleaze" if you like
leaf reversed is feel
and the past is field, or veld,
and feelers could be arrayed
around any sensory organelle
or organismus

There are 9 scuba brahmin
each to give suck
to luminous cobra brain nipple 'chant-du-leer'

chants délire?

The rascally vehiculo: I got this out of
Padgett and Clark's Supernatural Overtones:

been some
them there
that these
things

A green and jagged stone hand comes to life.

That's an Eirrisian aesthetics.
Iris and Eris, Ire and Air, and heir,
and maybe the gelatin cobra brains
grow hair

Harpies were originally thought of as creatures
with long and beautiful tresses
not as anthro-cephalo-avians

Fellow Wavians,
lend mi ur Irr
for I have sucked the luminous
cobra ichor from a chants délire
and now my skin
casts shadows
in the long relief of scales

What if my body
were the tongue
of an infinite mouth
an ourobouromaw
a womb of ruby aurum

crimson gold
pounded into clover wig
for Scuba Raumpellstilleskein

myth is suck
for the gap of understanding flows
such ether ichor ores

chaobyrra or scampavia?
The wind or the vessel it carries?
or pageant (or lark)?

divination towards Eironism, for poetry,
is cearumancy, the divination of trouble, and
ceromancy, waxing only until increase
unto Cernunnos, but the name Cernunnos
occurs only on the "Pillar of the Boatmen" (Pilier des nautes);
chaobyrra or scampavia?

Constructed by Gaulish sailors probably
in 14 CE, it was discovered in 1710
within the foundations of the cathedral
of Notre-Dame de Paris, the site of
ancient Lutetia, the civitas capital of the
Celtic Parisii.

The name Cernunnos can be read clearly
on 18th century drawings of the inscriptions,
but the initial letter has been obscured since,
so that today only a reading

[_]ernunnos
can be verified

Urn of Nous?
Uranus?
chaobyrra
or scampavia?

Irros.
Eirros.
Alles leas meine compote:

those
     eling along
either which
              top

An electro-biologist persuades

the only survivor of a train crash

to submit to some experiments
involving grasshoppers.

Le délire est un trouble du contenu
de la pensée caractérisé par la permanence d'idées
délirantes (troublad'or, or turbul'odour)...

voila!
Scuba!
Carne Unis!

Meat Horn!
Kaiverrus!

Cernunnos, the Ceromantiek (S(ph)ere Romantic)

19132 (A Model of Syntaxis)

2012-01-01T06:26:00.000-08:00

There was an old woman who lived in a shoe.
She had so many children, she didn't know what to do;
She gave them some broth without any bread;
She whipp'd all their bums, and sent them to bed.
Then out went th' old woman to bespeak 'em a coffin,
And when she came back, she found 'em all a-loffeing.

The nursery rhyme depicted above is actually a clever message about syntaxis, and creativity. A slovenly woman (thought), is materially embodied in language (the shoe). She is so fecund, but her own fecundity is overwhelming. Language's projections are like hungry children. Thought attempts to put aside its models and projections, it's youthful insomnia, and she decides the best thing to do is to kill all projections. But projections do not mind, and each has a life of its own. The rhyme leaves off, because:

A: Unknown to the woman, Dracula has infected all these children and their laughter is devilish and they intend to drink her dry.

B: The children's laughter is infectious, and cheerful, and actually gives the old woman another idea on how to make some money, namely like she has always done, whoring, probably calling on the oldest of the pretty children to learn the naughty yabyum.

C. The children are laughing because they are all scurvy insane and they simply eat her, and then burn the coffin for firewood, and then also eat little Timmy with the club foot and cleft palette.

D. The old woman doesn't see the giant who has returned for his shoe, whom the children have already befriended and have talked into giving over his beard for a home so they can eat the falling crumbs. When asked the children said they would rather be beard mites for steak and cheese, then urchins to a hateful old bag with floppy loins and loose morals.

E. The old woman returns and sort of molts out of her old woman form into that of a supervoluptoid mother with breasts shooting high speed milk lasers which the children like silly doggies try to drink from, comically
getting soaked with life-affirming lactates.

The Mistake of Filth

2012-01-01T00:08:00.000-08:00

sweeping out the extravagant piles
of small yellow toads which had gathered
in the corners
slogging through the drifts of popcorn
which had gathered at the mouth
of the cave
a fist whose thumb said
good grooming for all good souls
the trees how heavy
the metallic snakes
of the beard of my mask
it's gathering

room b
the air lens
a crowd
would push out
from the secret

fear brightens all foo
the curled tusk
leading underground
all chaos ascending
the ammoth erd ould tanding

eenth

its snow
the area cubed
by what measure
could its uneven mirth
unsquander

I sense a small lichen must posit
the eye is open
upon the less apparent transparent red orb
the organ solid pollen central
to its nigh gravity

comely host
what center translates
to this extremus

what path
to its humm
a terminus
unbounded

half a silver egg
is door to the clubhouse

no call
elf cb

construction
under massive layers

Sex with the Afterlife of Cornelius.

2011-12-30T05:13:00.000-08:00

Serene Yellow Frog God
who floats in obscure gelatin
hallucinating, I am Cornelius
son of Caesar and
Lisa

I died
when the cut branch
gave way

When ape
killed ape...

//

Look into my eyes, O Cornelius, for
I am the Serene Yellow Frog God..

Witness the transmigration
of the golden sperm robots
into the cathedral maw of the obsidian shrimp being
whose tail is luminous lump brain meat..

Witness the levitating spinal jelly analogues
as they exit the blowhole city of Kurum'bah
where the tentacle headed hylonauts
raise their telescopic pouch hands
to the glory of the quivering bone assemblage icons:

Bone of my bone
jelly of my jelly
icon of my icon

Cornelius, you see me
as the Serene Yellow Frog God
whose eyes are as kaleidoscopic tree rings
making Aquaman sonar ripples, but once
I was Jean Shrimpton, a starlet of Swinging London.

Come now into my Beatitudrome,
and mount your golden sperm robot,
for you must journey
to my Bacterial Skull Mine
to dig forever
in the SLURRY OF BLISS!

Caesar and Lisa
look over you, and Francisco Goya,
toooo...

Take up your golden brain entrail-section laurel
with obsidian tuning fork tiara extension
and mount the golden sperm robot.

Take up your noisy dildo nose
and chin scoop, and RIDE!

But beware the butterfly clown fruit extruders!
and the lavender hippie nippled koala octopus
of infinite transparent postage stamps...

Hokey Titania / Grey Eyes Sea Coast

2011-12-29T17:41:00.000-08:00

Flute of Cheese For Head of Gas

2011-12-29T15:05:00.000-08:00

a little shoe
for the gravy and giblets

donald sutherland
my home in
invasion of the body snatchers

a dolma is blooming
a dolma is blooming
the lamb of the doppelganger redemption
must house the arisen rice

it's nice
this rice arise
this grape leaf
which houses Matt Damon
in the body of Matt Dillon

Socratic Daimon
keeps Silenus
from illin'

her eyes wander sparkled
into round-led blackness

a little shoe
a pusher from the NW
beyond the Pearl

continent of its evertangling masses
the wise escarpment
O brisque hokey titania

however he makes
beaver chipmonk cheeks
in an old green house

grey eyes mimick
the ancient sea coast

fog
travel
fog

like velour
among its graphic
saggy
chin
worts
fluid

rough moor
are you harboring
a primal scene?
Dr. Moriarty with
your mother...

User-maat-re Setep-en-re

2011-12-27T07:36:00.000-08:00

bring in the white hose
a carving of coal is made
to sit on the edge of a cliff
looking serene
all corvus

to mime the Shelley Winter
Pabst Blau Stoa
moa moa
brink kin the white O's
a carving to arrive
from Belzoni today
mocking the mock-ups
but in the amazing present

mass corvus
inhabit synthetic grove
and form the head
of a mad black god

our own bodies
mimick us only so far
among the colossal reek
unity a supreme egg

obsidian veined
in turquoise

The Apples of the Hesperides...

2011-12-23T14:24:00.000-08:00

H.D.'s scrapbook here, with a 'snapshot' of some further contextualisation from SIGNETS Reading H.D. edited by Susan Stanford Friedman, and Rachel Blau DuPlessis...

and something from a collection of Osip Mandelstam's prose works called _The Noise of Time_

and some egyptian stamps...

Kursi, Spit...

2011-12-22T11:03:00.000-08:00

"They left the corpses behind for the raven, never was there greater slaughter in this island."
from The Anglo-Saxon Chronicle

It was long after Chmelnizkij wrote The Babblers
that a lone Kursi stood being photographed
on a windy Winter's day, and just a short time
before the moment when Antonin Artaud
would say (upon meeting Adolf Hitler in a bar in Berlin):

Les Parisiens ont besoin de gaz.

"Later, I'll write a curse on France in 1939,
and beckon this man to invade.." thought
Artaud.

thought ~ our toe:

Two madmen go into a bar,
one is Napoleon, the other, the Tsar,

Napoleon:
Did you know Don Rickles (The Lithuanian)
served during World War II
on the USS Cyrene as a first class seaman?

the Tsar:
Do you think he knew Aristippus?
The fool forgets the semen in ice...

Kursi
Spit

Napoleon:
How about that battle at Vilnius?

the Tsar:
How about that? [He smiles..]

Napoleon:
Did you know Jean-Paul Marat
published an essay on curing
a friend of the gleets?

the Tsar: The Prussian?

Kursi
Spit

Napoleon:
It was on an icy morning, 18 Frimaire XXI,
outside Vilnius's deep vaulted gate that Victor Dupuy~

the Tsar:
The P? Dupe oui?

Kursi
Spit

Naked men
standing in the snow.
They had all once been semen,
and now, they were~

cold.

our toe ~ thought...

MY HEART IS PURE (but my soul is corrupt)...

2011-12-22T06:17:00.000-08:00

goggle brax

2011-12-21T20:08:00.000-08:00

the leper wearing animal skins
enters luxurious Bellagio
"my coral is spitting out thin spaghetti looking stuff"
he says
noise no-fi weirdo abstract
the witches hearth

a slug eating vomit
sunmaid mummonmuusi

rum pot
lulu lautrec

George Condo @ The New Museum.

2011-12-21T15:43:00.001-08:00

I Shouted Back!

2011-12-21T15:23:00.000-08:00

with my middle finger up your ass
i punch you repeatedly
in the face
until you laugh
which turns you into
a glass amoeba
telepathic
with penguin cuffs

diamond halo
diamond halo slime

as the frog becomes
a prince
his frogram of prog rock
become transparent

zombie hillbilly machines of hell
that's the way your fearless leader addresses you
like shift for brains
only smoother
creamier
more catatonic

a civilISATION
like a billboard..
Is that a good thing?
Moebius asked me onetime;
Is man good?

Is Ponyo?
Is Ponyo any fucking good?

If you see a small blue child doing karate
on the beach alone, I can guarantee
he will not be the fearless leader
now refracted through your most ardent
shooweee
not be
the letter G
but the Letter K
the dazzling burden
this winmer day

mooing weary
over the birds of men

THIS IS THE AUTHORITY OF KRAJOVA!

Vlyrical Erronism

2011-12-21T05:55:00.000-08:00

caloric fondemon
flue fry hriggli to voitim
and voitin

emonzoni
emonzonae

jagged tree beast grows
in thin meniscuss
cuticle veridia

Irronion
for base in charged
parstickle

pickle
vehicle
trickle

nomme de lume
mons said mule

verity, alas
is among the reeds
like young pan

and pan is not dead
and verity
is the poly-dimensional
directionality

sphviri
sveriful

luciverse
(իմանամ)

Matinique / Metternich

2011-12-20T16:04:00.000-08:00

Poetry and Philosophy are often at odds, or if that leavening seems uneven, or too leveling, they often seem like dissimilar clans of cousins both encamped on a single windy river which can make it seem like the river is some sort of boundary over which they are warring, but which over time takes on a maternal role, an optical role, their roles seem more like ritual masks in the overarching and alchemical theater of Art, or as Peter Sloterdijk might have it, Spherology. I guess my one faint criticism of his recent Bubbles: Spheres 1 is that he has hidden an extremely well understood take on a theory of the grotesque under a structural conceit, namely, the sphere, but in doing so, Sloterdijk has actually transformed or brought new articulation into the discussion, and it is the spherological domain of that discussion as structurality that beckons me today, its quotidian mystery play.

A perhaps not so ordinary day recently, when my usual programme of day-sleeping in preparation for my 11 to 7 nightshift was disrupted by a week of training gave me the opportunity to sit down to a regular happy hour with my gallerist, and to receive a nice Christmas gift, two hand-me down sports coats which were themselves hand-me downs as gifts to my gallerist. To make a long story short, one of the coats was a thin un-lined cotton jacket of a green and blue plaid whose sewn tag said only Matinique. The jackets were formerly owned by one of the vice-presidents of the Dallas Market Center or somesuch. The odd thing was, later that weekend I was watching a film, namely Bernard Rose's Immortal Beloved, and there was a scene in which dear Louis V gets told by someone whose name I took to be Matinique, that he had been overheard saying that he ate shit or something.. It was charming in that early 19th century Angelic / Satanic rebel romantic kind of way, buh-yadda, but the man's name wasn't Matinique, It was Metternich:

But Beethoven wrote the Ninth in Vienna, the same city in which Austria’s foreign minister, Prince Klemens von Metternich, was perfecting the first modern police state at the very same time. The Enlightenment, French Revolution, and Napoleonic wars had all come and gone; the old dynastic rulers – Romanovs, Hapsburgs, Bourbons, and others – had either held onto their shaky thrones or had been reseated on thrones they had lost, and they were determined to shore up and enforce, at any cost, the time-worn concept of Divine Right.
Beethoven’s negative views on absolute rulers were well known. He had even written to his patron and pupil Archduke Rudolph, brother of the Austrian emperor, that “benefactors of humanity have not been found… in the present world of monarchs.

So in this I see a hint of, or reflection of that linguistic idea, the false cousin. False cousins or false friends (faux amis in French) are words that look very similar in two languages, but mean different things. But as a trope, the idea seems to be very friendly to my own Irronism. Irronism as a trope deals in something like the Deleuzian rhizome, but even this is not entirely correct, for it is in fact the not-perfectly resonant, not entirely ironic used as the utopian rhyme and ultimate irony, ie the structural gap as exemplar in a theory of the grotesque. Or put even more country simple, there is nothing on Earth which isn't in some way related to every other thing. If the entire universe is an accident, then nothing that happens is actually an accident, it is 'something else', an irronism, a whatness, a structurality beyond determination. Determination itself, ultimately, beyond determination in the sense of the structurality of the infinite series. I guess then, that's the kind of Romantic ferment I have been considering, and Sloterdijk's contribution has been moving along beside other things I have been looking at, for instance Nihilism. I have also been looking at Malcolm Bull's Anti-Nietzsche which has a wonderful explication and even maps of another version of the debate, the differance the history rather, of the aesthetic / philistine manifold which led me to Dmitry Pisarev, and also to Sven-Olov Wallenstein 's Nihilism, Art, Technology :

—this book analyzes three philosophical responses to the question of nihilism—those of Walter Benjamin, Ernst Jünger, and Martin Heidegger—all of which are characterized by an avant-garde sensibility that looks to art as a way to counter the crisis of modernity.These responses are then brought to bear on the work of the architect Mies van der Rohe, whose “silence”—understood as a withdrawal of language, sense, and aesthetic perception—is analyzed as a key problem in the interpretation of the legacy of modernism. From this, a different understanding of nihilism, art, and technology emerges. These concepts form a field of constant modulation, which implies that the foundations of critical theory must be subjected to a historical analysis that acknowledges them as ongoing processes of construction, and that also accounts for the capacity of technologies and artistic practices to intervene in the formation of philosophical concepts. 

So anyway, to bring this back to Sloterdijk and Irronism and Poetry / Art, and Microspherology, I am considering this mental object I calling Synchrospherics which naturally encapsulates Synchronicity, but moves beyond it into false time, or rather structurality, or narrative anti-narrative (irronism) as once again, an exemplary trope of the Grotesque. And the odd thing is, look at the carrier wave's symbolic or deconstruction path.

Matinique / Metternich

The jacket is plaid, which is basically like a field of palimpsestic grids, or an interference pattern, which is closely akin to the way holography works as a well as indexicality itself, representational reality is a function of geometry as addressing, ie mapping. So then sound and visual rhyme works then as a sort of wormhole, or synchraesthesia.. So now the Irronic Synchrosphaeric Pièce de résistance, which comes out of the wikipedia article on Klemens von Metternich itself:

As a result he struggled to negotiate a satisfactory settlement with France over the future of several French forts on the River Inn, left unsettled by the Treaty of Pressburg.

AHAH! They aren't camps it seems, coorect! Institutions are forts. Forts on the River Inn.. And I am baying to an oven.. (Oviri!) (she holds a bloddy wolf-cub).. And the modulation goes on.. Today I am reading David Sweetman's bio of Paul Gauguin which has taken me to things like Bodelsen's work on Gauguin's ceramics, and this paper:

Second, I further explore the reception by his contemporaries as well as how Gauguin’s use of ceramic itself was considered “grotesque” in his artistic milieu. The paper assesses his accomplishment in representing a “new man,” brought to life by the artist’s use of the grotesque, the savage, and the primitive, themes which all served as subversive strategies of resistance against the dominant aesthetics and cultural norms of his day (Creed, 44-70; Gauguin, 1894, 51; Kristeva, 4). Finally the Oviri, 1894–95, is examined and established as the culmination of Gauguin’s interest in the grotesque in the 1890s. In this work, by the very equation of ceramic itself with a debased and abject subject, Gauguin found a new way to express the grotesque.

The grotesque as a subversive strategy is commonplace by now, but my strategy is something less well understood I think, and not necessarily subversive, but unisubversive. Look at the word Oviri. That word is an exemplar of structural anthropology. Oviri means Savage in Tahitian, but here is the grotesque mutant which Irronism spawns in the gap, O Viri! which displaces both traditional understandings of aestheticism, and philistinism, and replaces both of them with lyrical virality. But what is the structural meaning of lyrical in that sense? I would say it is something very close to Alois Riegl's Kunstwollen, which is 'difficult to translate, although "will to art" is one possibility' / another might be art's will, or rather structurality's Eigensinn, a word which I got from Hans Magnus Enzensberger:

"Eigensinn is a word that doesn't translate very well into English," Enzensberger explains while finishing off a third cup of coffee in his flat overlooking Munich's English Gardens. "It's not selfishness. It's not obstinacy. It's not intransigence. You might say it's a sense of having your own value system.

Irronism then, might best be understood, as an attempt to display the difficulty of interpreting, or rather the narrative possibilities of interpeting the hermetic 'value system' of brute (savage) materiality itself.. Eigensinn - literally; my own sense. Matter's own pigheaded will.

Aline Letterosamyre.

2011-12-20T06:36:00.000-08:00

Oviri,
When has the great Mapah looked more beautiful than today? Its body the distant furniture of the future, the fun ritual whose fern-like ruin is titular, rough, frumious, a fine furred onion fit to govern any nit's sense of wit or fate or turning urns whose faces are the burning glory of Mapah! Oviri, we have come to rest in a glade whose lanterns are burning swords of transparent smoke mirrors, whose virtue is conjoined to an endless shedding. Shedu. Shedu. Being whose forehead is branded with an Ess and Heowovu. Mapah's face is a labyrinth of furniture, luminous hovering chairs, onion helmet pillows, beds like soft hollow tentacles we crawl through toward the smell of bathing, the sound of chattering instruments. Oviri, our soft love is the untranslatable myth of living friction, Mapah Shedu Onion Juice Oiviroi like a vast sky amoeba of mercury whose jewelled vacuole is lined in cascading limb musics. Let me lay down in the aqueous film of your central cyclopian corneal orb, and pull your lash flanged lid over my sorry face, a jumble of wires filled with tumbling sequences.. O Oviri, I am conjoined to a cloud of onion jewel furnitures pulsing like a heart whose blood is mirrored snake ferns...

Eigensinn

2011-12-19T08:57:00.000-08:00

feeding the tender garden
good for gain unknown
a silence forms the door
of an extending turbulence

sitting quietly in the scree
of a long wild vertical vulcanism
the modern concrete longhouse on stilts
reveals its lighthouse flashlight
to horizon's distance

the path is arduous
a bit silly
you come off looking mad
but then there's this amphitheater
enormous secret bowl
the monumental and central rustic fountain
half natural half bricolage
the strange plants and monkeys and lizards

the mirrored black gardener
carrying that exquisite luminous pink rod
the vibratory sounds which hound through
the ring of stone ovals at the periphery

the unique socket
where light and water
rear rare ova

Odysseus possessed
tears off the ropes
and dives overboard
to join the long pale
sirens singing

2011-12-18T11:06:00.000-08:00

tripel / hornscoped

2011-12-17T18:29:00.000-08:00

defiance
the way will answer all running
deaf finance
of the second people
history to a bedridden werewolf
flower
to a soft simple frankenstein
high upon the precipice
romance to answer all running
in preparation for the highest being

old silent seed
in ancient weed you grew
now shower o'er all
bequent in ment to frall

thoun beyou va vie
hyena snakes to mount
the golden chalice
of its winds

storm lanterns commonest

Beware the Brightness of the Moon..

2011-12-17T07:25:00.000-08:00

more women, more witchcraft
attempting to construct something
from poor materials
it is a small still-life,
pink shrimps on a piece of pink paper
wild creatures
both of us confetti lamps
inverted tigers seen through optical
pleasure attempting to construct
something from the poor
half-suffocated stenches
circus demands a caress there's
nothing to do but to pick up
nuggets

he saw a tool
which floated on the face
of the water
more women, more witchcraft

Van Wyck Brooks
Leon Bazalgette
exporting pictures
to the Guano Islands
pink shrimps

Dis, qu'as-tu fait, toi que voilà
De ta jeunesse?
the same as if he
borroweth from the Omnipotent
attempting to construct
something woman with fox

piano cianotipico

2011-12-16T21:34:00.000-08:00

an unhealthy mouse
has found its way inside the chef

and a single tiny horse's leg
squirms amid the desolation
of the vast iron blazon

svariti hellenismi
svariti sorat

oars rosa soars
toward the sic sick moose
cylinder moose
derotation
train oil forbidding isolation tank landscaping
over three lions’ heads erased gules

tinnietur for loco motive
and major axis recline

what zesty rafforzasti impel
framförande forevah mate
adripueramus parasoul
huruf retallaran aloitella

ich interstinguo...

[Chryses]: Σμινθεῦ! a fess dancetty between
10 perpetiendatum, finge' cum älykkö..

[Von Ouvo]: We dwell hence in Miletus in the
mouse of the nomsphingochefi..

2011-12-16T16:05:00.001-08:00

50 Drawings to assassinate magic

2011-12-16T09:30:00.000-08:00

An idealized slice of Swissified cheese is
sat upright on the narrow linearism of the
thing's most convergent vertex, as per its own
would-be extrusive triangularity which is also
used, as the chassis or trunk of a seminal
anthropomorphism, Sponge-Bob Square Pants.

The face, big-eye-lidded and primal, has only
a smallish, upward turning arc, or creshentickly
jargonized mark to determine its mouth, and some
vague paddles or syringes, or blinders for limbs.

The little stick legs have radicalizing spikes that
extend from the patellan place, or spaceholders,
and where the trunk abrubtly terminates, there
is an unlikely satellite dish jutting down from
an ambiguously articulated stob.

This is no ordinary Sponge Bob.

And like two dangling earrings hanging down
from either side of the head, there are two
old-fashion telephone hand-pieces which
would actually drag the ground (if there were any).

Here is what he says:

Deter Elunellis a taint of
temperate maintenbuch any
gneule of feund ça fute d'
lommelm~auryas tu start to
meme-branez desporsa vibut
lite' de la mahogonee fecal, a
qui un yeni-eux maliniburent.
Vaso va Laurovain ou dithibug
ça verti fete fustable' a di ulennea
ment fre. Quantable', Je dis ounabe'
auson un jouaulirner le mairson enne
outre' bustible' et funable' aux gout.
Sonsunfurtive' a blas at d'un
shalvids. Volu!

~cli-eu

plomb.

2011-12-13T19:58:00.000-08:00

through pen;
will.

through skull;
ivory.

a whale swims in the deep green sea.

through magma;
magnet.

through faith;
irrvolution.

From Oregon to Texas

2011-12-13T04:26:00.000-08:00

beyond the ersatz sea of representation
sometime comic, sometime Nicolas Crabbe,
she has a back-ache
brought on by chronic skeleton..

DRUG FACTS:

penniless they roam in the wild arroyo
and wordless their eyes penetrate
the darkness
though no sparks show

snakes hover between
the tender planes of mist
their pixellated surfaces
signalling kaleidoscopic improvements

like buddha she sits
repairing posture

Pain
wears
its stranger companion;
Hyloeconomy

chi_ra^leos chorêgetês

2011-12-12T11:24:00.000-08:00

to pretend what's fair
the match
the Munich eaglet ogle
stick heavy with carving
for banderole
its character could not
refine the oiled
theoiliad, the illiad

ges gesi ges
gesu gesi gest
gesges to measure
a kind of stone
its code the god
of flatulence

katapetasmatopia

suddenly
its skin cannot hide
the windstorm in the bundle
'the peasant' as a name
for its writing pad

the unguent to protect
the runner
as reeds go flashing by
the colour of a goose' s
Umbrian tine

Calchas Battista in Pergola
MYRRH Oaxos misquoting
a)ghsi/laos

geuthmos serpyllum tmêgas ga_tomos (gelastic syncope)

Solvitur Ambulando

2011-12-12T05:40:00.001-08:00

prose presses upon the face
of Queen Prosopon rendering her
masque instead of

instead of
actually compleat
play

private plays
the privation of attend
to indeed

witheld
its mask of roses
enthrones
the thorn

faciality
toward mass psychology
mass sirings

black crab
at the center
of a nomadic sun

soon to burn
all images rescind

we, dear

2011-12-12T05:39:00.000-08:00

therein lies
the subfusc flamen
cross anon

toward a travel
its bearing mow
roller hedge
and hedger groan

exhortatorum
рутина (pythna)
the little road
ouïrent

3 open shells (odd contents)

2011-12-12T05:38:00.000-08:00

nothing too large
but shale

small umbrellas appear
and disappear
technology or people

before the veil
such crustaceans
sound forever black

antarctica

//

whisper through the final
year, or art of longing

when then
if
or how

the cool mist
should assert its heart
as headlight

the lesser vehicle
becomes greater

suffering in loam
but loam
an ectstasy

reading off
before the dawn

//

while trembling halts
pursue
any ordnance
toward some stable
upheavaling

the moving target
the mandala of roses
the sphere of white grass
the constellation of formless
mahvu

thing green window
assay
as the wild blizzard of armor
bliss coterie

some backwards
some loose
sum reverie

First found this guy some 20 years ago in the back of a magazine called Thanateros from New Orleans.

2011-12-11T19:59:00.000-08:00

Nero Redivivus

Pity's Pig a Green Bottle Bedroom.

2011-12-10T07:01:00.000-08:00

foo swell:
how tender tears
to leap the flame
must bargain not
with flasp or homen:
barge in!

boat foo
jades a shoe like ship,
and smooth fleshe
could sinew a wave' ethos
to eros

what an unspeakable and crashing silence
is the word, a boat?

a flesh boat knew
how brain shoes ornament their fading line
on the waters.

fooshu gong din:
when thinking breeds its remote control
to tell a vision or alter the poles:
then would fortresses of solitude
contend
as crystallography's wild
erratic brother
ungovernance governed!

wild chaos beyonds the all
and sleep's mole pity pumpkin could provide
the purest green pig, a green milk skull
for bedroom-carriage

as if the Khan
or the robunds of failed dreams
were being ferried
by the heads of old men
whose bodies were no more

to clusters of stones
in the sky
called heaven:

words reek sweetly
in their wrinkled green skins
of molten jade

but who would king
the onion fingers
this purple velvet tool

a bee stool converges
on the amber dolmen's
refuge

old men's heads cluster together
molecule-wise
to make the gondola
of a heavenly fool

and a heavy stone hand
evades the rule
of drooling starfish
lost in crystal omens

a fool reaches out of the fire
to grab the singing onion!

cabeza del viejo (Ant Anthropologetics)

2011-12-09T06:01:00.000-08:00

playful glutton
the old man's head
was easily trained
to eat the local vermin

eat and eat dear old gulo-gulo
the organ in context
defies both mystery and
mastery

Humboldt's Kosmos Colaptes
is ashamed to argue
against such ideas

It is boring to bother
with classical sage
(Cinclus aquaticus)
for his sign says 'closed'
but it oozes something?

Defensin-like proteins?
An old man's head is odd
when it uses its bill
for electrolocation, or
is it elocution?

A branching stromatolite
houses many Lancelots
in Florida.

Each lives in its own
rosy fossa mulling over
the recession.

One of these these tiny
rose-knight fossies was called
Moleschott, an old man's head,
and it wrote the work called
Lehre der Nahrungsmittel
(Doctrine of Food) which says
quite clearly that skizzenbuchen
harbor a general chaotic ferment
of colorlessness and shapelessness.

Do you think a glutton's larva
takes on the hubris of its educators?

For all I know, there is a sticky ring
of tobacco soot around a cherry tree,
and here comes a human face made of aphids
or freek robunds, and carried
by Myrmecocystus.

That image is like a bubble
which just stops short of the surface
of the water, then reverses
and travels right back
to the roots.

That image is like a pedagogue
boasting of its own vainglorious humanity
to an embryo filled with honey-like juice.

That embryo is also gulo gulo.
It is none other than the hussy-glutton
Karl Vogt!

Solipsism's Barbarian Splendor,
or SBS is also a DLP, a
defensin-like protein.

It is made in the Grande Cru-ral Gland.
"Where that custom established itself..."
In a sweet gin heiress' vir-mouth,
Plato's Pussy, one of the last five
monothemes.

The Absynth Inker (Rudolf Schenker)

2011-12-08T14:52:00.000-08:00

Napolsephineon (Hybrid Conquerors Series)

2011-12-08T14:15:00.000-08:00

Currying Favor

2011-12-07T13:00:00.000-08:00

Booboo Fifi

2011-12-07T12:42:00.000-08:00

booboo fifi
yonder lies the motorola bolus
quotation fangs an onus

clear water statues stand
at the behest
of electromagnetism

ham
tastes good
on a rainy sunday porch
served warm with beans
and wearing an armor of cheese

we groan
as they clone us
the time of small beer
is upon us

star trek
forever
herb clock

in t-shirt tourism

Pink Fondue For Bubbling Cupid Head

2011-12-07T12:35:00.000-08:00

good friend lake
with clean water top hat
would cats tinkle triangles
bermuda starfish dangles

good friend lake
if custom bikini wind monocle
cloy

let the boy come ashore
i had a dream
its pockets
were pulsating

and every last kiss in town
would shed a tear to bottle

vast wicked sky manta
the coachman of leaches whipped onward
my own good toddlers would I put on board
with paper capes
and tiny roseate
bachelor degrees

stars on your knees
and fleas cheesing like Shelleys
in an hourglass awheeze

spectral mustache flowers

MOONSTONE YOUR JAMES BOND VIRTEENI

2011-12-07T06:06:00.000-08:00

photoöntoglomesphere
the sphmere of hi
the arabesque of sparks
to make a lithe strider
fire hydrant, vegetable

katḥa
fasra
samma
ḍukūn

piano history graphein the weather
skull bulkhead to cloud the sausage fiddle saint
approaching streetlight mind portal

graphein?
grin phanero

green faun arrow
where cupid
the hybrid
of apollo and silenus

a plenous

aplenum

money lepus

sign perverse
and pervirose

their bodies had become all green roses
under the light of the hovering glass pyramids
those skeptic vases whose volume sang of water

frozen blood trident
lemur taffy yodel box
chains from the carbonarri

ne conosco qui più
d'uno che ha
in bocca la tromba epica

e mostrarlo senza energia
Questo linguaggio
non è nello stile
dei palazzi

my face is a mask of dice
a genital of dice
a factory of green lice armchair emblems
pressed subtly flatter

all onvy innamorphosed
the natural bonsai is stunting craft

super acidic soil

belief in word over physical principle

the vast army
of comfort
and dissimulation

ermine amoeba cellphone vagina

what is cooing in the lavender doughnut bridges
of the Noughtsy Golden Dawn!

Big Breasted Centaurs
wearing crushed tinfoil swan crowns

Schitzophrenia is the universe's panty liner
as in

HE WHO PANTS WITH WOLVES

said Lysias to Sissy Ass,

Jussives connive cohort, but Jouissance
steers all possible omens

a solid gold gorilla doing violence
to the child
(as a doorknob)

the child an inductive canopy.

2011-12-06T11:50:00.001-08:00

2011-12-06T11:28:00.001-08:00

Discourse' surly bonheur

2011-12-06T06:29:00.000-08:00

flooding impenetrable galleys
with the lucky clover now formed translucent
in bugbear symmetry and ornamentalized
by strangely hurled lenses of foaming snake prisons

glassine joy takes origami
to gamete math citadels
in the city of hurrah

changelings awaken
to the caress of milk-warmed eyelids
to display flowers mostly in close heads

finish
finish
incarnatum
faith the river of waiting
all definitions of sounding
the arc
a trifurcating box
whose label
yokes a wanton dissemination
among the pyrmaw
of these full and roseate
abfultumescenes

the givers of sun attar gignitives
the rowers of some Boerhaaveristic syndrome
in the common presence of Zoospinozan calumnies
all walled ex[pr](c)ess

La Mettrie at his plate of
pâte de faisan aux truffes

pagus von truffa
thryffle van anopsia,
pacchiarotto, and how he
worked in distemper

from "laden in a canalettoad"

The Extreme points of the Tetraskelion of the Actual Class System

2011-12-02T05:41:00.000-08:00

hideous idiots
beautiful geniuses
hideous geniuses
beautiful idiots

Everything is Morlok and Eloi
or Morloi and Elok

Loki Morelo?

Loco brain phallus fungus
for violin vagina genie g-norm,
Braque was Cubist, Picasso, death.