Forever in another dress
or wearing a jacket like the grave
digging the clock with no hands
from the memory of a snow flake
melting its body
into the ocean of time.
There is always time in forever
and eternity is right now
so all the fistfights and traffic jams
might as well bow out
they are passing like the breeze
and what is left of forever
is only the fire we need.
Open sentence
Fragment
brain piece of
syncopation
rhythm of ocean
heartbeat
fraction
-----
Open like a suitcase on the beach
spilling all my secrets to anyone in
reach. Feeling the warp and shiver
of jet lag. Wondering by the
seashore staring at the stars. I drown
in the rhythm of some Spanish
guitar. . . .
-----
second call lightning bolt
transparent talk
cut by cocktail
Ice caps at the airport bar
waiting to taxi the pain--
stolen moments in front of
another television snowstorm
after the channel
goes off air
Myself in a shell of television.
Another manikin football game
gridiron apocalypse very savory
cigarette wine running like a river
down the bleachers
stand people screaming
people individual
this is part of a big old stadium
collective they want one sided
windows & have one deal only.
-----
Moon rover absorbing sunshine
reflecting light off aluminum panel
spacemen leaping over golf balls
Taking pictures with special
Hasselblad
meanwhile Jill and Johnny
down by the river
look up at the moon and declare
their love
Someday we will be forgiven
for how little we know
and how much
we think we know
Confused by the mishap
surrounding the nomenclature.
I'm just wondering
where the ostrich laid the
golden egg.
I see the feathers
and the boas
and top hats and canes
the popping champagne corks
swinging from the chandeliers
everybody's tap dancing on linoleum
these days
swimming in the fountains
with little bubbly surprises
jumping into their synapse
gaps
exploding some kind
of bliss download
or heavenly epiphany
of psychedelic manifestation
of truly pure happiness
and you know
you hit the high seas
in a little boat
and you flow
and you wonder if it's the
hurricane or the high tide
or if you're going to just glide
into the
beach. I just said Shiroi you doing over here
mag tell you to bring my camera
Aggie what you doing
Tina Buzzito Cinema Cadillac
and I'll Toyo classic GEN lady
YTV a Samka eigenvalue monkeying around
all the time I make up excuses
and store is not listen to what I say
allied to hit you upside the head with a
Kroboth allthingsd Maechi Singoalla Baxano
down and draw some consciousness in
with you oxygen and then you know
you won't be fed dentist up houses
give you some more Jan send you
back to my Cadillac's it's time for you
to give it to me
now
There was a coconut
falling on my head
knocks me out a while
I see stars and birds
are doing cartoons
but that's okay
at least
you know
she was nearby
at least I'm
on the beach
listening
to the rain source
through the eternal
song.
-----
They were messing around town
like they had a death purpose
that (we knew)
they were wearing around for a
download sequence of
somnambulistic mojo or
teardrop scenario =
I'll south side hipster you.
even the friendship started to smoke
American spirits
no better than nothing
they don't pretend to be anymore
but they're probably pretending
The crocus cries
chrysanthemum tears.
dawn calls
like crow
falling from a lightning bolt.
-----
Infinite morning
frozen in amber
another cloud
of bliss
floating above existential
variable chromatics like
butterfly colors
changing your name
to a highway.
----
A Bedtime Story
Mr. bones
was passed out
asleep on the couch.
and Crow
was on the wing chair
sleeping
in Mr. bones' hat.
Suddenly,
around 3 a.m.
Mr. bones sat up
and looked around.
He looked over at Crow,
who was looking back at him,
half asleep,
with one eye open
and one eye closed.
"Where are we?"asked Mr. bones.
"Same place we've always been," Said Crow.
Mr. bones said, "Well,
that explains it."
"Right," said Crow,
"now why don't you go
back to sleep."
"Good idea," said Mr Bones,
"Of course."
....to be continued... Vivacious introspection
was hounding me
on that cold
wintry day
I was locked
inside
and I was locked
inside myself
Every time
I turned around
the fire started
every time
I turned around
a gun went off
every time
I turned around
my baby wanted to
give me a book She drew blood last time
always waiting for nothing
I was just standing talking
thinking evolution
---
I was smoking a cigarette
at the gasoline store
and hallucinating that Karen Noster
is so subtle
transmissions
and the download from
some cherry star radio
waves
into a full soul band
ever playing
groove machine planet
firecrackers
---
Groggy
I wake up in the morning
stumbling
belly grumbling
rumbling
Tongue coated
like they do
on a putting green
Turn your mind insight out
hand the steering wheel
to your heart
Inside out
---
Is your availability on top of doing
the gravitational way my love would
never stop?
You like crazy baby I love you like it
there in the gravitational way my love
would never stop.
My nervous agitation can hang his
hat pretty much as soon as he
doesn't have anything to do~~
another education about this on
Monday~~
stations about rotations~~of a
camera next to me~~about a car
next to you~~about a girl etc.
Frog pond
like Saskatchewan
lacks some tennis
On the midnight watch.
walking
down the road
when
goldfish
swim into
eye sockets
with roses
all inside and outside
expanding
into another
dream
-----
The caps me back
if anyone would
ever change
for
anything
that comes from my heart
I feel purposeful
speaking here
or likely
need for speed
so I don't feel justified
ask him
for payment
I like the part about Pete
I'm talking pizza times
West Antarctica.
Because
if I paid
the North State Street
and I might
it was 18 or something
not much pleasure
whiskey and the floating
like a garment industry
glass to give up
smoking.
I guess not really
ultimately
want to reduce taking
this is experimentwith energy and hills
I do have to work
on talk
and get some work done
and say hello to the folks
once in a while
anyway
I accidentally....
what is it going all designator innocent now.....
I'm obsessed with the question
what doesn't matter lately
have me doing time
is yes and no
is no doesn't matter
no of course not
how good it doesn't
matter is of course a test
note with universal energies
become involved and what, no
effective me
thought if we were tired
every glass of whiskey
ordered anything
remembered
and then remembered
if he Belvedere
nice at least
we
if we guess
every heartbeat
if we're pretending
to have me abruptly ended
phone call
across the whole
wide world
of course
it matters
his questions
with no answers
or always the same answers
is no answer
no evil extinction
understanding the distance
behind we don't do windows
being moment
of sleep gentle
tasty restaurants;
for sleep cycle
short whiskey bagels
for cigarettes at least
I can remember
pretend
I'm still smoking
and drinking a jack-o'-lantern snapping
going to start
conflicted burst
the slate venetian blinds
license it
into brilliant
gorgeous
two panels
so I can smoke
the smoke testing
from disagreement
want some creams
popped through my mouth
and then the stumble
couldn't run the comparison dive into sleeps
living
that's not going to waking
walking dreams
for a few hours to go
phenoms world
then come back
resting maybe
we sent lady Bloomery
definitely
and still
wondering doesn't matter
I guess it doesn't matter
when I get it doesn't matter
what I do today
good look at the airport
and flying to Hawaii
that worked
with that
Have you ever...
trying to hold onto you
leaving
a phone beeps
you squeezing today
is almost like talking
hold onto my slips and slides
from going off and then you
have to leave into the land
give up on the Sandcastle plan
because that is also imaginary
-----
Little Miss in orbit
so answer
like in the possibilities of
his destinations
the Chinese vase of foolish
dreams~~the only kind worth
pursuing in this life anyway~~
I know I'm judgmental
but in a good way
it's all a matter of survival
someone
should've rewritten this code
long-ago
the nebular distribution
of elements
in true capacity of feeling
are all off frequency
like radio stations in reverse
and the new white noise station getting all the attention
due to the
didn't know
of noxious morning bros.
That secret sunrise
dissolving behind her eyes
lost treasure somewhere
I know one thing
She could be here with me
on a plane to magical land
but for some reason that story
is happening in some other
book. Open inscrutable
Nouns pounding down
Sound resounding
Delirious telegraph wires
And church spires
Spiraling towards
Heaven above
All last breaths
Are a sigh.
---
Little gumdrop Horacio little silver
splinter on the playground watching
the swingset dogs run after sticks
bringing them back sunshine and
then love the day sunset shining the
clouds look like golden ships on
azure ocean of the velvety blue
I miss you
Fascination of illness
troubling your imagination style
not knowing what's wrong
with the mechanism
broken
or just a little
pebble in the hubcap
going to work itself out
is it Dr. time
ambulance time
wait-and-see time
TV time
push yourself
outside
into the fresh air time
jump in jack time
to go get
wild drunk
in spite of
all of it
and maybe
that'll flush out the poison
kind of time
which time is
it.
nothing
to go on
intuition
all exacerbated
my pain
get sick good
gut punch
upside
down
gyroscope
thermometer broken
somewhere Borderland funkadelic
on the frozen gizmo machine
outside raining bullets
and sleet
and rain drops
and snow
and snowdrops
and chocolates
and chocolate drops
and boxes of chocolates
it's raining all sorts of things
outside
some tasty
some lethal
just don't know
to carry Becca hothead
or helmet
or some kind of iron
umbrella. Open
in the open air
top down
Mind blown
by disparate
Awesome awarenesses
disrobing
Perpetually perceptually
every Moment
you are
aware or alive.
Skimming
from the top
Jimmy and Suzy
at the laundromat
taken they pants off
every chance they could get
stealing them kisses
every chance
running in the alley
you know
they found a car
they jumped it
and then cough down the highway burning fuel
setting fire to the pavement
nine cigarettes and
drinking whiskey
like nobody's business
believe those two
got away with almost anything
they enjoyed it
and they lived
a jai alai
Shining
always silhouettes
femme fatale's
and negligent smoking
cigarettes and bondholders
we also
going to connect
fire with
fire
getting tossed around
one crazy language
Sharkansky learned my cynicism and razor Wittgenstein insights
with heroes antidotes and rhythms and delusions
wasn't it all just a crazy game
no
the curtains could burst into flame
at any moment
fire was just like
when the gun in the desktop computer locking key
supposedly well the
place was a K
Haunting blue dark sinister slow terrifying brokenhearted blue blue black night some stars shining through
The built-in grid
appealed to him
for the
nonhierarchical structure it offered
for this reason
it became
the quickest matrix
for many artists
associated with
minimal Secretly savage
beneath the wild palms
unraveling mystery
endlessly unwired
unsung
unrung like a ladder
without questions
instead of elevations
and descensions
more like swimming
actually
in a pool full of whiskey
besotted
blissfully
yet sober
I can't explain it
just take my word
sort of like when Mrs Robinson
does that thing with her earring
and the phone
and you are the one
she's talking to the café is all broken
up in angles
he was confused
about his coffee instruction
last cigarette
he gave it to a girl
she came up and asked
she's beautiful
didn't want to take his camera
someone's last cigarette
walked away
between her lips
he wants to ensure alignment consolidation included
for her
but now
he was out of cigarettes
call me
remember well
Down around Tuesday
I saw a wino~~
he was having a good time
all the ladies of the night
dancing around him
and he was lighting up
like a Chinese lantern
everybody walk by
throwing him a dime
he collecting it
in a big bag
and went down to the liquor stall
and bought
a bunch of champagne
for all the ladies
when he came back
they still there
and were in their fishnet stockings
in their boas and their crazy hats
and dresses that barely fit
they just exploding at the seams
and their feet be jitterbugging
on the sidewalk
so sweet
they say Mr. wino
let's all get a room
and have a party
let's give you a real treat
something you'll never forget
after all it's new years eve...
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