Saturday, October 10, 2015
thistle mother bong redefine no tangent pageant dye
the land A
cloaked craft to be plenty surfeits oft
And understood from to
the was at Content
was the Of
every wood green more moth than ice prism mask
creeping its tonal cliff vehicle
rule over all repeats
what the or: he cares
to things that kunst
devised by the of
and prevent is hated glamour
Thus to write-gall-ibis: the heart
lavender stone wart milk
The son who beheld him
mantis connecting buboes of silk sacrifice tongue
embrace of and from years
and joined grasp
the fragrant cocoon petals
blue black and white
where a language bird rust orchid knight
no mantel its gender cuffs the gumb ridge
early memory
striate these graphemic unto
parallel to vessel purity
of purring handle to warm the golden milk poison's mane
their collapsing tithe skull plaza
paper fang wasp prayer
preserved for staircase air fawn form
with globular door beast its corset penny bone
a groin drummer in muffled felt and gew gaw
their noses drying in the sun
where assault would rasp parry nut
and geb
generation ebb and bee thug
its bahou wade tongue toe fang mark
where the shagged bridge heart
caulk its mews
under wide black eaves dropping
dot the machine hund render taut
no basal skeleton haunt its tory oval
pearl of chastity which
clings to fragrant leaf
for stinking mouth
the soul blithe leather
and the ghoul a joy
addicted to art
a wild pedestal to fucking
gives birth to
and upon its own
hairlipped grandmother
that shipwreck
which whispers
new boots
to the kids of beards
and fairy crinkles
their yak throat furnace coke
the javanese cloth
no pimples now show
clear
it to venus flytrap
of precious indelible
omen
the cardinal
to leap down
150 body lengths
poise its poem
to gravity
and flex
the ape
my friend
the belt of flowers and a
dumb rest
of buckles come
woods or steepy
to wayward jest
thy love still sun Are like to of
in drawn curtains
green truth and emerald lie
glass is made like cheese
and in the pert erect nozzles of odalisque capitalism
the communist transparency like a divine
and oozing camembert de normandie
will flow like an illuminating gas
in the body of Étant donnés
itself a kosmonic jain echo
of the grotesque Denys
which when viewed inside its englobing
Aluminium oxynitride
takes on the message of 3D bioprinting
for what does Diogenes say
when his head is his lantern
and his his is a her
and her her is our ecosystem
and its ecosystem
is a semiosis
which can only be viewed
as a fetish
ie that the eye itself
is a spell of eros
and thus that the mind
may know no ground
but that of a grotesque
delirium
glass is made like cheese
its great stomach of sand
a molten poem of empty words
an exquisite corpse
or excellent corpuscle in which
all things follow
from the unique grace
of construction
and composition
the philosophical holography
will be geryonized
the sleeper will feast upon
the endless bread cacophony
of its own eyelids
virus
lyrical
vieridical
irronic
MAZURDA
He who had brought me up, sold me to one Rhode in Rome.
Many years after this I recognized her, and I began to love her as a sister.
Some time after, I saw her bathe in the river Tiber; and I gave her my hand,
and drew her out of the river. The sight of her beauty made me think with myself,
"I should be a happy man if I could but get a wife as handsome and good as she is."
thick black wings prevent me
in deep and trackless deserts where floods have washed the lands clean
so too am I deep and trackless
and barren
riches pass through me
and wash all things away
my sister diana baths in dogs
thick black wings prevent me
a snake has a ruby gem
if it vomits it out
life will leave it
he gave all these people a boon
so that buffaloes and money
as much as they needed
will be taken from them
in the deep and trackless hesert hersert
mazurd
choking on blue sand
sockets filled with blue sand
rectum hot with blue sand
penis vagina choked with blue sand
mouth absurdly gibbering chewing
with a froth of blue sand
and biting a hard gold tooth
fallen from a giant
hermes hermes
when I stab you over and over again
deep in the mountains
as diana bathes in your navel grove
when blue sand dogs pour from your wound
which I know as my sister
the woman who bought me
as a child slave in the city
in the deep and trackless dunes of managers
in the forests of fountains of urges
who has ever seen a deep cool forest of fountains
tiled with insect chips of azurite
who has ever seen trackless dunes of clones of hermes
all stabbed by my sister
who wishes to have sex with me
who was once her trackless
fecund
mazurd
In Rome I sold typewriters to shepherds
gorged on the constant entertainments which the priests abhorred
because all priests must abhor something
but I abhor nothing and everything
abhor is not my sister who bought me as a child
in the trackless desert of riches
which washed away the riches and left riches
for the infinite and idiotic poor which wash through the lands of riches
and become poorer though there is no lower form than
"when I stab you over and over again" I am Hermes sister
who you have sex with covered in blue sand
and piles of dogs which have expired
polyphilo mazurd
the seed of hermes
has set itself against zeus
piles of blue sand
the shepherds smoke in the hills
from pipes made of clay
and they lay with their sisters
who are typewriters
who have sold them into slavery
in Rome
in order to buy ribbons
for their trackless deserts
deep in the blue desert
where piles of diana clones have ceased functioning
after having escaped from their baths
where they were forced to bathe
in tiny clones of Rimbaud
deep in the blue desert
Ezra Pound dressed in a dirty turban
came to me in my tub and barrel
where I was dressed as Diogenes
and he as Alexander
and I said to him
you are a little yeast to the sun
and then he said he wanted to make love with me
and it was then that I arose from my tub
to strike him
with the sandy body of a blue and petrified dog
for he was not alexander
but something else
a pile of managers or shepherds
if he had been a fresh placenta
I diogenes would have eaten him
and sexed him well
for the issuance of the loins of diana my sister
who bought me as a child slave in the markets of rome
is well desired
in the forest of fountains where the holy book of
"when I stab you over and over again" lives
in sin with a pile of Rimbaud clones
which have ceased functioning
and become
mazurd
breedy
pelopenisian
a tired old woman is bitterly licking envelopes
each envelope is full of blue sand
each blue sand grain
is a dog
which is made of shepherds
named Hermas
the disincluded
and utopia
is the disincluded
and thought
is the disincluded
and the occluded
and deluded
body of zeus
which has been stabbed
or caressed
verb nound hound noun brev
breverage
it is the age of Hermas
the collector
whose thick gold teeth
are wings
voirelles
convoir
a warring of blanks then are rouged
before the eyes of water
before reverting
to the green and blue jades
drying among the whelks
and the latent nacres of your jeers
beneath the silk of auteurs
there is a cruel pantomime
a candor of vapors which passes
through darkened tents
which hug the edge of these cliffs
which look out over the gulf
where glaciers festooned with lost lances
pass beneath our lascivious azurite umbrels
to decline the sovereign glass yoking retorts
which collar the necks of the homunculi
as they are forced to fly
over the foam stoned busts
whose vortex faces are cleaved in twain
by the heavy omega axes' purple swaying
contours whose empty simple on the page
wills unrelated effigy or vermillion nipple ears
which caress the piles of fallen balloon doll vowels
each a heart which pumps its own shadow through
wads of ash which have become more elegant
when kneaded into knots of bread which
become their armor and when boiled
deflect a hierocacophany of violet rays
to confuse these urchins and orchids together
as urchids and orchins and then adhere
to their chins and elbows to become
the scribal tools for the underbellies
of arches gleaming toward tumescent noon
an archangel boiled in extravagant and temporary
versions of musical dinsturments (ogrulf)
who amid this perversity of signs
become bloated and ribald with rhythms
an equation which presumes a jester's bladder
when rubbed as a manuloquial trumpet
may feast a nimble filigree
with hollow corn apartments
themselves hutches
for corybantic nobilities
of chaos
AEIOUEAOUI
Rimbaud Contango
lo
vix rimbaud enters
contango
the skin contagion ruminates
bright confetti lisping
blood sweat and bone
the mind is an elaborate construction
made simple
by desire
how many binary donkeys
does it take to make a mule
ursus may toro luro lura nay
nay ursus
nay minotaur
rimbaud stakes wiles
for a hurricane print
automated labyrinth trading
issues borge' his
cadmium cool to the touch
lo
as the apple strikes the head
of the Prieuré de Sion
so too does Mallarme'
ender the reading marquetry
emerging
a sea of dice
generate
decisive
pondering
no pondering decide
as glass in glans must glow
to too will glue go
glue will go higher
as collage enters
the infinite index
lo
low is high
high then lure
a nose accelerates
to gilead
and the wrong analog prevails
we are all
conspiracy theorists
and the unitary cabal
matter
the great glory
housing its own
wan beautiful
and nimble
destruction
contango
can never
be corrected
nor easily
detected
going with wrong, wronging with thing
brined thing hands stacked two tone prettily
up through the curling clear
ringlet cable hose dear
woodpecker's shrine hat ploughing the partifoam
into stadium seating on either side
of the well won rut
carnivorous rugae of gravity ripple will plouche the strange
so let our twanging gourd hunchback guitars hide the goose
'til the maiden's soft naked feet come washing
before the moonlight yellow emb dee what er
angel languages kill
a bright scree of piercing tones
and space as taut as a puppy belly
no letter without a razzo
no pupa without an oculuta-ta
black and licorice hands
plough the made
while her hongry batten wide eye
shape the cow
more tree perverse
the rabbit insect inset with image gem
the pink and globular coave'
accumulating radiolarian eye socket coral
one proud hand called gall wolf
sniffs at the top of a festering blue gem socket
its guts snake through a hole
and become all dee underground
like a cut crystal diorama of clearer thoughts
thoughts which speak to real people
in real times
to which they have no reply
for their despair
looks to be grown in paper cones
orange hands
are quickly massaged
and quickly relaced
down in the long thing
ool
THE COLLIBERT'S LAMENT
starchasm means never having to say
you are sorry slippery týskum
peudo ranks its clues
and throughout the whole seething chromatic list
the sweetly leaning meaning lingers
touching tips with the master
until its romance skalds blue
the pomegranate agate loon
duty is inclined to shore up fine with
masses heaps stacks hills ricks tumulus
and still tuzzi's army toots much richly
for more imbroglio's only color
starchasm makes a lewd eros of people
but puts small cards between them
a hlur or a hweez'un emblum
so look favorably
protect and observe
the totem of the curve
remains orthogonal to the natural line
no such thing in sarcasm
a tud or toda will gold these cream-ferned gluttis
and will stand to derandomise
solids against pirosfera
combing long hairs of night
nacht ñaqch'a
the tanagers and allies lay lassescebant
deep inside the angular and striated quarry
and all will be periucundus
in the bahou sloop's exolesco
exu lexo
oxel uxe
this does not mean nothing
bullpossum
lo vedo
minne oru
in a barque of jumbled butterfly glass
floating past the river stage
i spy
the ancient masks levitating the actors
who thrash their luminous string tails
like peacock snakes
ochre orbs flowing into river foam golems
from fountains poised like dreaming puijila
of loose clouds
erect on their tongue-like hinds
oh shit! (4 random zutiques)
I.
the moiré' casket
of the ivory coquette
is three black toilets
the armor's pall
projecting
language
for a pear
an appetite
for the baguette's
diarrhea fairy
II.
the AI gods are a lot gamier
galloping wolves of the air
form clarinet mandalas
in the eye of a meniscus
the Jacobin leper Christ
like a pile of kinky bunnies
form the fuel for a head augur
whose gills flow tiny men
who manually display
their ornamental Italianate balls
to the hairy graces
whose waxed bristling pains
are a spiritual vista
so blind are them who know
so that I am a house
let out to cretins
III.
acres of shit
beneath a
pearl void
choose your acre
of fiasco's law
the feminine tomb
of your loins
a clam-sign
gorgon
wearing an ivory
cock-roach brooch
IV.
the emperor is made of peasants!
the emperor is made of peasants!
the glory of Mars
is gazing upon the sky
and being alive
inside Eugenia's entrails!
feeding the dog some watermelon while a boat burns on the beach
camouflage kimono clock
wait here and in an hour
a little boy and his dog will embark
across an expanse of hat
tiles of smoke settle and must
tingle on its skin
the roof tells of the story of a dragon
drinking tea
but if you laugh
bleak galactic distances are confronted
by the frail and all-knowing machine
cardboard scat in catatonia's camellia
the mind is a dry capsule
subdivided up into five compartments
of nitrogen
each compartment containing up to eight
steeds (guinea stones)
knee-length in steep electric organ or
whaddyasaywea HEEEEN
lippidoon habba comic gamino
Heeen wanna dobo
I guess her mother must've fell through a hole in the bridge
and so she's been visiting the hole
but the river never stops running here
Higha, oh it's you
(what's this? an arrow?)
row after row of dragon blow holes
the blind mind fingers
camouflage keeps the hummingbirds in
and the gridded tope gambling blankets
are spread out under the stars
how is it then
that this shiny sleeping dog
touches this slippery silver perch
with its cold wet nose?
tea running though hovering origami palaces
tea running faster passing out the paper jet nozzle
tea entering hyperspace as kannon in blood
my pillow a whore
my jade donkey throne
a geode bone
hovering
vibrating
open like a moan
skipping along
where you practice rubbing
the rubber bust
Cindy's cellophane shirt collar saying
shamisen
singing in the sea foam
the vulgar men are laughing
as seagulls harness geometry overhead
black toroids everywhere
looking down
a snake tattoo
on a bald gambler's head
subject verse direct
orb effect
ruts for mallarimbaudme
R---> parable' ---> para.play ----> parapet lay -----> mallarme' (confoose
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the walking sphere must not pregnant its walking but simply loom the container more ambly
for if it obey its pure inflammation of pregnant meaning
or
OR
the ball crowned
with upside down
legs
an egg elevated
but no longer pregnant
but becoming industry
inertia
the bubble must blow another bubble
inside itself so that when the outer wall breaks
another takes its place
and if the aboriginal drunkenness of the vessel is not taught
or is sought without the guiding hand of philosophy
the reasoned contemplation of fundamental irrationality
then
crown the legs with a sphere
whose crown is a crown
over golden
the inertia
for being careful
keeping silent
leads the construction one way
and noise leads it another
a whole sea of spheres may make rose
or may sporn a more gumptious bunion
what if the cripple's tongue or crutch
is there dragging in the sand as usual
math bands inversion etc.. new science
new materials
thinking furniture etc
still
the egg with legs problem
the problem crowned is there re-tooled
given blossom
and so the smart ones take the tiniest roads possible
quirking away the day
that whole symbol
is the poem
the brute breathing
made beautiful
by saying
brute breathing
is beautiful
for it certainly
isn't much of anything else
ridiculous maybe
infinite suffering
a fine thing
and so many of them come to this end
and accept it
there's nothing to say they say
there's plenty to do
but I can't do any of it
I'm trapped
but go on saying things
the brute breathing
made beautiful
by saying
brute breathing
is beautiful
for it certainly
isn't much of anything else
creative maybe
changeable
and you would think
that an unbreakable unchanging changeability
would inspire
even low minds
to conduct philosophy
or is it
that when the egg's legs were crowned
upside down
their symbol as inertia was
a wry
a single wry thing
as inglew wrythe
sew dust egg
mallarme' they said
even resembled
a satyr --------->sad.ear ----------> say tier ---------> satyrn
but rimbaud
a foot corn
or a bunion ---------> boon.union ------------> be onion --------> bonne ion
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the walking sphere must not pregnant its walking but simply loom the container more ambly
for if it obey its pure inflammation of pregnant meaning
or
OR
the ball crowned
with upside down
legs
an egg elevated
but no longer pregnant
but becoming industry
inertia
the bubble must blow another bubble
inside itself so that when the outer wall breaks
another takes its place
and if the aboriginal drunkenness of the vessel is not taught
or is sought without the guiding hand of philosophy
the reasoned contemplation of fundamental irrationality
then
crown the legs with a sphere
whose crown is a crown
over golden
the inertia
for being careful
keeping silent
leads the construction one way
and noise leads it another
a whole sea of spheres may make rose
or may sporn a more gumptious bunion
what if the cripple's tongue or crutch
is there dragging in the sand as usual
math bands inversion etc.. new science
new materials
thinking furniture etc
still
the egg with legs problem
the problem crowned is there re-tooled
given blossom
and so the smart ones take the tiniest roads possible
quirking away the day
that whole symbol
is the poem
the brute breathing
made beautiful
by saying
brute breathing
is beautiful
for it certainly
isn't much of anything else
ridiculous maybe
infinite suffering
a fine thing
and so many of them come to this end
and accept it
there's nothing to say they say
there's plenty to do
but I can't do any of it
I'm trapped
but go on saying things
the brute breathing
made beautiful
by saying
brute breathing
is beautiful
for it certainly
isn't much of anything else
creative maybe
changeable
and you would think
that an unbreakable unchanging changeability
would inspire
even low minds
to conduct philosophy
or is it
that when the egg's legs were crowned
upside down
their symbol as inertia was
a wry
a single wry thing
as inglew wrythe
sew dust egg
mallarme' they said
even resembled
a satyr --------->sad.ear ----------> say tier ---------> satyrn
but rimbaud
a foot corn
or a bunion ---------> boon.union ------------> be onion --------> bonne ion
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IS LANDING NO POET (NO JAVA NO FICTION RIMBAUD)
a haiku of 3 no's lands sighing in the icky wee wits
of the omaha kabuki kangaroo's foaming manga
its landing is the hum of pandas
kangaroos whose dire sick gummi landings
pangolin the kangaroo's persona places
the fleeting ion's deliciousness superhumans easily
the toltec kangaroos from icky fresno ion manga gone kookoo
hating fresno ions singing the gita engaged in dyeing
cupid penguin nostrils with ion masala
wacked meringueings ion the masala languaging bandit rents
into landings of gender ecstasy
I coo for naan for samurai landings reinvent two Karens
whose ale apes landing unforeseen as an ion sentence go
messing with kamikaze magaritas which sit brawling
the gita is kibby in clammy ink kangaroo ion silk gita dew
O rasa which sings of gita queso hat and inns your mundane sack faculties
gita these fresno egoistic ion passion kangaroos gone wrong
in their gassy easy kangs
kangaroos ripped from their kangs by wasted tapas landings
gita the linguist's wrong ion travels
landings yen for adoration from dada adobe
which resounds as ganja resounds: naked queso
sings of superstitions
sings of bandits lowering their ass passengers
sings of landings singing a bad haiku which you murmur to
and ickily sing to: dice semen fills the plum cake!
this panjandrum's oral baking lung
utilizes medical sake' swaths
to manna the kang bed's oral baking engram pun cake
which confuses the rebus and the nevus in Juanita's ion gaiety
man hungers for ion kibbi dhosas singing:
haikus sigh icky wits to juntas whose wongs are karo drizzled kang beds in fresno
O kangaroo impala breath racing across the kang bed's swiftness
elect semen pure nose with your familiar ion tumescent index
O fecund sake' roe landing in immensity's jihad!
awake in your kang bed glimpsing release
shattering your sigh's karo night brain pangolin gaia goodyear
blanking all agar sane
agar is sane sake' gone wrong in kneeling kibbi kona ions
come panhandling handbags sulking to the tangy kang bed
dynamic kangaroo penguins cure the day casa's saran wrap resonating ion
surging music's twat to a kang bed footstep which migrations any lie
to a sunken sake' investment in kona
O wong ion's gita!
bang any lie's benevolent sake' mall
with broken oscularity!
there's an odor on ye!
an ion song's language is misfortune any year!
Sample the kennel of gita kibbi ion fresno which gitas kibbi
I know gita
It wayangs a wingy icky manga.
its tangy sake' kangaroo gives 'tumultuous pole' to men
who hang from nostrils casting achey sake' pandas
sake's which merit kangaroo marketing
make kooky rattan ion roe gitas numb
their sinus kangaroo beefsteak wongs
are ions of rueful pomegranates
ions are grim on the wrong bali
for ions are wanting their ohms back
for landings in pun cakes
which pass among the saliva mandrake inklings
to the kang beds which began
as awakened meringue
in a din of nacred anger
(loose homophonic translation of a javanese google translation of Rimbaud's _Genie_)
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baby meal dates
give for bare these prune hercules dolls
how wild the hand's sensation
soft pulpo no name octopi dromedary glamour two hand
three hand
lacustrine
spots on a dolphin's wheel
the window becomes larger and larger
opposing corners arcing along an ache to subboine
gloine cam sequin snouth rudder
place your lame' tale down the dubbloon slurry and pince nest
he put his white suit dollop through a monocle door
in the smooth side of the garden air
a low flat turquoise crust crazing was waiting for him there
slung riffle nibbles remember how that shaved wan sloping innocence
accrued mandala mantic mandibles slippled out
how memory destroys a memory
this angry wife you calculate not pushed up high in dread
but like a critic using emotional scarab claws
decides you are not worthy to feel that gloating perfect no
say soft cub cube in the garden white cube cub club
the curved walls support fern shadows while the paths represent
indeterminacy but nothing of it is written its all hold tradition
lingers laughing, tracing
circular doors for hexagonal rooms
their cones opening for slats to lap the exception
exclamation mark now in its billioneth futh
the silver darling amorphous lapwing globullient
lightning horned from a spreading cacku of ink fins
voskiartchitchartzatartzelartzartzelartzivkatilyerkat
anagpghindzklaekurfaklaekelkalaykaliskyalakænen
srumemkəsremsrelemsreilsemsremgohasrimklaek
mashtotsglukhgaghgitgyutgirgirkgaghapargitakgyutarar
gasgamgajglangangartzurgizhkhelagarararicharanannkat
anterareveraregakastghasupaygaygestanarmatazgandz
azatavetaraspelaryutzartzivararumarvestarhestachq
akanjapatamamotarqacharianalkhasiantsu
simboli kufoma për vaj motorik
si kur kam hartuar alacrity e më tej
Pfluplouche Sirenity
thelema fly's head rimbaud
rimbaud gorgon gate of modernism
rimbaud dada clown war
rimbaud tesla janus with third eye
crystalline anus hive opening luminous
word hoar and compost
icarus-oedipus
auspicious red carious upside
good fortune precious
ice bull spurious
weird junk
elegant graceful flotsam
martin luthier pegasus
current 93:
purple window flowers grew
I could not shift the shadow
and when the may rain comes
the south side of the door looked
the seahorse rears to oblivion
earth covers earth
patripassian alone
to suffer all ranges
soft black stars
then kill caesar
imperium eye bell
imperium curvature
all the world makes a great blood
a soft voice whispers nothing
its passenger aleph
daggers the name
pathetic crust dancer
the lemma
wilting blue into ages
an agate of moulting cities
to form the armor
of the pearl-warted nude
bleating discord and union
sloth crowned in frenzy
sleuthing gefrenesis'
seamanglesunsumma
rainbow veined
claviphage
the whole in whide gryphont fuel
piqsirpoqimuqsuqaníx
Tuesday, July 7, 2015
mess
beauty and the beast
in every molecule and atom
renaldo and clara round the world
in a dirty gondola
obsidian brown or mineral coca cola
oh why do these long pale sheets of cloudy mica
stack between the angular wires
where the sleep grouse pouty
and the chattter fire swallows
through shredding cloud keys
then sweetly whisper and drift on through the day
kemet km.t comet chem trail kempt
cometh key met came at coo ma'at
in a white jumper and white helmet
and white rocket pack with forearm rests and handgrips
oxygen
floating gracefully through rocky valleys to the music of mahler
and gliding over hillock and outcrop
Hern O'hirn to Das Narrenvolk:
In 1954, Radovan Ivšić finally managed to escape Zagreb and
emigrated to Paris in 1954 at the age of 33. Within a few days
of his arrival he met surrealist poet Benjamin Péret and, a short time later,
André Breton. The latter, impressed by his reading of King Gordogan,
which he described as a peerless work, “limned with the dew of
primal innocence,” quickly invited Ivšić to join the daily meetings
of the French surrealist group that were then held at the café Le Musset.
From this time to the formal dissolution of the group in 1969,
Ivšić was prominently figured in all its activities.
While his texts and photographs appeared in all their publications,
he was also known for his work for sound.
The sound system that he installed in the gallery
that housed the international surrealist exhibition of
1959 on Eros created a stir for its unprecedented use
of the sounds of lovemaking.
beauty and the beast
in every molecule and atom
renaldo and clara round the world
in a dirty gondola
do what you will with a vertical hyphen
the vampire paper
laid across the fat flesh neck desk
its repose lit up, neither fever nor languor, on the bed or
on the meadow.
it's the friend who's neither ardent nor weak
the beloved who's neither tormenting nor tormented
the air and the world not sought for
the luminous psychic central pillar
the thinking alabaster axle at the center of the wheel balcony of white iron lace
the curtains of emerald lace which cover the psyklopfian eye, a wheel bead
traversing a diabolical circle of peace
and the subject
an explosion of doves
whose empty spaces
form the cataracts of lost equations
laid like nictitating nymphs
in the clear gelatinous bodies of babies
oh why do these long pale
clear gelatinous bodies of babies
house nictitating nymphs
of exploding doves
in harmonic blueprints
of mediocre décor
Ajax and Xaja
round the world
in a dirty gondola
obsidian brown or mineral coca cola
motorrors
to cut the line
(exit rotating stage mandala with flip-top compartments)
canopy
neither sun nor death
will still the progression and operable elementarization
of the network toward new synthesis
meaning has loosed itself from whatever deep structures
supposedly tethered it
and floats freely toward active constitution
from combinations of particles
each tendering their own character
all writing is a metaphor for synthesis
grown atop a loamish table of operable elements
golden Etnas of frizzy trembling dawns
our prison floats offshore facing the villa and its organs
which form an isthmus as mysterious as Epirus and the Peloponnesus
or as great as Japan or Arabia
temples lit up by returning processions (progressions)
and in Venice the old irrationality and the new
the ancient theater pursues its agreements and segments
its Idylls
the deus machina is widely seen on stage as a character
an erotic and dangerous puppet
which burns the hands of those who pretend
to trifle with its elegant being
the magic spectacle maneuvers
like a great amphitheater topped with silent thickets
which moves like a ship among the tawdry streets
where scientists drink in restaurants with names like
Coco's and Birds from Mystery Plays
swoop down onto masonry pontoons
neither sun nor death with still the procession
morsure de chien
the drunken dog bite begins its fester
deep in the crook of the joint of the thumb
and the only numb poem visible there
is like a flat and calloused cauliflower
which has laid itself to rest
as an abstract icon
of a puncture
for the actual wound to the dog
was the drunken master
though the master was kind
the reel has no continuity
after the flood
childhood
tale
parade sideshow
antique
being beauteous
lives
departure
royalty
in what must be the original ray
to a reason
morning of drunkenness
phrases
fragments of workers
the bridges
city
ruts
cities
drifters
cities
vigils
mystical dawn
auburn daub
when I awoke it was noon, and up the road near a laurel grove
a stone smooth rabbit
foetus her in the veils I had collected
a statuary
I felt a little her immense
stone embryo image DAWN
and the child fell to the bottom of its wooden mouth
the great stone rabbit foetus was buried
and was the entrance to a well
where the magician pulled more veils out
and would stand at the focal point
surrounded by an impermanent navel of golden tiers
festooned with silk chords, grey gewgaws,
green velvets and crystal dice
I see the foxglove opening on the carpet
of filigree eyes
I see the roses pouring from the holes
of marble letters
laid in a drunken profusion
saying nothing
or maybe
dog bite
Wednesday, July 1, 2015
Taupin
who in fact saw himself on a sort of literary crusade
against decadence
when the collective
hominid-as-bio-literary-oeuvre
was born already into neurological decadence
born into a kind of high (or low) {gargantuan or wohlgesinnte}
Sperl or Dommayer or Volksgarten or Apollosaal auch Freiluftlokalitäten
and when he chose Rimbaud what or who could he choose
but the fundamental or close grotesque
of the cave within a cave within a cave
a sea within a sea within a sea
for Rimbaud could tell you without theorizing much
about the hyper-sea which is (already)
the collective hominid-as-bio-literary decadence
CLARA VENUS
The buttocks bear two engraved words: CLARA VENUS;
—And that whole body moves and extends its broad rump
Hideously beautiful with an ulcer on the anus.
Venus Anadyomene as the Medusa of decadent recapitulation (echo) {poem}
the boundary between the hideous and beautiful
A JOKE (yoke), a lie, an oracular thwizsitt
as here I rely on Pound to make another joke
POUNDING THE NAIL INTO THE GROUND
an odd detail you’d have to see with a magnifying glass
poetic organelles
Neanderthal hybrids
and Mungo lady
the soul a wunderkammern
the world soul a grotesque machine
which in fact saw itself on a sort of literary crusade
to exhaust this hideously beautiful promise
this gyre of hyper-sea
whose blunt opening
toy of this sad eye of water
the golden current on its way
conjugal faith (fate)
a con-jugum
a together yoking
hideously beautiful
richly poor
baroquely simple
queerly narrow
succinctly ambiguous:
As from a green zinc coffin, a world’s
literature with weird heirs heavily poemaded
Emerge slowly and stupidly from an old bathtub,
or bravely, and strange
like the Mimis (memes)
from Arnhem land
our name
E man roux
red butter
lama-lama
tiger-quoll
Georges Méliès
a shoe-maker
visits the Egyptian Hall
in London
where he sees
John Nevil Maskelyne
stage magician
and inventor of the pay toilet
tao pen
unmask
line
mimi
fine
meme
fin
even the end
takes wing
vwrtiwv
Tuesday, June 16, 2015
Albinus Boiohaemum
baleen ribbed trousseau violin
must willfully portrait arc
sign the hole vlad countenanced
with pretty rat's heads to replace
the torsos at the bar
deep in the mons where the rathskellar
mugnots its skeleton tuck
a weighted shirt's tail
its hymn a soft flexible tunnel to trains
of thoughts which have no currency
no absolute or final form
but flow as modernism unto web
as web unto promethean osiris clock
each number a gill-laced optimism
undermining sense
aquariumandalafence hollow
iron seahorse grilles packed with crows
where sense equals solid silence
CAW! CAW!
the empty concrete ground
from which uncanny singing ensues
once smooth the varnished tide air hair linked yew
smoke tree twisted soul tree
the transcendentalist scandal was to view
the words in their haymarket marketing massacre
as angry vile ghost children
around the site of denotation
while the light still bent lazy fish shadows
all across the lawn
sign's cinema as an external wall
mimicking ritual
before a lark
scan doll
how weak is your scandal scandal
how long is your DOME
white dome red dome blue dome
mule
because I only love you
when you're not legible
innocence wills a final transparent zeppelin
to flounder on the cross like a hiccoughing clown
its head is the no sardine car
packing many cross-swords
as the road signs play out
as the edge of the world groans nearer
to thee
charivariyacht
your red inflatable bladder wracks
golf the pungent mists of oolong
their weak scandal
no shelling of the sun
no elastic tower to the moon
no full android body outrunning antelope
the flower is a decoration
a solace for an empty mind
there are eighty roads here
but there needs be none
but some say the wheel is bright enough
while I say the wheel is dim enough
to hang above the well
so let your squeaky iron wheel
anthem all
with a twisted rope reaching to darkness
a rope that enters the third eye of the clown
never to be seen
again
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