JOHNS SINGER SARGENT IN VENICE

sometimes the succubus is a potter,
sometimes the vessel
is a wind.

I am graytef

ULE and for all of you

grolvitunt

seek pi in hill sack

seek 7 in draws

loaf and belt it down

the great bridge

of trembling orchards

We row

sing

and carri apple

wrapped

in irons

yellow dorsal flint knife's

It could be the home of Sadakichi's scent.
It could be Atlantis
to hog eskimo genies.

@Post-Art Poets:
The Underground isn't just more pretty subway tiles.
It's a huge and mammoth sun
of subway tiles
behaving
NYARLATHOTEP.

Sulphur is to Alchemy, as Gilligan's Island
is to Japan.
Milk poured over hand-dyed Echidna
to make an ornamental soup.

Even a psyclops

can be a vessel

of many colors.

Sleeping George not satan, but

bad programming

lurks

under coding

mistakes.

(movie news)

In the Desert of the Real,
the poem must always lyre
as an hon-murked gravure.

Damocles comes distant
to soi disant
NURSE DIGGER.

Honey paddle greek.

Etruscan liquefy pony.

Seek service in serious

pan head.

Seek gloss

where glaze

would crake.

"kikopheen"

I dream of the Mexican Painters.

Of the heavy Italian way.

Of the light airy Singers

of songs.

The Death of the Abstract

is abstract.

Tulips are kissed by red eggs.

the tiny corpses

each

are letters.

Here is the basic culprit.

John the Baptist.

Electric Urchin Beast.

Who put the 

Ovaltine

in Mrs. Murphy's

Benzedrine?

Perhaps the pineapple owl?

The PLU-washing dandy?

In words as in prison, much effort can be made to alter

the medial domain,

tho the whole picture

is grasped

in white.

How clean the candor of surfaces,

the solemn role

of interaction.

It takes a long time

to discover the principle at the heart of 

combination.

This sick heart

that mimics infinity.

This beautiful jug

which turns from vipid hifsterism

to mandarin spigots

of gulls.

BILOXIVENICE

Police friends.

are. nice.

Sufism as deformed by Pomid Agromethaly.

Existentialism

could have been called

to order

an odd dark rural olive.

Let no inhibition cloud your lack of judgement.

Administration as a sound

seems similar to tragedy

as a religion.

Is beauty a splendid idealism,

or a drug combining memory

and loss?

Diana598@gurxsut.com

needs to know!

Flamenco is rare in Venice,

I-M very ill.

What you can't see is the enormous goat devil head of chewing gum

I'm perched on.

I think Querelle dislocated his Chinese acrobatical.

The cowry mandorla

must give its grief to glee.

If glee or sowak is not manifest.

SUBGUM ruta.

finding amber

in a woman's turban,

later the owl

pulling snakes

from your navel.

I start work everyday with the same goal.

Ephraim once owned a Winnebago.

Do you live around here?

Ever seen jade lifesaver nipples?

Crow feet on a flag?

THE BLACK PINEAPPLE?

Beauty is usually found

in some stranger's garage.

ORACLES ACCEPT THE POSSIBLE.