Madame's Walls of Shake

a posteriori

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poster boylet

salamandible

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an ochre crest

brat

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(as in father)

he called his mother

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"cupcake"

clam dig dig clams

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nomine (pat) (ris) you

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what fork
what sport
what cinder

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relocate my dislocation

not a toothpick

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My head is a cupcakerie
of poisonous treats.
Stick a steak knife in me.

hola baby

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is there duckness

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feel free to bleed your answer

grace fast

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or you else yet

shed vest

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roan guest

Song

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My body has a first name.

buoyancy seeds boy parts

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greed, too

cleats in your sheets

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I beg your pardon

Overheard

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Let's go to the Crate and Feral store!

trash purity

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'sown rash

blest boast

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middle coast

Original Since 1932

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Smoke Bugler Tobacco

preempt rejuvie

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postulate the postulant
almighty

crap shoot

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dry boot

correct me if i'm right

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you sniveling little stingypants

spot on, butternut!

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beware soaked struts!

maybe you in part have fractured your own beautiful

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just that

candy girls

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Little candy pastilles with ruffles
and black bandit masks. Palest legs
more like wisps than sticks.
More like ethereal spindles,
ghosting into that mysterious swamp...

Beach Ballet

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nurt

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nat

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Song of Peacock Feathers/

wet lips to writhe a little
drink the buried/ chapped
I cannot possibly----therefore
I must
envelope
those horrid scenes of Faust

white screens of pleasure
an ending without
climax

a mockery, slow
her plush bed, my clothes
disheveled--become a powerless
flame--suprasensual--beat faster

between the thighs--what claws out of flesh
will suffice as a salve upon our lips
will suffice as a song of woman
innocuous & rife

a body blended

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sexify me his intentions are warped i wanna fall into your puddles and investigate a mouth full of cravings

sTAMpedE

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come'ere
I want to f
old you

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i am the see you
dropping from outerspace
like a stone
swallowingly

palatio horatio fellacio

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quick quick

seeping

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I am that so don't
and another th
trade plac

news

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on the day after Valentine's
Day, the New York Times
announced that a smaller
version of the solar system
had been discovered

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Every elevator doubles doors as a Deathtrap

S tells T that the elevator full of OSHA Inspectors
is a heft of leprosy whose lapels swagger
into Rancho Cucamonga
and instead of a house they find a
cesspool and inside that, the green
Maison de Dumbwaiter.

retrace the retakes dis

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posse proud

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read prognost
social
vehemence
commence

War

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The picket fence line crossed the line
in the sand in order to form the upper
right hand corner of a parallelogram.

my sentences are bleeding

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wrap them
around
syllabic flight

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How to Make a Pinhole Camera (using Materials found at the Bottom of the Ocean)

Space de-
forms the slap
sound creates
omniscience when mother breaks
a bottle of vermouth across
Henry’s vapor face. Nose, foot, breast, penis—nothing

fits on this one-
sided retina. Look
at what you’ve done, woman and man
struggle over what is:
ought to be. Big Sur’s shattered caps

white caps collapse counter-
clockwise hawk vortices don’t ever leave
me loops across the blown sky is an unmodulated
stretch of glass. Liz

doesn’t want to live. Henry mono-
polizes the B line
out of the eye toward my mother
and I—two forms who stagger
the empty plane’s depth
by overlapping sand. Which is

the reason I dig a radon hole
so far into the grape pulp pupil that not
only is my body turned
side out in the blood salts
glinting nickel, gland soft mollusk flesh,
bowels like kelp— but changes every time
you touch coordinates will never sway
the way I motion across
the waters of fix-
ation know immediately I’m there.

close

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near

there are inflected see-through

and in the margins

open

carry velour

yet

know that

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i am
near

grass in your surroundings
surrender your spendings
know
that lips aren't trophies

Hieronymus Bosch Jokingly

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lend me

your ear

no--

your other

(the one that

faces left

when you smirk)

detachable vagina

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robots!

intoxicated inward

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eyeballs crossed over

i SEE you

with my bad eye

butterfly kisses tomorrow

today nothing

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I do not believe that the revolution is finished.

Wrap me in the scarf of your culture,

& I'll pretend not to remember as much as I do.

*

How many glasses of wine on a Wednesday?

When the Shortest Poem is Not Short Enough...

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I will then turn to the unwritten letter

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Cut teeth on venery---

play at "marbles"

until the dogs come out

with their hands in knots.

Don't undo the knots,

but trace them back

to origins---

Maria, or Diego Velazquez.

I'll be there in my best dress

when you wake up

to

also---your face a slur (now) of this

in the sheets of plastic

you drew around me.

snow

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Look! a moving light---

the snowmen in the park

waving their arms

side to side---

I am full of love.

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trees teething tether me to sea

window

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At my own chosen speed---

fire, ice, a little vial of violet.

*

Someone planted a tree in the Georgia snow.
I unhinged it.

*

Is it still me, or am I feeling the aftereffects of my soul?

bold little weevil of giraffe

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that's you of few and sprocketed beliefs
beleaved and so

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My little loves---

I see you receding.

Solitary

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trauma tongues of flames
erase our surroundings

alone...

will just any shape suffice?

Currency Today

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(...) disaster echoes transmitted from tooth
to heart to tongue
and out over the suave heads that nod
and condemn something
so simple as raising a broken glass to
twin suns pulsing in delicately hairy tombs.

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my favorite image of you...

…between willing knees, oak sprouts wondrous sap--in amber
spring for tongue tapped-out--an acorn borne inside cupule;
the tenderness of womb

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Almost in Vienna. Paid the money. Going to be "jade." Or silt. Would play the same game again if asked.

Europa Europa

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Oh for a walk through Vienna with you.

*

Dear sinthome:

keep me.

*

Cold mornings are obsolete.

The fairytale recedes into

the thoughts of $.

no no vienna

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The birthplace.

*

I am destitute without

the horses that

buzz like wires.

musk-

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et. s.

have trailed

through--

& deep between--

the given

folds

hold

(deep in sediment

of Dead Sea's

murky extracts)

all tender mollusks,

panting, parting, drinking

cracking shells

like wave & rock

against the backlash

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Blake alone was, is, real.

*

Oh for that clear purity

of vision---

not for the piano

in the moving van,

tied to the ship

of "maybe later"...

braver than you

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taller than you
slighter than you
primed for you
yet yet yet
slicker than you
sweeter than you
younger than view point
point five

mobile

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Two jams---

both flavors

were "noodled."

We made down from silk,

elucidated what

I wasn't going to say.

*

If said, with a pinch,

what's better than

beta? What's better

than having been touched?

By us? Or you?

pinned

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It's a pretty little sliver.
The bottoms of her feet
a fetishist's dream. Wrinkly soles,
moony cuticles, the sweet keratin
marooned.

dis-

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I took back

the gold.

Hagiography is a lost art.

"Two" or "need"

canceled the machine.

What's left of poetry

is one part free love,

one part allegorical ocean...

found

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Depending
on their size,
puffballs have been
mistaken
for everything
from golf balls
to sheep.

puer aeternus

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Don't show me your ugly drugs---

a few grown-up things are still,

you know, "hot."

At the Mouth of

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In wait are currents expected to suddenly seize up, causing synapses to roar, elegant fissures to balk at the split of cardinal points, numbers, and oceanic debris

Caught in the curl

endlessness etched

believe in belief

and be caught

preconscious

reprise

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confederate wound
arrests the shake
implicit overdose
ramakes our fast
come hither comma
I endorse you
dame you damn
climb dumb limber
adequate deneuve maybe
be be be
holden 2 caulF

pure

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Did best impression---

what's one hand
on my blouse

or two? Did worst vibe---

you carried it off

into the aether,

I took you back.

Would still do it again.

Will.

Montpellier

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You can't move a horn, kaleidoscope a single
                  shard, or bronze horsemen through a valley
when you doze near Constance.

            Tiny, too.       And lime grinds an orchard fresco
under his brother's stillness, fast. Your lowest
      thought to carry darkness from a night
we had never stolen.

Ovoviviparity

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this month's model

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Underneath a crust of violet
she emerges, merges, evens out

into an event:

"Come take back the silt---"
she says. Her hair's gold as

green bills. "You were always
beautiful---" he notes, in passing.

*

I won't be there for the coda.

Will you be?

snakes

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living creatures began to appear in the painted water
snakes & alligators writhed out, swam through
which had been my plan with the painting all along

***

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The faded neighborhood---

a "hymnal" of five colors.

I want it to be in contact with me, so I elucidate its better qualities.

And what
can we say
of the gardenias

that bloom

out of the garden,

overrunning their courses?

*

Red, blue, white. Black, green.
Blue, purple, silver. Gold, gray.
Orange, blue, yellow, white, red.

.................................

(this ambient line will repeat itself, as if on a billboard of dust....)

Yes, please

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My arms
are sharp
to scratch you with

because

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anonymous poems are fundamentally

more

beautiful zones

insanity strikes at midnight

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half-sleep detoxing from reality
mixing bowl dream state opening every single pore
he said "the answers will be revealed in question"
she questions a real significance shot back to the beginning...

Catholic School

2008-01-08T09:58:00.000-08:00

Poe's bite marks pass notes in the hallway
Like two hands to mystery the cryptic zoo

Your mouth was sleep's locker
Evangeline I remember you well

Last Might

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You sent me this text

message: "Good might to you too."
.
.
.
.
Afterwards he said, "Pass me the scotch

tape, your leg is loosely and bluely

breaking off."

from "Cryptic Zoo"

2008-01-08T08:03:00.000-08:00

Fly through lilac gong
tuned to a sparrow’s
no, a swallow’s kiss

In line

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I opened my identification papers.

Therein was a photo of a young woman, maybe 17. Her photo gave me instructions.

Understand that there never was a you in her.

Poe's mouth was considered beautiful.

And then, of course, my leg with the bite marks.

tag

2008-01-07T13:51:00.000-08:00

You brushed my blouse at zero---
two hands---
reticulate the

obvious mystery.

So comely never wishes. Staring at the ocean, in its reversal. Some, in the slant of sleep, will swallow us, before we have a chance (a chance! abandon chance woman!) to go back to the zone.

You bursared my blouse at one---

to tell it in "advance"---

one willow, a breath from a sunless seacrest.

*

I won't tell you my new name. (Unless I do.)

Adolescent

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In the suburbs of Eden,

your mouth prettily zero-shaped

by a fresh batch of peppercorns.

practipica

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morning (slur a singular / particulates make meaning
morning (slur a singular / particulates make meaning
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morning (slur a singular / particulates make meaning
morning (slur a singular / particulates make meaning
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Hölderlin's De Lorean

2008-01-07T11:10:00.000-08:00

A disorder that involves both mind and body,
Pocket full of posies. They hear him, these voices,
Gull-wing doors with fiberglass foolish grins.

I'll be there at your place at 3am
Screw me up dismantling glances

The Proposal

2008-01-07T08:08:00.000-08:00

"I'm composing marriage vows. I plan to leave them on my husband's girlfriend's voicemail. I write: 'At first you were a light in a dark time… As times brightened and darkened again, you remained constant and needed, a spring sun. Does the sun delight in what it warms? But I aspire to be more than a grateful recipient of your warmth. I will be to your sun a second sun, and transmit back all the light you've given me, so that we can give not out of need, but out of delight, endlessly.' I call the number and listen to her voice on the answering machine. Oh, that accent! … I can't marry this woman, it's hopeless."

Let's Say

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Within this dance two bodies become three at the gate of teeth and sand. A forgetful rose tangos alone on shell flagstone as signs of an impending decline appear on slivers from an obsidian dome
—under this static gods will roast!

(…the rose wilts under an observatory’s glare)

From desert mount to sea crest a screen will be drawn. Every thread saturated with the color most likely to succeed in representing an experience that is rare, unique, and available to all. Let’s say this color is the spiral of a drone or the spine of a bee as it enters the hive to find supine the essence of yellow and spice. A fragment of eyed fragrance combing riverside bloom to salt nettle dredged from memory’s vine. The aforementioned spiral will curve outwards following sound ribboned in dust blue with mauve calligraphies resisting.

Morning time with a bee on my shoulder taking in the scene

Excerpt from "Limboville," an unfinished novel

2008-01-07T06:35:00.000-08:00

...Pearls of aspirin, chocolate bullets. Separate maladies in the time of cold weather.

It’s bad to want The Loved One. His name is Lord to me. Pressed into this world like a Roosevelt dime. Candles burn and I see him behind a splash of starlings. The Loved One does this deliberately. Wandering. He is a kite in the clouds. I am the good sailor of the lost afternoon.

Year of the Goat slingshots in to re-build itself. Year of the Want. I wanted to put my hand on him like a cameo. He is mine at dinner. I am constructed to have him. I am an accomplished study; I know my Queen’s thigh bone.

Slowly, slowly we are spinning upwards.

I am equaled in time and stillness only by the willow.

Impressions received by radio wave. His favorite lemon-colored, tie-dyed scarf.

I dedicated my summer nights to the excitement of his silvery star. I cast myself down outside his house. Always at his feet.

I knew his symptoms. I sent a whole pound of black licorice. I say that by way of embarrassment. Stealing, then exchanging these days. What a body! The “yes” I said in vain to it. Chocolate covered cherries given on a million occasions. Oh, white Nike. In an instant my mind is calling, and I want to huddle him in my arms and jump. I think I can handle it...

Coma: Nine Dreams

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1. sour fluid eats at breast(1) --acidic tannins

2. damoiselle--black & blue

3. where child now sun--a treacherous yellow--python-galled(2)

4. of sea-self mirrored in chrysalis

5. a boudoir(3)--garden of beds

6. one small nerve meter--ticking

7. books--hand-sewn--have narrowed this spine

8. fingertips--puzzle of skin--secrets inlaid

9. with something inexplicable(4) --spectre-eyed

________________________________

1. crests of pink star fruit: sand dollar disks

2. just the birds are silent with surprise--Blixa Bargeld on Total
Eclipse of the Sun

3. calmly laid: as in her ermine & German croon

4. briefly fills skin with the scent of freedom

All the stories

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I’ve ever told inside poems are drafts
To bigger lies so I’m giving up.

I’m going to be
a trapeze artist, a snake

charmer’s armpit, an experi-
mental

Experimenter, a chemist whose sheer
Commitment to crystal growth

Makes contaminants bloom
Continents inside test tubes blue.

beta bug

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Asleep while waking
I whistle---

a tune, for you---

(&, hence, for me).

lilliput

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miniature eyes eggs
watch me
from the television

what is perversion