defense only 

to the horror eternities

indifference

a calm in defense

below we cannot wait

only must endure

exist hence

trapping our pain

as its reason

flight from home

myst rising

irrefutable comfort

a friend with the best

all humours spirits

for the mirror

the crystal

tight

memoir for galee song

fitting to movement

arm wood shouter

crying our ardor

our spirit pushing agiter

the leg red to sputter

passages

streams

steps falling into

leaves

coming

bursting organs

body 

warm in the earth

smile forced

heart jellied

poor jews

knowing not the christ i knew

knotted brow

flaming tongue

fanning his rightness

to the cold wind

in sandal foot slackerism

over their bones

intermented, the urns of Veii

all of us mothers

all of our dogs

chickens we ate

cow gods slaughtered

all of us passing by

thanks and giggles 

then passing thru

no memories no mark

no referent center

us the River

us the rain

whistlers and a banner

denominator sinking

unit a field

uncertainty

outside measure

space

flavored conditioned

poisoned numbered

detained

a soul of blood 

down here 

need a shovel

to ditch some skin

feeding the weed

swim among daisies

menniggesstroeth wrought

war is coming home

its afternoon with simone

flesh in sock

boys in spring

breaking and broken

descended

the fall

into symbol(i)

w/o self

poor substitute

cheap gag

trashing banter

becoming tragic

at an end

veil pulled

logique/pattern invariance

no more symbol

no representation

no talk

 the Lord streaming

what he wants

in you wants

a tool for Others

using the Lord

to control within

women children

animals all

herds sprinkled

from above

where the light is

 conceive as if the 70s never ended

     nixon unresigned

 ennui into despair

grey into black

unclean, unawakened

unaware of the dangers

mysteries 

the muse and her sick

on the 8th day eight he checked

the water was poor

no more counting

he was free from its gaze

the image

    school rows

  children for the abacus

    film gives the thread in the dark

           mystics replaced 

          sophony Cave

       we see the chapters 

       light thru medium 

  shine a tale

not enough

when they raised

nothing from dust

road side

(k)no now

the glass is closer

bubble tighter

for your consumption

disposing after (disposing)

your remains

right to be sore

about the being

ending never

as from a star

leaving petals far below

at the gate

nor old enough

to learn

he will not be back

carpenter's son

straight lines thick wood

breathing saps

marking not writing

boredom in fiction

character lost in text

audience captive

no chance to rise

be hold

Home run that hits every seat in the house.

Literal incarceration of a woman reduced to a node in a desert line and be sure there is a man killer culture after her, seducing her into a machine precarious movement for its own sake blinding the exploitation of her fecund function converted to only virtual intimacies propped by digital marketed nostalgia speed cycling into dissipation doomed digital abstractions smearing past gorillas and the Cienaga realitized long gone roadposts on a thrilling one way but general admission universal ride to fire on a cross burning digitally and bodily mirroring the actual slavery as if thrown by heidegger as if vision be not seeing in the storm

sometime script for puppets

good no God to worry

shuffle grip shuffle

   earth gravity

   grab and maintain

   all past and futures

card and paper windows

see the crowd of heads & noses

showing their part in vivo

   to be traveled

   by rapid variable oscillation

   like the Earth

welcome to the stage

exit from the write

dont ask me the prologue

or the details

from 40 years ago

when i came in

unseen narrative

to spit my spoodle

to the gentry the priests and the cop

before sitting down myself

until the lights come down

and its off another street 

vagina fashion

braids hoops

bows on pannieres

keeping 'em down

packaged for consumption

before the thronging

the best, grace, the lightest