Thursday, February 25, 2010
pOP AND Brewgel
their two cubical heads were pressed together
in a sound like a parrot, honest, sturdy
construction uniq
quibble
its threat of violence
by the arrangement
of kidnappers
or ocean-going
bricklayers
their faces yielded
unto brick and stone
rare wind
the lakeside retreat's
only provider of power
dark don
could not appeal
its roadside cartoon
old woman:
shut up.
doorbell.
electronic obstruction.
police interviewing
the disciples
at this point.
her ass came up
in a pendulum
wasp meat
silk
socks
to strangle
its widget-fetished
passing between
twin solid gold parrots
our caravan
of brawling kickshaws
the final ivory pieces
cannot pass into the plumber's
big crack
with the coin collection
or chanteuse
wanna sun; ie
paraplegic
a little kid
made of stamps
a hook
in its chin
may flowers
like hash
not the voice
of the tenderest murderer
we were eaten
by insane camels
73
sex paranoid
and in leopard panties
with the oxford
corvine expert's
laundry detailer
wearing monkey t-shirt
dark island
where cannibals
once washed dishes
with loofa gloves
connected
to television
i stand there
contrapasto
big gourd
for tennis
the ivory racket
made
porters in skirts
dark
gypsum
gyms
snap them off
like butterflies
memories of candy,
molecules, trees
where things are stored
forever in candy, hollow
candy birds that kill
and eat like sinbad,
molecules
snap them off
like butterflies,
candy trees,
things like kids
where once goats
had lived inside
gloves
broken kids
don't know nothing
live around here
in a trailer
bugs
back up
from match
a glove
will
often fit
the maker
its
economy old
Vincent's price
thing drowned
can't recognize
the deal
from its starry
paper shroud
windows
like telephones
too much snot
can't breathe
forward its
happy mote
gives out into
banknotes of candy
rainbows
living in vaults
like whores
who make cheese
parrots
storage facilities
the tranference procedure
was nearly painless
its head came off
in your hands
i break off your hands
for museum banknotes
your fingernails
are mid-morning antlers,
suffocated in old
sci-fi
vehicles like a jelly
all launched
to pass between the scylla
and charybdis
of flower parrots
this tulip, tupil
this beak, keep
mice
that come
with your
new printer
in leopard panties
something fatter
could go in there
her assed stuffed with
believers
crunch believers
with that toucan
french bird smell
lucky
strikes
cheese church
radio
call
V-day
mortuary
gossip
all these cups
have held old guts
for years
like Handel
mixed
with Grendel
long liver
a stretched liver
a liver of Dear Abbey
Fountainbleu
where Pierre Abélard
shagged a thin
delphic mogpag
muck
muscle
then drive
Vincent Johnson
in Wichita Falls
my airplane
will collect them
hennypennys
should drive away
the turds
from the studio
there's no way
to shame a stone
but a sham stone
came bring out
all kinds of knights
with shaggy parrot-livers
shiny
ear
snot
it's blood comes out
as people with tears
the whole thing was once
a dark wizard-messiah
i sharpen them
in advanced meat binders
with
bamboo
will hide sinbad
tiger
will be horse
for pete pan
ass stuffed
with parrots who
collect good silver
protected by the
silver
kid police
tiny little mary
she's eating a non-sense
syllable
fata rone
fat ron
lit run
fatwa
Mick Jagger statue
she lost in Tennysville
no more advenue
for Alba albion
waging total
carbuncle
on el Dante, whose
alsoon a-napes claver
anon and answer the ante
with average barnacles
how hoot
goes
so doth
eye to
lightly ruin
the soup with a quach
of gufach
then run tendering tears over
its young girlish smile
black ovaries
are buildings
uniquely pumpkinized
high
narrative
lake
house
retreat
i close the shutters
launch the teetering houseboat
of laundry
down between its parrot cheeks
a glassine bikini of stamps
tardigrades
their their little feeler
pouches get them elected
quickly
gondwana
leopard
latte'
some magazine
the mice got after
forts
we build them
under scary isle
the iron dentistry
of its frogs
just like that
no more giant iron frogs
surrounding the city
our women
stored in hollow candy trees
like parrots
clutching
baby cheese
mice
and molecules
its sandwich
can go no
minstrel
where music
could shake any
supple sucker's
pi of figs
let's gander
poke around in old
parrots with bricks
shook that baby hard
but only some mice
and lettuce came out
inside a judge's wig
was sleeping with a nun
ass stuffed with
the bimana of high host's
acroasis of boat riggings
i am cave cheese parrots
cried
die inside windows
where lettuce cried
to hawaii
a cop
bent
like a pyschic spoon
old lanny
mini-recorder
moon pants
from cous-cous
resell
adjacent
to that
i keep working
dali up
a head of steam
it does not respect you
longing after
squab
and mutton
chops
dreaming
of parrots
on motorcycles
sanded his old butterfly down
back to the post
strapped in its cup
with a mean cigar-demon
filtered through tedious
liquid mirrors
calling
safe
safe
rubbing the monstrel
all over with mint and spice
liittle bugbeer
raven candles that garage sale
isn't jazz
stale
goes the widow
between tenements
but cheese hangs
forever
in seville
dark unknown
network
of dog's roads
fill
the ancient walls
i massage
your extra-long arms
John Carter
Warlord of Mice
mice
eternal
kaleidoscopes
give alms
in brick saucers
its best winter
still approached
and clambering the maidens
took their orderly auscultations
down among the mice and frogs
who were lanterns
for everyone
socially
appropriate
two owls
on either stave
of an enormous
U
villainy
of wills
to apposite
must mob
grabbing its teetering
old cock
pie flying into cellar
where girl
and priest
are squalor
like glass
or a punk
with a bottle
it's aunt hit
callback commune
she's wiser than
persia
she will drag the
free G
over near the fort
he's a graphical guy
pig castle
they eat off the forest floor
hogmanay
incivil
neat
panguingue
of Pineau
the recorder
Stalinism
toilet
the Winter-ground
of Y
"ecads" saying
"agads"
all oinkos
An organism modified by its environment.
and the chiasmcDonald
An environment modified by its organism.
An environ/mentor/ganism modified by its.
strapped to a pinecone
grey
mice cheese
parrot
in leopard panties
Another free-living fuckoid,
Mars as colonized
by Willard.
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