Friday, September 30, 2011

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Saturday, September 24, 2011

Leaf

Cosmic blaspheme
tarantula gargantuan
harangue lips and
scold busy finger tips
corrupt art
vilify the virgin
dance religion
hang the pope
riches bowel
poor radiant teeth
honestly clean
honestly virtuous
tenth
thirteenth
pegasus whisper
tender pre-teen fondle
exploration slut who
doesn't know better
bathe in tongue
embrace confusion
abstract the abstraction
dialogue with mutterers
council with canines man's
best friend
taking advice from a hungry
mouth a wagging tale and
restless legs a 15,000 year
old wolf who is an avatar
for instinct
a memory capsule
moon's distance lover
who mothered the
world before birthing
a thirsty litter
milk
honey
bread
fire and fashion and
steadfast love and
origami truth whose
folds are lost the
yellow paper catches in
oiled baseball glove
embrace like
mom and
mother or
mommy who
spit me from the mouth bellow
who knows the nest is nothing
but a test for life and gravity and
the lemming gene the will to live the
migraine of being the
concreteness of the reality of
the undeniability of
living and
dying of the
irrefutability of
suffering at the
strange hand of
being the arbitrary hand of
THIS is me and not this or
that

So who accepts blowing around in the wind who
surrenders to being a pawn

Saturday, September 17, 2011

Finally

London fog or fig leaf shroud Adam
Eve even
naked ape sensitive "human" who
grew smart weak willing willful
weary of the arbitrary or perhaps
just stumbled on snake
Is that why I am pathetic today?
Predestiny?
I long again for West 71st street
and New Amsterdam
A cold room and a radiator hissing
like you choking it
woke me I
panicked

I loved you then,
it became
sealed

Love To Hate Me

Dim the lights,
set your lips on fire

Friday, September 16, 2011

Sex Addiction

It was callous it was
careless it was
carving caricatures of
Christ into cave walls and
crystal balls it was
canine cravings for
killfuck killing it
was quantified love un
willing it
came it comes in spurts it
was quarried heart or
excavated soul it came it
quivered and so it comes
in shudders that deliver
nothing but
empty stomach
empty empty
stomach be
cause I
didn't
love her.

After So Many Things

Finished breakfasts and
used condoms and
read books and
chewed bones and
worn shoes and
weathered hands and
so many lies and
lived-in homes and
old Texas and
tired horses and
parched throats and
rusty hinges
lies lies lies and
arthritic dog and
dusty bible and
cold soup and
dried up creek

What am I
to seek?

Her

Harlequin hungover hard-on heavenly
high harassing Harriet's hymen heat
heat heat horrifically her heart heaved
having had him howling hell haunting hurting
henceforth hating hard hard hard-on and
forever [t]hereafter.

Monday, September 12, 2011

Things

A man with a beautiful face a woman with a beautiful lung a boy with a beautiful blue toy a girl with a beautiful baby a day with laughter a sky with wishes a stone with secrets a key with cupid a dancer with wings a horse with milk eyes a snake with a promise an ocean with a song a night with a murder a dead man dreaming with a grin a bottle full of space a tooth with eyes a mouth with anger a tongue with justice a home without a map a needle a tree a gift an angel a silver hair a stool or a prism with living emanations or the dead constellations of synapse sex that fled hurtling outward at the speed of living or a book or a bean or a beetle green or a bitch with a litter wanting milk so a saucer does because the tits didn't exist a shelf and dust a ball of cotton soaked in us a candied flower to a lover and a letter to a mother a kiss a dying breath a fuck another kiss a breathing death an unbreathing life after a stomach a hole a cancer a bowl a butter knife and a scalpel buttered bread and a chapel and a priest who prays for endless nights and ending days a cog a second hand a little dust mote and a sand coloured stain on darker skin that promises that once I was lighter but truth happened who calls it Sun a burn a hovering bruise and smothering for days who choose
a stick a knight a cup a holy ghost a sight a sore these eyes a bone who lies an inkwell sly and televised a carpenter ant a glass tattoo a virus an apple a tantalizing breast a seductive arching back a pound of flesh a price a pension earning as an old man aged before us who loved nothing but a quick dog a lazy finger a queen a crow a shred of proof

Saturday, September 10, 2011

All Day In Bed

If me loving you doesn't make you
love me back, seeing how much I
love you will only make me
repulsive to you.

Saturday, September 3, 2011

September 3rd, 2011, 6:13 am

I think,
there's something undeniably honest
about someone going insane.
As if there is nothing else as honest.
No one else as honest.

If this were truly the last thing I
ever wrote,

It would be my
most satisfying

We Killed

Whose prophet told him to bet on
chance not odds because
she's a better lover she tells more
truths whose mother always kept
milk on the table kept bread in the
oven kept a full cup for Christ who
never came without gifts who kept the
door unlocked for any ghost who
came who
loved a prayer and a song who
loved verses from the book of
Anger or Hate who
lip read the rapture and day dreamed the
meat whose

Slaughter was in reverence to
excellence and baptism and
honesty and virginity and truth
or half truth or shades of fractions of
truth or maybe opinions even but certainly
not lies whose slaughter was in honor of
Bill and Joan and Patrick or
Anthony whose whale never swallowed
Jonah whose bush never burned whose
lips never peeled from sunburn cruelty whose
tied shoelaces never tripped him whose
skinned knees were then a lie whose
guilt trip was false whose
sex addiction was his own weakness whose
liquor flowed by his own hand whose
tears were only sweat whose
volume upon volume of Conan Doyle were
only testaments to his boyhood innocence and
I wish truly I do that
we could I could rescue him from the
inkwell of his own insane downspiral but
the internet and the Heidelberg press
cahooted to kill something beautiful and
since then there's been nothing trustworthy
about us.

Because we killed the last beautiful person.

Making Good On A Promise

Something beautiful.

Friday, September 2, 2011

What We Become

Who killed jesus when they voted for a
baby who looked like a promise but was
just a black fuck, a vague hole or a
gravity well that pulled like a hooker, who

Hasn't eaten since the internet who
loves only orgasm who
tastes the most electronic blood who
laughs one zero one who
would frag you lol who
would spit in your yearbook unsigned and
photograph the place where your locker was who
will never remember forgetting who
is plugged in who
is out there in the
cosmos of pornography and attention deficit who
is scared as hell when the power's out whose
skin is a pale blue who
sits in wife beater and
white underwear because he is a
god who
chats angels and
searches the answers

Kill me
any
time
now

Wonder What The Fuck

Pulse dialtone love means
never being alone and
carry guns or carry sticks
or carry condoms for
weeping dicks or carry ash
for cloudy sky or carry heavy
burdens I will carry on and
carry forth I'll carry fourth
the major fifth I'll
carry fists I'll carry eyes I'll
carry water in my lies I'll

Fuck the dog metaphorically I
burned the house down in
my sleep
I

I'm jagging with existence and
pranking truth I'm playing games
with you and you and
two versions of my
self there's
the I I see as I and the
me I wish to be or be or
be better than so

Barf the universe barf the key
eject simple fucking honesty a
clear picture or a proof of
something
meaning
anything
so that I don't have to feel that
I'm wasting the preciousness of
moments I could have been sleeping
eternally

please
God don't let me fool myself
[again]

I just ask for constance in my heart or
fingers, certainty
that what is beautiful today will be
beautiful tomorrow and
in two years and
in two generations when
my children's children set eyes upon
my barfing work and wonder what
the fuck

Tuesday, August 30, 2011

Time Passes

And so we eulogize his soul, because
he was too angry to live, but he wasn't
brave enough to take his life.

Some day he'll learn that it's
smarter to die willfully than
stagnate confused and helpless.

Monday, August 29, 2011

I, How To Live

Who would lock art snobs and philistines
in the same gas chamber and let
the overwhelmed sane get on
with their lives.

Sunday, August 28, 2011

End

Life is art so art is just trying to be life and trying is stupid.

Be, be, be

Love lies on a chair, unused or unopened like a letter written but
never sent or,
Love in blanket tatter rum stain kiss, pause, deep breathing moment -
hold it
Love sister, hold on
to your moment of comfort as she snoozes, exhalations that are your name
but fade to anything not your name,
blackwhite sigh, black then
white smiling eye downturn to
feet, feet, feet

Love me you don't love me you
won't love me you
can't
or
won't it
doesn't matter
what you say any
more

Effect removed from
cause is
what it is so

Just be and
be
and
be mine baby
be

Genius fuck
love baby
be

Monday, August 22, 2011

Suicide Note

I'm losing my language
every day
It's getting worse and
before long I will be mute,
still

The more I know, the less
I'm able to speak

Paralysis

Lyrical overwhelm like the constance of a humming sound,
that is my every day or night, so the metabolism of
consciousness is a beast in and of itself it's
everything to me now
Awareness I mean, selfness, the who am I or
what am I or why am I become the blood in
me

Inner world become only world and I've had
to learn to remind myself that out there is

More

Amelia Earhart

Amelia Earhart, children don't even
know your name anymore,
sad tragedy sad
Amelia I'll never love another woman I
promise as
long as I live I'll
never love again

****************

When you went down went
down with a smile into water so
deep so loving so everything

For the water truly is everything

Tao of Mouth

Collapsing mouth, rubble teeth
suffocating tongue who begs relief
holy tonsil broken jaw
whose mouth is closed for this is law

Saturday, August 20, 2011

Prayer

Tangled in this hammock with a hand gun and a hard on and I'm
counting silver dollars in my daydreams in the sun and when I
take a little breath and when I breathe a little deeper I'll be
ready for my death yeah I'll be ready for the reaper but I
do not know my father and I can't remember mother I was
raised on television and I never took a lover who could
sell my heart for fashion who could stab me in the back and
who could tell me I was Jesus and then hang me from the rack

and then

oh

and then

oh

smile so politely girl and kiss me on the lips and
let me chew to bone your pretty little liar finger tips who
told me love is this and love is that I'll never let you go who
told me lie lie lie above all else truth isn't yours to know and when
I close my eyes and kiss the gun and say my last goodbye it's your
disgusting name your filthy prayer that I will surely cry

Papillon

None of you
deserve this none
of you
deserve
me.

Friday, August 12, 2011

A Prayer Before Bed Time

"I find it incredibly cathartic to finish off the night
with a passionate 'fuck you' to no one in particular
but everything equally. I actually stopped
masturbating."

- Him Dreamer Daywalking Manboy Animal

Found Scribbled On His Walls Posthumously

"Useless art for useless art for
useless eyes for
sedative purposes for
useless heart for
useless Universe or useless
experiment so our
useless art will be
useless apart from our
< ... >less heart will be
less a part of our
useless stops and
starts which are Uni
versally useless except as a
punchline regarding art"


We're still trying to figure out if it means
anything.

Remembering

Your saying silence like a mute bird
flapping it's wings, and you on your
triumph red victory horse that is a bed whose
teeth are the broken bayonets dropped by
patriots of love and virtue, who
kissed long and long and deep before the war,
who held hands for no longer than it took to
let go for accepting the fate of boys who
go to their fathers' battles to make
graves of beautiful babies
Whose blood should just as well be oil,
and we with laughtercry hysterical,
wash our hands,
eat our supper,
lay down by our children,
pray god, pray him hard like
throwing letters at wind wishing
for a

boy to win

wishing for a what?
a dreamless sleep or more the truth a
guiltless peace for once for once there
was a time when black became white with
no greys between

fight or flee or three eyes remembering a
dharma of sleep

Thursday, August 11, 2011

All In One Breath

Crystal carnage new wave panacea for a headache that keeps throbbing through
decades and angel eyelash corduroy confetti in my aids aids aids infected father who
took me for granted and took this whole world for granted as a glass jaw harlequin or
a filthy mouth song bird who spits tobacco and tar on a hot day but never apologizes who
runs their filthy mouth who
carves curse words in soapstone and dialogues the night who
monologues the day with pepper in their eyes whose fireflies outshine the
beating heart of liberty of majesty of honesty of dynasty of
history
or
every little lie I ever cried until the ocean fed the sky to the tune of
fuck fuck goose I
didn't feel a loose tooth until the day my
father died who's
taking taking taking turns raping the moments of their will to live that's right this
suicidal universe is against you and it's begging for implosion it's resorting to
slow entropy it's torturous like sexual teasing on the hottest day
imaginable it's finger tips tracing your spine it's
a betraying tongue flicking your ear it's
a moist breath condensing on your icy belly and falling
falling down down down to
the place you fear to be alone with
your throbbing Judas
betraying your animal betraying
every part of you that wishes it could be a good man or a
virtuous man but you're
really a
vulture aren't you?

Tuesday, August 9, 2011

Accomplishment

I finally realized my truth,
that the greatest thing I will
accomplish in this
life is having an
orgasm.

I think I'm
ready to die
now. I think
I'd like to
die now.

Girls

You know, some of the
prettiest girls become some
of the ugliest
women.

Friday, July 29, 2011

Does A Title Even Matter?

Ochre eyes, cultivate anything that grows in
your soil when you did pray you prattled on
about God's love and God's loving gift, hell

I'd rather be dead than needing something from
Him, I'd rather thousands of tiny hammers pound
me and my love me and my love pound
my prized possessions

I hate everyone but it's funny how I won't allow
you the same
I want to not live but it's funny how I won't allow
you the same
I
How do I explain that

How do we proceed

Asshole Earth, swallow me this it
are not the one are not any
one because of disembodied
conspiracy theories, depersonalized
storylines that aren't true but were a
suggestion that she ran with ran with ran
with whistle wither blow in the breeze and
stiffen in the broken knees who's licking
at the coffin and who's hammering nails
out out out
wardly spitting coin
coitus cunning core services, the essential
taxed love

provided from the government
heart

cunt

Wednesday, July 20, 2011

A Dilemma - Of Many

I dislike drunks,
but I dislike sobriety
at night,
how exhausting is that?

Burning Love

There's so much fuel now
you long legged cunt I
want to claw your throat with this
burning love because I finally
know the face of it the thing
that isn't your fault but is because
you like I are complicit are laughing
with it at least in your sleep where
you don't have to confront so
consciously the horror of the
thing

That time makes new things old
makes beautiful things un
beautiful makes us ugly strangers makes
each and every word from my lips
a desolate sound or place

Who feels trapped and
weighed down or
who will eventually I
fear that day

There's so much fuel for burning love now
how long will it last

Blur

Oh these dreaming days followed by
disembodied nights, who wakes up exhausted
from punishing sleep only to punishing self

Whose phases are more varied and numerous
than a fistfull of moons, whose hands are [becoming a]
foreign flesh

Who soon won't recognize herself,
who I could only hope to keep

Monday, July 18, 2011

The Endless Ending Song

I ate her eyelids in rewind
I did this it was not unkind
I took her virgin lips for mine
I slowly drank her in

I brought the gift of honesty
She drank it with my poison tea
I am the god of brevity
I sowed her seed for sin

I watched the temple kiss the sky
I didn't flinch I didn't cry
I told her that she'd never die
Oh how I learned to lie

I couldn't mend her broken bone
I couldn't fix her broken home
I couldn't leave this girl alone
I was her Judas then

I read for her of the sublime
I spoke of stillness in our time
With hunger and my cunning rhyme
I caught her in my line

Soft caress oh soft caress
I took apart her pretty dress
I felt nothing I must confess
I do it all the time

But nothing leaves me fuller still
Than the smell of a tender kill
I'll do it all again I will
Until I die I die

Wednesday, July 13, 2011

Heartbreak Atmosphere

Tonight is a night for crying, because
I we are a sick chorus of sleepers dumbly
sleeping through crisis one two three while
babies are born and love insanity is cast in
shatter promised heart shapes oh
God oh Mom oh cherub crafty little
bird

oh giver,
everything I owe,
to space between every-
thing

Saturday, July 9, 2011

Who Hasn't Slept

Hello morning, you're not so novel you
are not so adorable or perfect as the
optimistic fairytale poets argue*

You're not the new chapter morning, you're
not our panacea oh you aren't rebirth rebirth
rebirth
strictly

You may embody these things,
some times,
but you are not these things

These things are these
things
themselves

You are trying to be [the good], or you're
supposed to be [the good],
but you can be
cruel too

Bright asshole, too bright when I'm
just making my way to rest, finally
exhausted and surely not satisfied,
you signal fuck birds to call their
cheery curse words, laughter
in the face of my exhaustion,
fuck sun morning shit,
still haven't slept and
now the sky is
lit with

it.


It.





*This is a societally expected archetype. It is devious to contradict this "fact".

Idiots

Disturb pools of fluid and watch the body writhe or
retreat from asshole winds,
disturb something just for the sake of It

So burn something, hit a beautiful person in the mouth just
to feel a thing, I've never felt so alive as now

But I know it's just a trick

So my heart breaks, it means nothing,
nothing means everything, so
you can stop worrying about
anything

********

Right,
yes

Just barf your guts on canvas,
Capricorn fuck, promise fool promise fail just
lay down and stop breathing and
let your shaking pulse pounding
die into the meaningless ocean from
which it came

These rules are fucking stupid

Who's Complicit

Consensus of the senseless is that
everything is grey again, skin hums with
hunger itch and the bitch has no milk
for the litter

Peak oil came, rust is on everything now
and my mother rots in a library of flesh memories,
some sort of hospital it's not
hospitable, it's not warm it's not
friendly no

Disillusion approaches with
exponential acceleration, to some point of
almost reversal

What I mean to say is that the ugly goes so
far as to be beautiful again before I blink before
you blink we
slept together on this one

We went down together
We lost it all together
We all
let it
slip
together

So no blame

Friday, June 24, 2011

Vehicle

Vaudevillian loveletter, describe works of nature,
stunned by the end of oil but eureka, I'm moved,
tears flow and I step out of myself, troublesome
silent peaks, troublesome climate

Document your dependence and reflect,
who knows that energy is our central
birthgiver,
praise your car, because
without it you are
nothing.

Excuse me I'm nauseous.

Friday, June 17, 2011

Despite all your bullshit, the reality of

Assholes of the earth expel
hamburger flesh like
a job

Layer layer layer
bullshit bullshit
self aggrandizing moustache
v-neck deep and
three bitches laughing along
at ANYthing you say
fuck mouth

Assholes of this earth or
Earth [sorry/not sorry]
unite[?]
in gang-rape of
something beautiful yet
un realized or
un manifest in
its
entirety so
whoop whoop
hooray and
whoop whoop light
another fire and
crack another
brew and
light light light light that
big ole' bonfire under the collective
asses of every one of your naive or
maybe just optimistic 'old man's YEAH
so kiss his cheek[?} or present your
ass cheeks I'm
really not sure which you're
down for but
something big
and offensive is
coming right[?]

Civilization as we
know it is
a
hilarious
pretence or
joke or
naive fantasy or
maybe strategy or
who knows or
who knows
or
who in the
hell
knows or
...

So I'm tired...
I'm unsure,
I feel unsettled maybe or
unqualified to cast my say
on what happens next...

I'm flawed, yes
I'm weak, oh yes yes,
I'm
I'm
...
I am




and nothing...
So much hair to cover that face, you've
got
So
much hair covering your lovely
face, baby girl I'm
sweating the hard stuff I'm
sweating every little imagined
scenario

Because I'm chronic worry and
I'm a tight gut
mother fucker I'm
annoying
at times aren't
I

(why bother asking you,
I know I am)

So as you cut all
your hair I
imagine this growth
of something something
hair hair love no that's
incorrect it's
hope hope
no
it's
dumb naive it's
fool delusion it's
stomach bursting through
walls of the real Now and
trying to manifest but
reality is the only
God god I

Wait I
Feel I
Tight gut
hunger I
yearn for
thirst in
want for
beg for
dream of
you
and
You
and
You
and I and
You

I make no spelling mistakes when
I'm
in love.

Thursday, June 9, 2011

Love is

Your hospital bed is the end of the world,
I stopped killing spiders,
Now I
feel your lips every time I
wash my hands,
hear every struggling breath,
finally learned to weep,
your hospital bed is
love defeated by life.

Friday, May 27, 2011

Her

Whose violence is vocal, whose
lyrical exhalation is a cold wind,
whose eyelashes are nets trapping
the bycatch of beautiful vision,
whose sweat is a fuel for sleeping
sickness,
whose history is an ocean of tears,
whose love is measured in the
misspent years between trying
and hopelessness, between
the faceless I and the changed
I,
whose two spirited truth seals
this night time casket,
night time night,
whose cruelty is soft, and
innocent, and honest.

I understand/I don't understand.

Sunday, May 22, 2011

Time

It's almost
time.

Sunday, May 15, 2011

...To a box in a hole in the Earth which is a sphere...

Crashed astronaut or naked
ape, or damn
fool tabby cat, throbbing
heart and shiver cage

Shell of plaster shaking
in a wind, aging in fast forward,
forwardly spiralling backwards in
the 4th dimension

Hail of empty lung prayers is the
story of the night time night,
common, very
very common

Now I'm not long for this world,
the shakes are getting worse and
my brave cowardice is peaking on
angry fuel

Who is fed up, who is tired, and
who simply disagrees with the
structure of the
It or who simply
cannot navigate the deafening
noises patterns of human
emotional language and
interpretation,
yes, who speaks and speaks and
speaks and is never
understood in 1:1

So I will die and lose*
this Thing I know, it will
never see humans.

Monday, May 2, 2011

Gasping Gasping Gasping

I feel different, difficult, devoted ghost, starving heart...

Listless eyelids useless art,
band of sleepers band apart,
Caution eyesore karmic lamb,
foolish tabby this I am
Gentle nightmare wooded jaw,
bloody bed sheet manger straw
Fleeting chapter crooked spine,
frozen tongue converging line
Sinew silence gasping sex,
gasping gasping gasping -
hex
Coral sunset beauty keep,
waking vision chorus sleep
Callous gesture fickle eye
Friendless snowfall baby sly

and
Gasping gasping gasping -
sleep and
gasping gasping
sleep and
gasping sleep and
-.

Friday, April 22, 2011

Angel # 2

Travel miles following the periods that
trail your sentences, you always
spoke in broken english

This child is a bridge between us,
my heart to your belly,
we built a furnace to
bear a star

So I've been time
traveling again through
letters, baby girl my
compass.

Angel

Lips ellipsis sister
hold my hand,
bear my vision and
carry me for water,
and someday meet
this angel she's my
daughter.

Lips ellipsis sister
wait
three days eight hours
5 cigarettes and a
glass of water

When you meet this angel
see your daughter.

Harpoon yourself, Idiot

'Yes, there are plenty of fish in the sea,
but I've only ever concerned myself with
Moby fucking Dick....'