Friday, December 28, 2007

of all the dead people she's metĀ none had been so still
Jump
JJJJJJJumper
(is only a sweater (in england) andare go)a go go
and a smear on the pavement (cimente )
go go ago
not a perspiring gash on a legless ledge and smiling
it's a new year cherish theĀ 
fall go cherish your own sweet reflection
in the pon(D)s
or

medulla
cave
cake(D)

can we set up a place
next door and call it
s{o}y

Friday, December 14, 2007

looked and there was a looming word
so held lurching ( well, huh, that's a given )
found some corner when it flew over striking
my flowerpot ( never clay, asshole )
full
3
baggies, raw, uncultured material spliced
baa
baa
( pick up the phone after dinner makes
you weak )
black only soot shepherd
turned and spoke to the clan dancing softly
said, he never stood a chance
blew the cover
just off and hit a wall close
cried the other one's girl (who took the job, despite the late hours )
never stood absurdly
lay curls
out
in a row
bah
ham
ma
fell in the flood strum gun gun junk
funk