Monday, February 20, 2017

horse cackle cackle

horse the horse ring the sung rings slowly
encircled by magnetic fields
the horse answers hammers its knee with a bleat
do you have a full can full of prince albert
hee bop bee bop cackle cackle

the mother shall be a man

poetry of landing squibs
deformities of the face
what is the proper way to wash a church

hypergolic (self-igniting when mixed) propellants
entirely separated from the body
may be drained

counterfeit parts of inferior quality
are like a two-legged stool
this is common knowledge

botanical nomenclature
things really destroyed
by snipers, gang cats and looters

the wine-dark sea

i must go down to the seas again
i have heard the mermaids singing
have you built your ship of death?
we will not wander more
and sweep through the deep
the boundless deep
ding dong bell
god save
sails dropt
a soft sea
that silent sea
the sea took pity
ho! ho! the breakers roared
of his bones are coral made
the boy stood on the burning deck
looking out over the wine-dark sea

a cento is a poetical work wholly composed of verses or passages taken from other authors, disposed in a new form or order.

Sunday, February 19, 2017

how to become beautiful and true and authentic and explain dreams

wild adventures
electric air
letters to ladies pigeons and rabbits
if we only live long enough
these small things are useless
what it mean

of the of the air
of the of the clouds
through the clouds
kindly turn the handle

ghost dancers under the skin
there surreal touches to be found
a clearing of space for voices
sting like a gooseberry
this is not generally done
it do very little harm

you can tell by a glance
the fatal mistake
the keep birds

affirmations of a bear

listen, men
gentlemens of the city
i am energized
i am a large dopey bear
i feel joy and contentment

i have a pungent aroma
i smile at life
i have a life plan
i like salmon pretty well
i choose happiness

i aspire to be a disney bear
i am worthy of love
i fart copiously
in full-throated ease
i create daily opportunities

i dream of being a circus performer
fed at a heavenly table
i debauch many berries
how far a bear can go to
there are no limits

Saturday, February 18, 2017

that place taboo

unspeakable secrets
restore the head
from the deepest hollows
let us leave evil behind
this world dead to us now
the presence of star light can decolorize
the white lights still and moving and twinkling
we have been transformed into shapes of different kinds
in the north, the east, the south and the west

stealing from the ruins

a chicken and a pig
do their death scene
a flash of sunlight
the universe makes sense

one who supplicates is
a man of action
a young man of cement
turned into a white bird

can you keep a secret?
the most powerful
seek to make the
game less palatable

a cento on disney movies

poison them, drown them, bash them on the head
how many times do i have to kill you?
get back in there before i break your other leg
this place is like a graveyard
dead and meaty and red

they tied me in a big sack
they chopped me into firewood
i'll take you apart and put you back together
don't care how you kill the little beasts
forgive me a cruel chuckle

got any chloroform?
take a big drag, like this
give me that gun
you can take him out and beat him
drown them, for all i care

a cento is a poetical work wholly composed of verses or passages taken from other authors, disposed in a new form or order.

Sunday, February 12, 2017

all creatures great and hirrible

last night i dreamt
the vast beneath
moon broken light
great misty deep
the grievous way
black sun heat
eats men alive
wild harrowing beasts
lizard-headed pygmies
mighty earless hounds
sad monotonies

a giant white howler

by being dead you are dead dead
dead cement plants blooming
thank the powers of darkness
big teeth explore terra incognita
run from tongueless mouths
gape like pure at sin graves
that eat eat more than
they can eat eat

Saturday, February 11, 2017

study herod, madame, study herod

if you reside in north america
notwithstanding the foregoing
please read this carefully
your sister, she's a very sick man

you must not misuse
reverse engineer, decompile, disassemble, display, perform
have they started sawing a woman in half yet?
unlawful, harmful, threatening, abusive, tortious, defamatory, libelous, vulgar, lewd, profane

distribute, lease, license, sell, rent, convert
was that you or the duck?
limitation, copyrights, trademarks, service marks, trade secrets, know how, inventions, patents, patent applications, moral rights
i'm always that way after i eat radishes

transcript of the trailer for t.s. eliot's the wasteland

in a world where memory mixes with desire...
hyacinth girl...death by water...
nerves bad...dead men...
hurry up...good night... weialala leia... water... rico...
spoke thunder...sat on shore...
london bridge falls...shantih...

go you to the dead

moon leaves rustle as their shapes shift
they traverse the miles
carrying good carrying bad
no one wants good
it pleased the almighty to quiet the storms with one voice
to quiet the thunder at the center of the universe
they rise and fly in the air
rising past brilliant clouds rising past suns lit in red
calling for some mercy from the dark side of man
crossing the sea in the ethereal blue luminous
were there for all who wish to prolong
buried in black and still know we are
we know and live in twinkling of eye

Wednesday, February 8, 2017

on the furiousness of george

i had the strangest dreamer
an inconsistent series of concentric circles
when i waked up, i was a pigeon
consumed with an envious for peanuts
i was in a room with you once time before
yeah, with you've
we all took turns beating each others up
i think it's nicest

trapped in a bathroom stalled
right leg extended in a straight lined and resting on left leg
let me out of here right of way
there's only one way out
the manchild in the womb
has both foots chewed off by an ape
first you have to tell me what's the problem are, henrietta
i don't think you can hold your breaths long enough

Sunday, February 5, 2017

is he clever look at his teeth

you my shining wind horse but
you is crummy moronic type
i surprised you take so seriously
the nonsense jeez i surprised

are you not ashamed? insouciant?
somnolent? recumbent? what is that?
fond of lies shams and bad manners
you know very well all that passes

we be vigilant manly rugged men
horsing in the salami roughhouse
salome can smell the fire horse and
there is a dull and a sickening thud

run for the doctor in all directions
in the azure glow of the sweat sun
you are the penultimate you are
my or my til the bitter end of now

he what we designate as boneless
a dollar flew in he did not hesitate
protecting the nonsense is the policy
he believe events can be influenced

i would rather be living in botswana
to the extent permitted by cool-ass law
there ain't no trees in my misty lungs
before i die i'm yelling out the window

a mouse did run

it is wise to bring some water
when one goes out to look for water.
so please move your ass.
charlie don't surf.
dennis surfed.
brian couldn't surf.
it was a dark and stormy night.
as pretty as an airport.
twinkle, twinkle, little bat.
the minister needed it to stuff a cushion.
never trust a man with short legs.
i'll see your horse and raise you a grand piano.
around here we don't give a man a funeral
unless we're pretty sure he needs one.
we were all going direct to heaven.
we don't steal cable in heaven.
a mouse did run.
this story is done.

Saturday, February 4, 2017

this air is getting into my lungs

alone with the alone beings
the desolate cat wind takes your eyes out
as the teddy bears bend around corners
and falling stars plummet into the seas

do not drag me into the happy
the day is superb
but mortals get remorseful
they are very hard and impenetrable

Friday, February 3, 2017

on removing a box from the closet (and then putting it back)

o glorious and yet somehow sort of inglorious carton
how i long to empty myself into thee
to take off my shoe (and sock) and fling it (them)
into thy yawning chasm that in truth
is yet but only about a foot on each side
you are small and yet you contain multitudes
and yet you contain nothing at all
except a cap from a bottle of yoo hoo
and three dead bees, dessicated and rattling for all of eternity
o, i fear that they will never live to know the joy of stinging again
o, that i could be a bee being and having been within these four brown cardboard walls
in a space that is full of nothing much but space

Sunday, January 29, 2017

i hope this is a bad country

times are hard a crown of diamonds
i think some know the fear suddenly
there they were elements
i must stop into the world
go to the stars very, very high
i just sat down at the recent
more than a hundred you the future
i don’t think we were deep
don't you think into the wrong
i’m not even returned to darkness
it was possible that grotesque characters
i don’t want to they are asleep
they don't speak any a relatively quiet
i was busy on the near future

Daffy Duck vs. Macbeth

So foul and fair a day I have not seen.
Get me a proctologist right away!!
I'm so crazy I don't know this isn't possible.
The earth hath bubbles, as water has.
Here, have a swig o' swampwater!
I drink to the general joy o' the whole table.

You have insulted me! We meet on the field of onion!
When the battle's lost and won.
Fair is foul, and foul is fair.
I wish that burrito was stuck on your big dumb nose!
Hover through the fog and filthy air.
Thanks for the sour persimmons, cousin.

By the pricking of my thumbs,
Something wicked this way comes.
A Methersthmidt. A whole meth of Methersthmidts.
False face must hide what the false heart doth know.
He's colder than a foundered flounder!
Cute like a stomach pump!

Why the copious flow of lacrimal fluid, my querulous canine?
Let not light see my black and deep desires.
What, you egg!
I must become a borrower of the night.
They pluck out mine eyes.
Oh, you can't bounce a meatball.
Obviously I'm dealing with inferior mentalities.

How goes the world, sir, now?
It will have blood; they say, blood will have blood.
I'll muzzle that inebriated canary!
Is this a dagger which I see before me.
The moon is down; I have not heard the clock.
Oh brother, I'm a buzzboy!
You need a house to go with this door-knob!!

Hamlet's Cabin Boy

Not a mouse stirring.
O horrible, O horrible, most horrible!
Something is rotten in the state of Denmark.
We should call this place Wackyville.

A man may fish with the worm that hath eat of a king
And eat of the fish that hath fed of that worm.
Excellent well; you're a fishmonger.
We're just here to catch fish and stink.
O! my offence is rank, it smells to heaven.
I hate those fancy lads!

My soul is full of discord and dismay.
I'm always flattered when a psychotic becomes smitten with me.
I must be cruel, only to be kind.
Like a snake sheds its fur.
I will speak daggers to her, but use none.
I cut off their heads with a nail clipper.

Therefore, since brevity is the soul of wit,
And tediousness the limbs and outward flourishes,
I will be brief.
Wanna buy a monkey?

My words fly up, my thoughts remain below.
Do you see yonder cloud that's almost in shape of a camel?
What could be stranger than a big fatass floatin' cupcake?
Don't let 'em give you any of that flank steak bullshit.

Good-night, ladies; good-night, sweet ladies; good-night, good-night.
Where be your gibes now? your gambols? your songs?
Your fish stick kitties!
Good-night, sweet prince;
And flights of angels sing thee to thy rest.
You'll have my glass eye foggin' over.
You've been like the drunken, abusive grandfather I never had.

the day we kicked a puppet

we stood there upon the shore of a vast mud puddle
enraptured by the rustling of each other's genomes
but it all felt perfunctory
like the underside of a badger

you reached out a hand to me and it fell off
plopped into the mud
and a flying mud squirrel
swooped down and made off with it

so now we are tidal locked
by the gravitas of our latent potentialities
our skulls laden with moldering whispers from the back of an azure eternity
and so we must stipulate new parameters

all the toenails that ever were

so she sat there beneath the moldering cornice
the one
in the room
right there
sixteen miles from the chattahoochee river

next to a lamp
drinking from a bottle of turtle wax
(pepsi, actually)
(i have no idea why i said that)
(poetic license?)

a flake of paint
wafts from the ceiling
the one above her
what is this life all about?
drifts through the azure light of the nightlight

the river runs fast this time of year
she sprays pepsi through her nose
jumps to her feet
snag her loose toenail on the rug
once they had a dog named pipper
o pipper

tries to imagine
all the toenails
that have ever graced the feet
of everyone who has ever lived

make a grilled cheese sandwich
pipper is just bones

Saturday, January 28, 2017

the rats of hallelujah

the cow has platinum bearings
ssurreal artifacts of ssskin eyes
toes shapes necessary for health

i beg your i was i beg shoes should
not be eaten bless my silk lady
hat for this is oh so not so true

horse out the barn well a little loopy
spewing hyena skulls pretty kettles
of fish extracted from hills and clouds

we wear golden clothing and think
how dreadful it is but how this is bad
how else can you keep germs self-taught

coarse dragged by the spare quadruped
fastened with tiny silvertin eyelids popping
crawling at the life of at the foot dirge

food is fly is under when strange stars say
born a very peculiar hundred years with
the emperor talking to electric monarchs

Saturday, January 21, 2017

the giant person of body

i was grasping a large porpoise
and waving an immense hat at a small chair
and life is fascinating on every level
and thinking of our presents problems
i’m crying far for there is no way
we must not land there
baseball pitchers know this
start the chronometer, edward

a cat loves a mouse loves a dog
you have a wonderful fondness for mice
the sea slugs can't hear the ear wigs
the ear wigs can't see the sea slugs
the shooters are well matched
and shooting matches as the
whole shooting match winds up
start the chronometer now