15 February 2010
iceman
i am the neanderthal you vivify
my blood is synthetic and dry
under a plastic sheath i breathe
the ice melts, cells synthesize
nails and skin putrid stink
open mouth rigid teeth
dilating pupils
grave alive
12 February 2010
neural decoding
nowhere maps of nowhere time
shapeless space void undefined
kidnapped hiding place
retinas tapped for deeper face
thinking side under light
tool to be measured
infinite kite
shapeless space void undefined
kidnapped hiding place
retinas tapped for deeper face
thinking side under light
tool to be measured
infinite kite
10 February 2010
rememorium
cracks of bones tangled veins floating boats apartment frytonight a try
epitome canned time
cognition applied
distraction belied apparatus to die
08 February 2010
enter not
a depth to it surely is there
where
i do not
care
increase in kbps
flattened stare
into what am i looking
it is not
there
where
i do not
care
increase in kbps
flattened stare
into what am i looking
it is not
there
04 January 2010
puzzles picking
PERFECTION PROJECT
PERFECTION PRACTICE PROJECT
PRACTICE PROJECT PERFECT
puzzles picking
dissecting the brain
latent reactions
taming the stain
to transcend without
movement
to sharpen the
blade
to cut with precision
to reread the same.
i write over sane.
24 November 2009
22 November 2009
east/west
head west head west not east head west
myriads of sufferings in either direction
correction:
brains die seascapes lie
then dirt is your newest confection.
horses riding trail
parallel to solarsails
populating layers, time and space
myriads of sufferings in either direction
correction:
brains die seascapes lie
then dirt is your newest confection.
horses riding trail
parallel to solarsails
populating layers, time and space
15 November 2009
not as bad as it sounds
shortly after a hazing dream of horrid clammering fear
i near a desert calling sharply, gnawing silence, hear:
nothing no one only years of dissolution...tears,
what appears to eyes and ears,
emotion, musings, conscience mirror human waste
the gears run forward, backward, stop.
PAIN
i near a desert calling sharply, gnawing silence, hear:
nothing no one only years of dissolution...tears,
what appears to eyes and ears,
emotion, musings, conscience mirror human waste
the gears run forward, backward, stop.
PAIN
01 November 2009
29 October 2009
terza rima test I
prepare for the worst case scenario
squander the lushness of being
the skin on the orange is old
though its flesh not ripened for eating.
muster all brief satisfaction
dreams sustained and fleeting
immediate desire cast to caption
yes cast yet not for future's wealth
days and days or fraction.
squander the lushness of being
the skin on the orange is old
though its flesh not ripened for eating.
muster all brief satisfaction
dreams sustained and fleeting
immediate desire cast to caption
yes cast yet not for future's wealth
days and days or fraction.
26 October 2009
death above
die die die yourself
die yourself to death
nothing is always
dying is it ever never
whether dying
or lying whether
on or under ground
die yourself to death
nothing is always
dying is it ever never
whether dying
or lying whether
on or under ground
20 October 2009
old
FLOAT! I call thee with the horn of macabre fantasy
Behold! A tender witch I seek, dead mask of ston-ed splendor
Swim with haste straight to the shore. I am to meet her face!
Entirely wicked snakes for hair moving a slithering pace
Mirrored shield invite your wit to cast reflection
Dare not into her eyes stare! a poisonous confection
Behold! A tender witch I seek, dead mask of ston-ed splendor
Swim with haste straight to the shore. I am to meet her face!
Entirely wicked snakes for hair moving a slithering pace
Mirrored shield invite your wit to cast reflection
Dare not into her eyes stare! a poisonous confection
13 October 2009
supper
seafood platter gel-ly molden bone marrow surprise
glisten scales of cobalt
study witches guise
gold filament breaking seam
licking tongues
screaming trees
glisten scales of cobalt
study witches guise
gold filament breaking seam
licking tongues
screaming trees
07 October 2009
wondering trash
skeleton wooden no veins no skin
a white and pink melt goes wearing it thin
sidewalks need substance
no concrete pretend
bubble blacks, cracks spit in,
substratus kin
24 September 2009
winter box
my winter box is round the sound of needles permeates its ground
its nose of bird beak bleak is found not nearly long enough you see
it does not see but through closed skin assiduously mirroring fantasy
its nose of bird beak bleak is found not nearly long enough you see
it does not see but through closed skin assiduously mirroring fantasy
19 September 2009
cobra snake
i am inside the cobra snake
it is slimy wet
surely these canals of flesh and organ
are worth something more than
what they smell like
it is slimy wet
surely these canals of flesh and organ
are worth something more than
what they smell like
16 September 2009
CHAINS
in solitude i refer my last question to no one.
care?
and within the hollows of darkness quiet
invisible moths swarm my empty disposition.
feed upon brains and blood and time.
material dead.
care?
and within the hollows of darkness quiet
invisible moths swarm my empty disposition.
feed upon brains and blood and time.
material dead.
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