pitiful abstract arrest

Irraabbaaroon ponkulele kliss 

guess my hoardle will not substract

It's a perfect dance, when all the players are invited

Now remember, you must not leave the surface of the pond, or ocean.

Only within these huge bobboing corks of hollowed out pub school ponies

will your pontoon verses shoe the goose

let your paddle head rest

deep blankness cajoles fried music for frizz pets

Camper van Devo.

There is no way to make it laugh,

but you see the gravity string running both ways through the fog.

There must be some answer to that,

but its seems like putrid pate' under rancid butter

hangs behind its ears.

I see the emblem now headquarter.

It (or I) is a klompflex of puzzle shutters.

open and shift

close and flip

remove and read the table to a book

for a whole

peep song like

ken

Are you comfortable

with matter as a degenerate form of energy?

That's a kind of quantum explanation of human moral fixation,

as if ideas were more entangled with reality, rather than

giving reality much credence.

I am disturbed by abstraction

with reference to my morning meal

(plot).

I'd like to know and take the plot

to a higher plateau,

a mathematical plain,

where the drone of bliss

displays its dreams only in the dips

as if in bliss

dreams would only illustrate

the barest marquetry 

or maybe the subtle body

horns the fermionic body like a shadow

what words say

they say cornuto

as if in the face of words is a changeling

bent over under

a kind of stellar prism

which hides

an abstracting genital

of obedience

there is no more space for rays

and only races

garner

the colour of respect

trapped in this Atlantean language emblem

the eyes in my jaws

break and clip

my sad and broken expectations

here

lisa robertson

is not much different than new mexico

for when you see the quipu

would strangle-cinema

the crisp fine waiter

whose bird finally masters itself

tralala to fill the table

blue linen napkins

and the balcony over the aquarium

Nike

Nike

Composition

sometimes treasures

sometimes pulls

Composition

slows down for the eddies

and picks up in the pickles

and the whole sour way it touches itself

astonishing

that picture

which terms to the other picture

in dance

but nodes belong

there is a fiercely alterable

kind of praise in matter

and matter being so exquisite

renders itself

to praise

and against it

its stores praise

like a luminous tongue 

its stores praise

like a joke

for later telling

Wolkenstein,

or gimme gimme gimme

(harmonia mundi)

I'm afraid he left his wicker pipe here

Colonel,

so now you must explain

why bonnets aren't like underwear

when flowers sing unimpeded

to an old baal

It's a ghastly fugue this flowing oboe

creme de metanymph memph menthet fenthet.

instruct innsbruck to abstrook the fenhook.

Piranesi's garage. It is wasn't flooded I'd live here myself.

In each room

I confound the transcendent torso.

and make way

for the large Hadron collider.

and with my buckets of earnest thread

I cantilever the nests

for their sane

and low key metallurgy

I ache for the scrim

which has none of its own

I ruminate and parse

while equally running away

from this thing

I wish not to be involved with

I trust enough to whistle

to address the stage

before I harangue the audience

Egg whites are transparent

until you beat them

tongue: pressure cooked

in may days in trains

and just before reaching the pinnacle

a silly debate

my daft pellicle to personality

there's a kind of teakettle

you could hang from your chin

to keep your jaundice and springy neck bone

from arching out of range

in my seepy deep clouds

of cemedians

no clause for where it fwacks good

and where it fwax meet

in its stingle pede

there the monument blossoms

how holy the murk astringent

when the tiniest engine comes to play

its luminous flute enacts by air

a dragonfly coral

dipped in firefly ink

glass masks

like boats

hover above the ocean

and press their vissage down

until you can see their faces in the foam

magnet

and carcass

coulombed

to a body comb