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Monday, May 26, 2014

mimetic feint


From behind the shelf
I lay my head on
nights without blinds
young creamsicle pain
rugburn deluxe striations
fresh and cool   stored and enjoyed
on hot greased rollers
is how they built the
very stainless just in case

regarding
planiform points
swung into profundis
or sunny days thrust
into pointilist bouquet
another success story
for the animator ever after
whatever comes after that
the glass is marked
by its audience

*

Letters of formal complaint
performed for the river
a technology
freezes the ground
containing within fused porticoes
the devil’s breakfast
a change of state from the sullied
to peek through the smaller gate
unburdening to cavalry
fed cheap off the pillage
but stumped by the guns
one last century
can’t go under it — humping the self
actually a whiter shade, a premium
slavering, who rolled off the back
of the truck & lived to sail to hell

*

All the robins are on the dirt lawn
they need no advisors
dirt is not infinite
there are two types of competitors
brushing can remove belief
while encountering and numbering their songs
sampling for marginality itself a science
but advice between branches inappropriate
if it’s a solid house, the birds don’t care
don’t leave out the air between them
does it rust the bust?
no body knows
the toil of the worm


*

everything bloomed late and dragged on
wanting out of unsheathed envy
to imitate the allergen
stood up with hives
& pissed to fall
the gurney–pushers were uninterested in conversation
with above–board
wet underwear types
piles of paper on the routine call
sterilization
would keep the turnover down
breathing deeply the forensics
of a b.s. call, scissors at belt
to cut into the mummy
& extract the crucial viscera
evolutionary pathways niggled the votes
debating small differences
revocation of licenses for a seizure
induced decimation
a year early for Messiah
but a few grains stuck around
when the heart rate dropped
and all, thoroughly, together cut & struck

*


if any other mind
bothered or blathered
up the soap stain
into Safe markets
where influence
never a rose the same
after she lay scratching
dose independent
together did part
dryshod moonwalking
to what they had to say
childish quivering
bitjitters beyond them
and the lever of age
undermining
all the live long
long long grain

vasty heaps of any
responsive variety
until they up it
fungal sleep
through unprofitable chat
longer than
nobody no longer
there
it’s hard to know
why you linger
injury
landmark
face and dinner guest
family fate
pointlessly delayed
let your hair hang
for the mower


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