tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37466991630885019322023-11-15T05:28:49.542-08:00pomedeterrepomesUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746699163088501932.post-69772032318881026482009-07-03T23:05:00.000-07:002009-07-03T23:07:19.365-07:00-Poetry Blog Under Construction-<span style="font-style: italic;">Be advised that new & backlogged pomes are being uploaded and added.</span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746699163088501932.post-40096287456839032652009-01-04T08:29:00.000-08:002009-06-25T08:30:23.296-07:00Lingerie PoemPrivileged Peepholes<br /><br />Privacy, high fashion<br />pursed.<br /><br />Poles, tenderly slung<br />barely bodies, bravely bodies<br /><br />peepholes, galore,<br />running up and down<br />the tendrils<br /><br />I am made by a scandalous, elderly seamstress,<br />full of holes,<br />and barely covered up.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746699163088501932.post-89838088400463806642008-07-07T20:32:00.000-07:002008-07-07T20:45:01.321-07:00the hypo tenus e of txtthe physics of communication<br /><br />-->conservation of Energy<--<br /><br />Law Of<br />Marxist Hypostatization<br />Transsubstantiation of Gesture<br />Gestural Hysteria<br /><br />or, bodies that Speak<br /><br />4<br /><br />an/dd:<br /><br />the hypotenuse of text<br /><br />--<br /><br />tiret<br /><br />la vie est un tiret, entre numeros graves qui decrivent l'histoire<br /><br />texte<br /><br />texte est aussi tiret--<br />hypotenuse imprecis qui relie experience et communication<br /><br />(the tip of the iceberg is the inarticulable trauma of the Real, btw)<br /><br />le meilleur essai<br /><br />/Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746699163088501932.post-61379421722308077762008-06-27T11:13:00.001-07:002008-06-27T12:10:42.553-07:00The ShinyThe shiny<br />The fat and the shady bath poems lady rumblebum<br />Scrubbing cheese with shower cheese equals superfrench flavor<br />The superfrench fat and shady lady once had a dog<br />It squeaked as shiny boy is content<br />Whence narrative flight disorganizes organs, sensoriums,<br />The female is a pure jacket container tilting french cheese at whill<br />Completely straight skin leads bones to shameful obscurity,<br />Erection pales next to the Bello fleshy<br />whill she whill he eat pony cheese?<br />what a lovely shade of apricot<br />bending over bathtubs is a first attempt at peering into the mottled human soul<br />cheese is the second, rapprochement of species<br />superfrench speech equals otic cheese<br />that one is shiny and gives porcelain complexions<br />that one is the rumblebum dog made off withUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746699163088501932.post-69740892587271628812007-10-19T18:09:00.000-07:002007-10-19T18:11:22.255-07:00some cctp505 related 2x4scomplexity fields<br />winnow form<br />wrong feedback<br />lot restrictions<br /><br />what now<br />going that<br />tremendous release<br />number you<br /><br />economics mass<br />left overcompensated<br />rather it's<br />exactly elementaryUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746699163088501932.post-45255962624513119032007-08-16T19:37:00.001-07:002007-08-16T19:37:27.954-07:00mess - ageUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746699163088501932.post-77966231415562933962007-08-15T18:04:00.000-07:002007-08-15T18:06:18.785-07:00Seafood PlatterImportant--<br />not to feel alone<br />a hummus plate<br />manifest trauma reactivity<br />quiet sound of compassion<br />like a painful gut train<br />excuses only<br />leaving green others<br />for greener<br />spotty and veiled<br />the screen is hot<br />the picture overexposed<br />expressly shot that way,<br />to look 20 years old.<br />waning of affect<br />functions inversely<br />and in verse.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746699163088501932.post-8316362007406096412007-06-27T00:16:00.000-07:002008-06-28T08:00:02.861-07:00Screen PresenceMy archival witness<br />Will blink<br />And do that one<br />White as something receding into the dashboard<br />Driving surf<br />Crazy apple business<br />Tomorrow will recede as well<br />The looming lacuna looms still<br />Interstitial neverness knows not<br />The distance between absence and presence<br />Zero and one<br />Fractal neverness complete in its invisibility<br />Wonder ceases to amaze<br />Basement mold<br />Reverberates and bounces your walls<br />Impervious mirage, my reality<br />Screen, my witness<br />Savage sentiment<br />Uncertain presenceUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746699163088501932.post-35260589755009027082007-06-07T00:24:00.000-07:002007-06-27T00:25:19.396-07:00Poem 676 7 7<br />virtual light looms<br />like shadow and cat<br />fly on a mat<br />no.<br />prosthetic eye<br />illegal cyborg<br />when light comes<br />there comes platitude<br />goes girl with specter<br />eyeprick and thread continent<br />winnowing appetites for old and dry wood<br />the miracle of digestion, and then what?<br />Like harry and the glove,<br />Peonies arrive compact and miniaturized<br />Try pretense<br />Imitation is never what it seems<br />Accretion is also never what it seems<br />Manly secretion is but a mutant word<br />Body without bodyUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746699163088501932.post-10725836968820805232007-05-22T00:26:00.000-07:002007-06-27T00:26:39.534-07:00slowLight loomens<br />Cat in grass, cat in hat, cat in glass<br /><br />Shades array: <br /><br />feathers doost’ <br />giving next <br />tree room<br /><br />Tea appraises lightly<br /><br />Blinking pelvis blinks again<br /><br />Chandeliers of logic: never again never<br /><br />Dreamy vibration: revverie<br /><br />Scoot over Beethoven fields—<br /><br />behoovement never felt so transgressive.<br /><br />Apple heart truer than virtual<br /><br /> Truth and virtue are not one but two<br /><br />Sides appeal and describe shades<br /> Devouring eyes<br /><br />Nonsense offers truth -- shit<br /> And somnolescence<br /><br />A Plague.<br /><br />See that’s the thing<br /> —<br />you can’t see beyond the wallsUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0