in memory of my brother Terry Walker
The needle did the
talking when they
penciled in your
name.
3/31/08
3/29/08
I'LL TAKE YOU THERE
clouds molded from the
soft lead of bullets
accentuate your necklace
of mangled handguns
soft lead of bullets
accentuate your necklace
of mangled handguns
3/28/08
3/27/08
3/26/08
3/25/08
3/24/08
I'VE BEEN DREAMING ALL DAY ABOUT LAUGHING
for Adele Parker
who revived the bliss factor
with drops of blue
like pissing on the skull mound
or return to game
who revived the bliss factor
with drops of blue
like pissing on the skull mound
or return to game
3/23/08
Burning Man
old young face
peel it back it
is creosote on
smouldering film
the heated smell
of the ghost town
pantomime in
case the whole
ball of shit doesn't
go up in flames
peel it back it
is creosote on
smouldering film
the heated smell
of the ghost town
pantomime in
case the whole
ball of shit doesn't
go up in flames
3/21/08
EASTER
on the streets of Miami
this large marshmallow
crucifix shadows an imploding
hollow chocolate Jesus looking
junky before the fade-out into
a commercial about how
Survivor: America will be
the greatest show ever
this large marshmallow
crucifix shadows an imploding
hollow chocolate Jesus looking
junky before the fade-out into
a commercial about how
Survivor: America will be
the greatest show ever
3/20/08
woke up dead, frowning in the big picture
The coyote turned to look in our
direction and then leaped over
the fence and was gone.
_________________________________________
NOT ALLOWED, DO NOT SPEAK ALOUD
"write your way out of this"
IDIOMATIC AMERICAN
BLANK VERSE
-----------------------------------------------
You have a Lost Soul.
Nettelbeck next went
into the back bedroom
where the children were
still screaming bloody
murder and shot them
one by one.
...eery signs of symmetry she shows her
moist panties that off her moist panties
to show me God visits all Lost Souls the
hot moist panties clinging...
to eat sugar from my hand)
If that you would live and thrive
Let the spider run alive.
______________________
These are the avenues to the doorways of the gods.
(POETIC VOICE
"no floats in the parade of the Lost Souls"
Who's calling my name?
The coyote turned to look in our
direction and then leaped over
the fence and was gone.
_________________________________________
NOT ALLOWED, DO NOT SPEAK ALOUD
"write your way out of this"
IDIOMATIC AMERICAN
BLANK VERSE
-----------------------------------------------
You have a Lost Soul.
Nettelbeck next went
into the back bedroom
where the children were
still screaming bloody
murder and shot them
one by one.
...eery signs of symmetry she shows her
moist panties that off her moist panties
to show me God visits all Lost Souls the
hot moist panties clinging...
to eat sugar from my hand)
If that you would live and thrive
Let the spider run alive.
______________________
These are the avenues to the doorways of the gods.
(POETIC VOICE
"no floats in the parade of the Lost Souls"
Who's calling my name?
3/17/08
An Erection Lasting More Than Four Hours
"This is a war that most
Americans continue to
feel they don't have to
make sacrifices for."
Americans continue to
feel they don't have to
make sacrifices for."
3/16/08
Surprised to see the man again,
I began walking faster.
...sunrise velvet orange over fate of
astronauts, frayed ancient Egyptian
cartoon porn...
-----------------------------------------------------
THE MADCAP LAUGHS
_________________________________
to a stone shaped like a human being,
as soon as a rain-maker is killed.
"as an impact on any planet gets bigger,
the nature of the crater changes"
ggggggggggg
Murder victim Fred
Nettelbeck's car is
examined by a state
lawman.
ggggggggggg
Bright Blessings) (their splashdown
__________________________
This evening at dinnertime.
body fluids released during sex have
immense potential in spells...
-----------------------------------------------------
licking and slurping, cleaning our pricks
and eating as much cum as she could
the demons from human beings to the
puppets to lamentable scarecrows
-----------------------------------------------------
A small tuft of feathers
dropped noiselessly
to the ground.
________________________
You can imitate a death rattle
for fun. Lean your neck
backwards at 90 degrees
and pronounce terms such as
PERMITTED, NOT WHISPERED
...compounded by one thought: Nettelbeck
never knew that the astronauts had got
back safely...
I am doing this to help you.
I began walking faster.
...sunrise velvet orange over fate of
astronauts, frayed ancient Egyptian
cartoon porn...
-----------------------------------------------------
THE MADCAP LAUGHS
_________________________________
to a stone shaped like a human being,
as soon as a rain-maker is killed.
"as an impact on any planet gets bigger,
the nature of the crater changes"
ggggggggggg
Murder victim Fred
Nettelbeck's car is
examined by a state
lawman.
ggggggggggg
Bright Blessings) (their splashdown
__________________________
This evening at dinnertime.
body fluids released during sex have
immense potential in spells...
-----------------------------------------------------
licking and slurping, cleaning our pricks
and eating as much cum as she could
the demons from human beings to the
puppets to lamentable scarecrows
-----------------------------------------------------
A small tuft of feathers
dropped noiselessly
to the ground.
________________________
You can imitate a death rattle
for fun. Lean your neck
backwards at 90 degrees
and pronounce terms such as
PERMITTED, NOT WHISPERED
...compounded by one thought: Nettelbeck
never knew that the astronauts had got
back safely...
I am doing this to help you.
______________________________________
Be sure to answer
when your name
is called.
3/15/08
3/14/08
...own where shadows breathe,
time...
time...
This will trigger the
memory
leaking...
ALLOWED (PERMITTED);
ALOUD (NOT WHISPERED)
--------------------------------------------------------------------
"When I drink, I lose my control,"
the sex slayer was to confess.
_______________________________
the lawman paused to take off his jacket
Bud landed a
good-sized
speckled trout
Do you always do what your mother says?
__________________________________________
I could smell cunt juice and sperm.
gggggggggggggggggggggggggg
The attic smelled moldy and dusty.
ggggggggggggggggggggg
HIS SEX DREAMS DROVE HIM
--------------------------------------------------------
"traveling with a carload of hippies"
------------------------------------------------
is
are
am
was in shirtsleeves up my slit
to flick my
clit
you are allowed
splooge splattered my tits
empty rhetoric rare genes and
a
rougher
life
_____________________
the boys sauntered lazily down the street
gggggggggggggggggggggggggg
"They're bringing him
over now,"
Detective Nettelbeck
said aloud.
3/12/08
Lonesome
the white dwarf stars themselves
mirror an agonized pose that tells
of dinosaur death throes as delicate
as the image of a Paris car crash or
melancholia or romanticism on the
furious horizon which could trigger a
memory of the future itself breathing life
prior to the reenactment of fossilized time
3/10/08
I Dream Of Spring
you listening
you
are dead walk
with me I
said life
was fragile
to be broken
off
in total surprise
natural causes or
a snap
of the fingers
no difference
nothing here left
for
us now
the memories
of
present time
are cold dark
places
in your
brain pan
as another world
begins
you
are dead walk
with me I
said life
was fragile
to be broken
off
in total surprise
natural causes or
a snap
of the fingers
no difference
nothing here left
for
us now
the memories
of
present time
are cold dark
places
in your
brain pan
as another world
begins
3/8/08
3/7/08
SOMEBODY TO LOVE ME
the cosmological
butthole cosigned
for my vow of
poverty but I was
drinking back then
and now I'm running
for president so
won't you please
help me I promise
the change won't
come until we're
given adequate food
and fuel equality of
the sexes and kiosks
for abundant fucking
in the streets and
that won't ever
happen so keep
your somber donations
I withdraw from
seeking the candidacy
now go get me a beer
butthole cosigned
for my vow of
poverty but I was
drinking back then
and now I'm running
for president so
won't you please
help me I promise
the change won't
come until we're
given adequate food
and fuel equality of
the sexes and kiosks
for abundant fucking
in the streets and
that won't ever
happen so keep
your somber donations
I withdraw from
seeking the candidacy
now go get me a beer
3/6/08
3/5/08
3/4/08
VISIONS OF SUNSET
you are in the soft parade
with a short on the rims
up against the curb when
the Heublein bottles start
falling like rain out your
opened door at an officer's
feet who now wears the 13
colored St. Christophers on
a tarnished chain because
Pandora's Box has been
closed forever your Pendleton
has faded and the 4-track is
playing Going Home for
the very last time
with a short on the rims
up against the curb when
the Heublein bottles start
falling like rain out your
opened door at an officer's
feet who now wears the 13
colored St. Christophers on
a tarnished chain because
Pandora's Box has been
closed forever your Pendleton
has faded and the 4-track is
playing Going Home for
the very last time
3/2/08
FRAGMENTS OF MILES
how you look
off pills
one leg out the
panty
brushing Bus Stop
Crimson
on your
toenails
thank god
it's monday
the lines ain't
all on your face
off pills
one leg out the
panty
brushing Bus Stop
Crimson
on your
toenails
thank god
it's monday
the lines ain't
all on your face
3/1/08
And In Closing
I remember 1959 walking down Pier
Avenue in Hermosa Beach hand in
hand with my mother passing a coffee
house with this huge sign that said
The Insomniac on it in jagged letters
with abstract art on the sidewalk and
how mesmeric all these people sitting out
front were but then I can also remember
much later almost ten years just one
block up the same street I was there
in the Either/Or Bookstore and lost it
high on the poems that were all inside
these what are nowadays quite rare
and expensive small press collectibles
but at that time just publications I held
in my hands as the purest of light
Avenue in Hermosa Beach hand in
hand with my mother passing a coffee
house with this huge sign that said
The Insomniac on it in jagged letters
with abstract art on the sidewalk and
how mesmeric all these people sitting out
front were but then I can also remember
much later almost ten years just one
block up the same street I was there
in the Either/Or Bookstore and lost it
high on the poems that were all inside
these what are nowadays quite rare
and expensive small press collectibles
but at that time just publications I held
in my hands as the purest of light
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