I was walking
in a novel
with a wharf-rat
attached to my nose
by the butthole.
I’m a salesman.
Archive for July, 2007
dome repo
July 29, 2007
alight
July 21, 2007
fire was trust
distinction is not
implausible here
would you walk in the woulds
rampant with me
July 19, 2007
come whiff chez whiff crane whiff
in the spelunkers fu
Abjugation and Bolivar
20 robustos (flea parcel tantamount)
lisp through the scrim
explinkshun
a wonked log a
place where the whir and its gizmo
respite
a loaving square that will nourish
much mulch
respleened
where the chink unstrummed
gobs offa runnel
Fifth Curtain
Sing Home
where you where you where you where you
fields of description
July 15, 2007
form dripping forms
equal tensions spun
flit / mash
My Chocolate Daisies
My Porch Sister Maize
fumbling a match
fly on the page
July 15, 2007
the random
landing
on the rill
besnook the proofs
dusting down
knuckle cool
against the coal
slum money
to meat the light
hand
July 15, 2007
tribes from the moritorium gloat in the wheels
substance leashed to its periphery of ghosts
tract terse to its time
slow bleedings
leaves glossed black
an aviary of slippery missives
rash of engines
yellow fibers
tiny islands
of equal length
in the squall
cheetah vane
July 12, 2007
that tabasco cap
two trips
down the stairs
up again
wanting is waiting is wading
subgnosis customized
buggyhawk
drooling crown
cluster
July 12, 2007
if we could catch a house on fire
spiral pegs leaf downwind
pods
winding ground
“to riddle with bullets”