everything is in flames, is it not
you don't have to be a Buddha, do you
to see plainly that everything
is in flames
America is a flaming head of hair
animals fall from the sky in the form of ash
children are burned
beyond their skin
my skin is also totally inflamed
my wife says my brain is inflamed
that my depression is
the predictable result
of all this burning
she is no doubt correct
beyond this
all I know is that my blood itches
perhaps you will soon also be
in flammis
and we can talk
Wednesday, May 31, 2017
Tuesday, May 30, 2017
Sunday, May 28, 2017
Poem 102: Viral Minutes
Viral minutes
going viral
by the minute in real time
!
people leaving like leaves
going down
in TV and in
total reality
!
worlds gone wild
girls gone girls
Shit going multifacetedly literal
on the threshold
of the minute
!
going viral
by the minute in real time
!
people leaving like leaves
going down
in TV and in
total reality
!
worlds gone wild
girls gone girls
Shit going multifacetedly literal
on the threshold
of the minute
!
Saturday, May 27, 2017
Poem 101: Enter Bastard. Solus.
Wherefore base. Bastard? Base?
Spelled same:bass and bass
as in bass clef
and bass boaet
bass? bass?
which one am I saying:
one rhymes with face
while other rhymes with ass.
of course I know
it comes from the Latin
base
plus 'tard'
to be dealt with later
as in the art, or,ars, of.
I hope you're getting this.
bass plus tard: bastard
means 'begot in a saddle'
tis why I am alive:
so,
let copulation thrive
Spelled same:bass and bass
as in bass clef
and bass boaet
bass? bass?
which one am I saying:
one rhymes with face
while other rhymes with ass.
of course I know
it comes from the Latin
base
plus 'tard'
to be dealt with later
as in the art, or,ars, of.
I hope you're getting this.
bass plus tard: bastard
means 'begot in a saddle'
tis why I am alive:
so,
let copulation thrive
Labels:
dickheads,
interiority,
sons,
stunted forms of consciousness
Friday, May 26, 2017
Poem 100: Danger Zone
Mesopotamian dog bones
rattle in my brain
to wait upon their silence
--it is an evil risk
you might wind up explaining heautontimoroumenos
to you mother
whatever
part of the sky
she's from
rattle in my brain
to wait upon their silence
--it is an evil risk
you might wind up explaining heautontimoroumenos
to you mother
whatever
part of the sky
she's from
Thursday, May 25, 2017
Poem 99: Recent Frog
there is no end of frogs in hell
when you find yourself in the midst of their
righteous confab
you will say to yourself what the
hell is this
but it will come out like
hubdadunubbrebleagh
then maybe you wull understond
when you find yourself in the midst of their
righteous confab
you will say to yourself what the
hell is this
but it will come out like
hubdadunubbrebleagh
then maybe you wull understond
Wednesday, May 24, 2017
Poem 98: Objectionable passages
translate them into latin
translate them all into LAtin
damn you
and when he had done so
the collator
of tablets
had him killed
stand by, children,
and observe
this folly is about
to redound
upon the head
of the tablet-collator
it will bury him
be silent
and watch
be patient
watch
VIGILETIS
translate them all into LAtin
damn you
and when he had done so
the collator
of tablets
had him killed
stand by, children,
and observe
this folly is about
to redound
upon the head
of the tablet-collator
it will bury him
be silent
and watch
be patient
watch
VIGILETIS
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