(awd-py36) jhave@jhave-Ubuntu:~/Documents/Github/awd-lstm-lm-master$ python -u main.py --epochs 500 --data data/March-2018_16mb --clip 0.25 --dropouti 0.4 --dropouth 0.2 --nhid 1500 --nlayers 4 --seed 4002 --model QRNN --wdrop 0.1 --batch_size 20 --emsize=400 --save models/March-2018_16mb_QRNN_nhid1500_batch20_nlayers4_emsize400.pt

	Training QRNN using awd-lstm exited manually after 252 epochs:

	-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
	| end of epoch 252 | time: 515.44s | valid loss 4.79 | valid ppl 120.25
	-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
	Saving Averaged!
	| epoch 253 | 200/ 1568 batches | lr 30.00 | ms/batch 307.76 | loss 4.29 | ppl 73.12
	^C-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
	Exiting from training early
	====================================================================

	| End of training | test loss 3.99 | test ppl 54.11



$ python -u finetune.py --epochs 500 --data data/March-2018_16mb --clip 0.25 --dropouti 0.4 --dropouth 0.2 --nhid 1500 --nlayers 4 --seed 4002 --model QRNN --wdrop 0.1 --batch_size 20 --emsize=400 --save models/March-2018_16mb_QRNN_nhid1500_batch20_nlayers4_emsize400.pt

$ python pointer.py --lambdasm 0.1279 --theta 0.662 --window 3785 --bptt 2000 --data data/March-2018_16mb --model QRNN --save models/March-2018_16mb_QRNN_nhid1500_batch20_nlayers4_emsize400.pt

$ python generate_March-2018_nocntrl.py --cuda --words=444 --checkpoint="models/March-2018_16mb_QRNN_nhid1500_batch20_nlayers4_emsize400.pt" --model=QRNN --data='data/March-2018_16mb' --mint=0.75 --maxt=1.25












	1.




lives
swirl, hanging over mellow-
ing empirical

sex uncultured by
the advancing game

the wine-gold
deaths forever given
	
the swan titmice
sow berries in the evening
and harvest twilight

the short river 
north tuft
of stretching wings


the sky watches itself
in tingling phantasmic dread -- as if
a friend stepped toward the window
about to be gone

so that san francisco 
was set-aside 
in a wide plot of musing

as i feel hands
in your limbs
	

now, i am walking
thru the grass
and ordinary bushes, 
thru the factory plaza,
the dead plaza
	

units of
an invisible
coded sweatshop, 
and its vicious networks
exude the ultimate
cathedral: neglect

 
a heaving stream of lilies
hauls hope into flowing

this
kind of thinking 
is a brave consolation

its charming pattern, recalls 
malls, blatant assertions

	
nameless 
disheveling, arguments 
with the catastrophic 
right

the mathematics of that happens


thus all that is sets down
the terms of a free life, the pretty 
frame for a heart
	
one hundred fingers canopied by unfaithful
oil, pointing toward poison, rejoicing


gold pyramids of pickled mud
sheened with pious lamentations

	
my father promised me a world
	
his body snorting from his mouth,
his loins bathed in death


hallucination dust
love politics

the music choppy slows, the signal is
music, the day is softened by the day

	
a new hated time
slow and uncertain
in the shallows
	
morally clumsy,
insisting
destiny
bread

ideas
littered, 
on both sides


this is your voice, only it's not


heretics
describe here
the next  
undelivered
calamities


unmannerly, epidemic
gas-station suburban,
posing, process facts


and what we are slows 
into weed-and-fieldflower chain-
bound wooden jasmine, iota ruins
twisted

the gods seared into
a Jell-O background


impulses dispersed


the passing head of grain 
weather of the throat 
slow-drying submission

moderate camps
unpacked winter 
in heaven

comb the stacked 
intuitive streaming
meadow

doppelgangers 
of late
renewed connections


now, forgetting
how bardo screams 
at the finished noise
in Beuys’s functional art


amongst the clutter, a small pencil


caves-in, seizures, thick
with excitement, bubbling
anthropometric bruised silkworm

	
we smell sodium
a new polaroid

incantations
in sunlit ash 

Barbie lost
for the sake 
of neurite

	
an x-ray of matted animals just wet
their independent smelly OpenIDs
	
immaculate, divided

false-eyelashes 
in the cawing brain


moth-eaten data

	
gulls graze the sky, 
to experience 
as draining shadows 
what has never been
	
a pyloned hose reaches out,
for rats, swerving,
cuneiform ale
	
what shall i do with lovely presence?
its symbols defiant-of-fact


the chickens
smell sweet
enough
to kiss


even the act
of thinking is
perishable, --
a fabulous ventriloquist



does not all beg for thought?
no one cares.
	


and no psychotropic bearocrat
snail lets the thoracic singing
church of my mouth taste

the exact slight
words of flowers

chaste, in faint hunger--
hot around this which we
	
	change, swarming

	

plucked out, 
a drift of straw

a numb pink goblet
of blown leaves
	
it is a clear moment of season,
 there's something in the wind


	
her hands bare in the volcano,
thicken and yellow

grounded, great, 
unhardened, thin fear
snow-flakes, snow-strewn

and i'm drinking 
the air with her

i look at her

my mind drives like a coin
thrust thru wet cardboard.


my medicine is
the real one


i need you 
to tell me 
the names of 
happiness. 


i want 
comfort

	
i want a book of things i mean
not only your hand and my hand

i've put your leg on my hand
and the mess it makes
is full of hope


i remember you
in a small town

i was going into a station,
in the west water, a beach,
where a pine tree ate eagles

i wrote with a brown ink on your door
	
i kissed you sideways
	
and i went to your
water amid rain
	
heard the night
at home in a stained 
kitchen,
and the grass 
at last gone
	
saw a huge bird
hover over a young boy
painting his father

it is a birth-night, the lizards,
dreary, climb quartz

i am waiting
palm-shaped
blameless

trinit descent autumnals

	
danders of silence 
can't please the immediate
ignomy
	

plumbing, mishandled
my story, fractured
a phrase
	


you want me to defend
savage flawed
loving
	
as if in a clandestine country i see
renewal

	
i was born using


about three months ago, i kissed
a habit of fragmented
foul holiday espionage

even as floral-patterns, orderly
meanings, insistent 
descended with suggestions


a tapeworm
breached union


i try
to retain one distinction, sometimes
inevitable
	
solve
Dopamine: put it off 
as a trouble


i grew up smoking
not thinking i'm alive

and now though i stand over a rudder
as a barbarous uterine-angel,
i say: love waited for me

	
a single young child
in my eyes, crawls into the woods

the joy of city and river,
the secret holiday

the states dissolve & cry, the indigo,
air in the unstableness of the heart
	

i feel so dull as you can see,not
because what starts in memory is all
you've been after


laughing at the tall fields by the highway


denotation and its light
sounding predatory music 
that whirls, glowing
	

a miracle voice, the academy of
emptiness which led us
off and off and out: far out
	
on the beach
where the wind-star water drips
to darken the mountains
	

art is the smell of sweat
blowing in early april

	
a year passes
disturbed from the body's broken
flight
	
crying
	
through the intervals of the night


a steel wind
sharpened at the 
edge (of what?) 

a sort of light 
blue worm, sweet 
as conjured nurturing 
blackness
	

a gush of contextualizations


a convent's empty door,
cords inflating
out of the roof

a honey-collected 
retsina gunnysack 
of deceit 

	
venus trauma, perfume quad
poured on a viral absence


a spider, sweeping its ark,
bathed in its own dark words
	

a shadow laughs,
segmentation
precise, creek damp


and a ‘set’
settles on itself



blood shining in the jokes
of a faux prodigy

parsing money and savagery


a home-grown encyclopedia
scattering horned slugs over
hieratic carrots


life shines quietly 
beneath the numbers
	
that is, below, a landscape
Bach, Ecos, and pathogens 
embossed with well-lit sand


atrocity in the quilled
dome weight
cicatrix caixa de creo 


bargain-basement
crepitating feathers


helas scrolls
scent
ditched, gruntinauld 
whimpers


slippery-whiskered ambulances
thud by in rgb
	
astyanax
	

so that the boy 
seated on the couch
pulls each quick sea-wind 
up to the lip
of the capitalocene

	
mayan coins stacked
within his eyelids

nerves grainy
forgiven by the moon

	
you see the
light
	
spurs
in the air
	
the blue grain
hair of the first surf


webgl
canned 
by the cat
	
talk,
dizzy
with
tenderness
	
the two
contained in
your mind
	
your rising
you could say

you do
what 
you say

looking
for the wrong way
at the end of
presence


a rat
on my lips

incense:
soft red
pouring
expanding 
from me

a strange image of death 
i don't understand


it's all i wanted: choice.
so i sought nothing.


we ache to pass into blood
and keep our bodies

in the Calling 
to the sun 
and the water
on the ground


and we want to die,
and we get to
too much

	
the young eyes
of the fish
love nightmares
	

an angel reading the tomb
flame hears bitter rain


and people alone in the cold
awake to reap the agony of love
from throats of dust


i am resting with my heart on my raised feet
i am a dead woman sitting in the dark


i want to cry again
to say you are like the last god


a rat who is a rooster 
whose eyes are cut
from his lids 

and his hands are moving,
and he is choice

and each flower 
is full of bones


and yellow boughs are flying
over green grass
tearing the snow

sighing relentlessly
relishing altocumulus proteins


Organic Epilogue
chat wisdom


consummation homage
turbulence smiling 
like mud
	
ported, therapeutic
mimes & spoor moths

sheeny science implicated
neurotransmitter bewilderment


neverness memory faults


a quilt of measurable eternity
on a respirator
trudging under a gibbered tree
	
hurling hunger, withheld 
unearthly elements, liquor
locks


sartre pronounced 
the light-leafed piss-head
spume a huge wisdom


beauty carved from
large surgically-defined roots


latticework 
pneumatic steel 

gas cushions and
iron pedals


a deluge ossifies


at radio's funeral,
a warning crow 
stuck punk tulips 
in the the pond's crest


and prayers that
drive
between bodies
out of the lake
	
in this place
of the hidden
city of the dead
	
and the angle
of the activity
of the world

its
face
doesn't
know anything
	
numbershut
in the
head
	

and we are
what we are

impossibly
perhaps
	
a match for the
sleepless night

or broken
time


the universe
is almost nothing 
and nothing is said
to be alone 


and i am still talking
to it and i am not alone


at the airport, blue trees 
run off through the morning

a wet odor of ice
on each novocaine branch
	
breath buys the trunk
and the bare hair tucked in it

in the garden
of the earth
unheard

in the raw earth
where they kill

where bones come up 
thru the mouth

starving, flailing, 
muscles pulled deep
to the roots of teeth


an ooze near the door,
forgiven, which said, 
whatever i do is nothing

a terrible chorus 
of two or three hundred 
lizards in the dark, looking 
at the door

	
in the doubt 
of childhood,
every afternoon 
i broke a blade
inside the stone

and then, then, 
pouring gloss, early
precise uterine doors

	
friendly apple-venders
induced to steer the dawn 


we constantly fought,
crossed Father, gazing at
the buckles
	

spoor flames
clog pacific mud, 
tipping catbird 
and dazzled cock
toward wolf


one does not remember
how much has come
to drink

	
the wind breaks us into thirst-quenching
mulch heaps of clogged air with t-bone
companionable clown unthinking
photoshop-darkened checklists
bisected in an ideolophe stile

and we recognize a 3D vortex-like surface
of foredoomed, protected, learned sarcophagi
vermin announced by blessed powder-blue underpants

love-secrets' onyx-and-gold singleness
in novelist genius-story,
deprived of the easy thing

	
pull-up nights,
ink protocols, 
closet-virtuosities,
perennial slag

colophon blinded injections

hyperion flirtatious
expiring apple


on the broken-down couch 
in the pity thrive

invite yourself upwards
unless you are weak and caught,
playing with insects and muddy bells
in the garden
	
you are the optics of youth, a little ice
applauded, no acreage, no livestock,
nothing requires you

	
thus sin
entered the 
textscape

and persevere
in slow
perpetually smothering 
counterattack

in multifurcate rivers
of anguish handled by 
ocean-tides 

in the memorial
of bramble soup

on the shoreline,
two small forces 
in a toothed wind
break the sea, 
               a little














	2.



	
i come to look at the lake
a bowl with a chunk
of water

and the wind has gathered
and the water is dead

the sky is a shadow
singing silent
clouds in the waters

it is quiet for the children


at the toilet next to the house
they are throwing things

skin and hands,
books, laughter,
song

they are breaking wings
they are being the first
mind

as we imagine all 
the words
of the others
	
the rain is falling
and the sun shows
a palmful of porn

a penetrated abdomen

	
i have a word but i will not say it.


in the light, we bury ourselves now.
	
ripe
and tough as fiddler-crabs

nosebleeds
in the runes


the solemn proportions of our flowers
are already worms to us.

	
knives advance on the cadmium red flag, 
beer gorged with beloved muscles

powers acts

everything
vagabonds

luscious asphalt flees
listening to parched teeth


and replicated, an immortal buddha
predicts a nest

a close-cropped see-through string
3:00 core. dilated in the reptile.


i was immune. i thought of national values.
things, orgasmic, unloved, opposite

a sleek sweet
face of something ambiguous
	

motherfucker
bomber veiled
rusted away
severed meat!

	
barefoot, frowning
i carried a right off
and set it down to the ground.
screaming as i couldn't write it

drying the strings of
the pages that wore my name


the apples of the living were enough 
for some kind of a bridge

to leave their own lives
and their hands cleared 
of touch and shade
	
a pile of hands
he touched her in it
and was no longer able to speak
	
and he did not have 
to call them home
but all he was lost
	
he watched her knees
and held her back with her arm
and kissed her through the night
	
his penis kept holding off his hands

and hands were useless
as she placed her hands 
against his surface
and she saw him cry
	
a woman could hear a boy,
a woman who left him alone
	
and he ran in the house like shaking glass
and in the center of his face he was tangled
	
as she came in the darkness
to a door that has no place


datasets provide signs
declaring their rational
densely growing precedents

wishes so weightless
as to be impossible 

we sprawl as colonials, 
in a D-minor yammer 
of mute condoms


feud & punctuate the day


squirrels 
magnified by acidosis
and deaf

oranges hens, crushed snakes 
ripen jittering traces of the pinnacle

convoy gulches among fireflies, 
gizmo dry pockets of fame

the earth is sweet 
her beak tilts hair

	
smoother, smug carpaccio eyelashes 

chakras meet her
built systems
neural shoe-box 
houses for trepidation

	
harpsichord attire, 
droopy cashews, lost paradigms, 
cashless sentences

rolled up taskforces, labyrinth-shrouded bits
and your first docile, irreplaceable  
and ingrown prehistory


innocent heartsick raptures

	
eve atrium babylon, 
conducted now the widower 
Petra's lamentations

faroe relinquishing the radiated 
search-spammers, like a focused
catalyst

fuming, Lolita
at nine months
comes-to-kill the sun
forges into the midbrain

and, when she sighs, 
regalia-cheated 
token faces buckle

	
octopus trip ghazal 
swimming inside ground-money

lobotomy bacterium
troglodyte fairytales


raw-eyed in patchouli
unpurged beaches

shadow tamarind, 
and warm, lying,
while-u-wait 

in disheartening
failed god's
hendecasyllabic 
gunmetal shade

oppressed pernicious
draconian insistence.

	

toccate pro brooks
of moist non-energy 
underestimated swerving
under a prefabricated sun


salt fresh from a dragon


decayed rabbit plumes,
slow chaos, fragile presence
of  signs' impeachment

deletions, reactivations,
rose-speckled Lorca

	
soul-preserving unlearnt 
sinatra preliterate 
cross-fertilized tedium


humor. peripheral, abnormal

geometry of endless 
actuated fascicularis
instinct. 

reason is contamination.
igneous, defunct, whiskered, 
fucked, boozy
grossness

an ancient seismology,
a series of fronds 

bread
in the gardener's heart
retching.

	
mild communtiy
talisman bayou rash

and chili canary 
attack blighted trees


Vesuvius and
beauty, falling. Rapists
disappearing. Unfamiliar 
junkheaps creating time.



protease guardian
foetuses wake


i’m no longer longing
for the internet’s 
epaulettes

harvard querying Kali
subdued stimulations 

this mix of confabulation
and dried-out calluses,
computational pseudonyms,
roses, whiskers, canaries. 

each is filled with ore, a bed 
and happiness there as if a promise


green clouds
in their culottes
sitting around on pink pillows
reading candy
	


a Neural ThinkTank

nuclear regions
four million cortex, 
IPv4 clusters
aprosencephaly satellites


hyper-converged baseball twig,
radio knife in the groin

	
Raven met me in a dream:
three cold green sheep running out,
clothed in anger, singing a blue dusk

	

semi-asleep in the backyard
speckled cliffs sweated

weekend drugs
sherbet-hued

elevators
that don't turn around
	
lie behind the overhanging trees.
	

I know the world is a circle of eggs
sweet pure husks crackling
as the boy dances 
around the
life-belt

and looks at his awoken
uncanny dab, pants up 
below the table


and the sun is darker
than the sun you hear

	
water constricted
left shut for hours

the only light
stopped

shag-tortured people


It is a business for us:
the dismembered variations,
the innocent lonely faces


the pedestals, smashing
cochlear thalassian 
weeping rectus

imperceptible larkspur
priest polyps
rival the drift wheel,
undressed

	
penis
heard a girl 
so quiet that
she imagined
light clean gloves


and I am not the pink
line drawn behind the co-op

simplicity, conceptual, unmoved.

the comely, squirt
phrase, the voices of LIFE.


Time is aether chomped bones--
	
You are a drowning cock. 
A WAR hydrofracturing
cigarette insights

a brain lost
dozing, staunch
hipster stones
	
a screenwriter in Hollywood,
serenading lucite bodies

his art tillage 
coxcomb steals
corny airport chords

beasts
certain of difficult
sibylline formality

sapphires of 
miscast air

spontaneity
rescht, drutling
slut litters

hoppers,
thews, minor
whirling tunes

necessary, passionate
transparency

	
nightmare detonantions.
every word, every time.


and chocolate-colored
dogs in stowed paper 
in dark urinated
distortion whoops
	
develop the same sleek 
patchwork product-isolated
fruitbearing harlem tension


flicker cries and superstitious
expansive toughed unhindered
shepherding silences

a dozen putrefying microcosms


furry motors 
vernalised plants

honey cadaver mouse-stained
electrical acquaintances

eau teens, herring-nets,
biology ipso Ultimi Nervous
mother-turtle magnetic deliverance

digital mystical

rain carried
to core pressure 
because it means aging 


roving whale sperm 
peopled with phonophobia

sexy dementia footage 
which deflects advice
to aesthetics

	








	


	3.



Reverence
grabbing the prospect
of our open mouth


hedonist medicine
deviant shade

disintegrating penthouse bacon

a massive tide
of fiduciary smells


moving beyond the river
chuffed fish-guts 
churn the sea gate


a dark
blue prey

a stillness that
continues coming


shot meat
tight-clenched 


I look at the talc, 
mosaic: a
Giotto chapel
of shapes;
nothing is said of it
in the government.


A poem weaves in its harness

A kind of representation 
bound in krusted
experimental language
	


I chop the arrows of god
into bits until its distant 
hands hiss
	

grief sings on the floor
and there is a cry
in a boy's mouth
	
whose book
is eager
to think

to speak
what it knows:
that words are a witnessing


I am no longer able 
to see the sound
of the wound


I can't tell you the word
I feel that is sleep
driving across the ocean
waiting for a burning moment

	
I see you standing 
within my head
watching a wall,
a baby laughing
	
I saw you 
after a long time 
after i went towards you


the uncomfortable
feeling of play


the way
to the other
	
the one 
that never is
	
the one
that goes
	

toward the absolute
ancient artistic
platitude-peddling
noel poetica
success standards of
liberty and desire


every night, pale 
soft eyes on the floor
shattered

and the purity 
of such scaffolds
renders the living 
as waves leaping 
in northern woods

	
disorienting rose armpits
sensors wrapt
around each other

holding dynamically situated
bloodshed wavelengths
	
ossifying so much 
to remember so soon


our eyes are fond of themselves, 
they can almost see

	
i may be helpless
here, living alone,
abstaining somehow


from the book, 
forced out of it
yet its words continue
	

prototypes fenced-off
in neuropathological 
patritotism 

skinhead progeny
torchbearer furrows

I see a house being dissolved

she is quiet again, exalted
in affection's eye

concussions of wisdom and sorghum
limbs made on a wing

upholstery of running ash, 
drench-feared spotted rpms!
	

we levitated 
a warm spill

cyclop's sauna

a mugged 
requital


legally-enforceable 
smart sensitivity
free from melancholia

iridescent torrents 
born inside answers


latrines, slaughterhouses 

ambiguously sexual 
conceptual systems

a wet orgy
entrails of need

mini etcetera

saffron-covered, platinum-voiced
issues lava in the veins


oil-drilling mnemonics,
napkins, glued windows

preferential wombs


he sits in bed
and waits for the hot bird 
of her hands
	
hhe nuts down
into Purkinje 
cell marrow
	
she is the target 
who knows 
what it is 



a cat sits in his eyes
and leaves skin 
on things
he was told 
to not touch

	

the corner asks
for an ambien

piloting bespeake solemn 
marijuana prunes

yield-breeding 
minor ecstatic
rations
	
yarn cat: discrepancies

	
fact protests 
interest venom



push heart into mind,
belly dump the revels 
which mean terror

luminous marble
views and (what relief!) picnics
argue about entities


ecstastic sunlight packed
with contoured flames

clove-pink breeze-like dune-slacks
revolution cracked

and cows laid down
on the top of the river

where rats, fish, apples,
and the sweat of the woods

touch the dark gold
leaves of the sea


a few feet to the space
that they picked out 
of the dying

where my tongue opened

and she was angry
when she pushed me away,
and I could hear
steel waves
	

tall blue grass 
became tall and blue

and a slow red boat,
fell into a soft
spruce sea
	
and the sun
grew bright 
and bled
on the waters

drove the path

and the mud
kissed me 
my face
and my heart

	
I moved there
within the grass
the rain and sky,
the dust of the trees
on the road
	
	
I can't tell, if
no one will be me
	
A blue leaf
and a famous dog
finds the night
and fills it with 
a gnarled snake frost
	

tunafish bulldozer
anonymous faithful boycott
of expressionism diminishes 

I can never decipher it.











	4.


	
children convince
sheen to grow tired

they have been careful 
not to descend
to the
underworld


they never
prank or lamb

if helpless,
their silence 
is all felt


they place it (what is it?)
on my stubborn nippled cheek

distilled hair, red
robots, mother cuffed 

frothed grease
covers the lonely
curtain of all their faces



they wander
looking for a home

the sky flickers 
like a button
in the wind

bread scent
on their hands

cedar pantsuits
strapped on flannel feathers


anyone can accomplish erosion

blood's muscles
at the tomb of someone’s lip

the temporary smallness
of sampled pools
	
singularized mornings,
and wet vines of licenses

wandering beneath the silos,
bereft, they disappeared 

burnt thick from
shapelessness

they came back
for a family animus
a living
pain
adopted
in its cradle
laying in a puddle


an architecture
in the fog at the base
of relationships

a lichened table 
made of encrypted 
stardust

	
the benchmark reflex
of opponent featherwork, cabin
trod, soft chamber

still, wingtip
gulping shamelessly

difficult-to-pin-down 
adjectives of geographic
antipodes
	
such tolerances and seeds.
part of the coral
beyond


i sleep where i sit

	
the sandstone rotting
plants, and business groundwaters

her e-mail
panties

your
new lines
unfold a vortex
sign

everyone
stretched-out
seeds becoming rays


your body's
echoing nerves
	
the question of you
thinning away

moving “takes”
absence comes

and in lime sweat
presence runs among icy
wet brown stars


forget the warmth
in his sarcophagus

the soft
hock murk 
in the petals

our nets in
the oily first
transparence
of untouched clouds


the beaujolais clay meat
of sullen cannibals

a baby's mantle
under an ordinary
row of pale nerves

duration sgRNA
is pure viscera
telling weakness:

 “Let only brazen 
  pending digital desire
  map the Waste Behaviorist
  quacking-macro 
  safforn-mimicking
  bramble-short
  rejection of
  dreaming"


running her near-workless warmth
of rare stake, ‘attached’
	
— with sedate
agitation

breakfast, peaceful
reminisced, blessings


blockade tortured,
body all shimmering
thirsty erosion

the room grudging,
sure-foot
among sea-light

a protracted
nsa gospel

applauds a glut
of unitless, authomatic
warfare-interest-grinders


a variable-speed periphery


inelegantly 
ground-breaked 
surfactant



I wanted luck,
a corkscrewing root, electricity
between the cells

we talk around it like 
plastic wires dancing 
through distances
melted under sand 
between the wolves


fields of
a roiling center
shot through our bones

and little pearls
knitted webs, disparaged 
the viruses
sobbing in a gravitation-free 
grid of slander


straw dinosaurs


a broken virgin's thigh,
a vapor: photographed

the body of 
the balm machine

the monograms, 
the starshaped 
optional pride 


and in the clay
of a binary forked 
IBM bland
half-naked
slick place

and in Bierut
strewn with malicious
spectroscopic books,
addiction balming bees,
defamatory and oblique
dogmas no one
delights in








	5
	


I whose eyes are 
a dark photograph, I
crave a bead of thorns

open under
the thousand mountains,
roaming, an innocent swan 


bloodmeat
predators
fashioned
from sand


beautiful elision
a discontinuous 
fantasy


the money they (who?) 
have just cut

echoed with deference
to insignificant nothing,
a sanctus as banal as death


a million-pleasured throat,
toiling, obese, 
murmuring, in 
silent dreams
	

a forest of mist
under green pines

water tight 
and mottled
	


now the disruptive soul 
becomes hummingbird drool
	

distinctions, suffering,
do not want to defend
a dimensionless,
wave 

and syncopation-making 
gods touch
pride, drafting
a mansion of memory


a wooded language,
a stack of principles

drops of glue
in the owl


popeye 
hadoop

tampex mapreduce
antigen captions

affection
transplanted into
saffron lily gesture
	


gods linger
like macaques

shitting residue
thru intelligence slits

a broken essence 
rejoices 

wistfully glancing
becomes sign

	
a gooey base
that means
you don’t know
what you feel
or want to think


We are silent,
awesome as caliphs
cast off a bridge
singing of M.A.C.H.O. 
forests

	
imperatives, hovering 
swerving, and heaving 
inside a violent alphabet

doing -- for the being of it --

	
machetes 
transfiguring
relations


quite alive --  again
	

waste 
coefficients

chewing intricate
ambitious undertones

irrevocably shrinking colors
narrated by drunken and warm 
NMDA-deceived
fertilizer mold

 
histone
fluctuating
HTML

flecked facebook
melted Buddhists



and then, the cancer
gagging on unencumbered
synchesis (intentionally 
scattered bewilderment)


crewing
history over 
a sudden
blind nightmare:

stars attached to
mesmerizing dingbats

an efficient flurry 
of language 

layers of
labyrinthine coke

soundless
ashes


professional rinds
informatic hospitals

prophylactic
recipes


I spend
an evening
reading magazines

smelling an undulant
larger-than-usual
apocalypse


grief
warning
	

a secret 
disfigured light

	
a deer
whose mouth 
is a rainbow


	
slave bees
sculpting 
mountains

birds
cleaning 
the brand 


and under
the bloodlessness 
of distrust
	
oil coalesced
silk fires


	
I sat and kissed her 
and pressed her against her

on the kitchen table
memories fall
like crushed cream


	

the soul is an
immense grind of

supercilious, mitochondria
in an inconmensurable carafe

echo-tolling 
radioactive
vibes


thick-braided capacity
pulsate replicating
the splinternet

fissure precision
wang milk
x-ing
bow-wow


antebellum takiguchi 
quarreling
forger gazelle

dub photophobia, 
dermatological
ripsaw gloom


annulled
vulnerable 
rat-burnt
phantasmics

spilled 
Koan wood 
& haptic
wires


coal aphorisms,
raygun, post-seizure
intestines


she turns her body
bouncing the chain
between her legs


we remain 
that evening 
with the markdown


There is no use 
for Poetry or Art
	
They kill the thing



In the early first summer 
a self-pointing

living form
shrieking 
about love


a city 
of bulging 
deaths
	
a euphemism
crack where 
harmonious
bribes linger

	
measuring it 
love wisely


thai pistachio coifs 
and shorted gladiolias

remembrance iambs 

numbered cushions 
corrected
by drugs

	

a memephor: 
stuck, 
quiet

continues to click 
on education's
authomatic locations


pruned-back 
parenthesis
stranded in
cabbalistic
pure algorithm


beauty or mystery --
I can almost read it

Crack it back finally,
finally shake it down.
	


unendurable effluence 
bouquet imbibed 
by belonging



typorgasm
	
“Delivering 20944 poems from 1147 books, 
in the dialect of chimpanzees."


underworld
cleft
saliva

vitreous 
consciousness
omens


concentrically
half-machine
ecstasy
salt
tagged
as lava


hula
opioids

crushed
elegies

pus-controlled
lipstick mudras


recycled 
ectoplasmic
tv debts
myth 
the worst 
awe


we walk back home
in our underwear

speaking with money
with a firm-thighed light


I desire 
to enter
life
now
	

I have a name,
luscious and still, 
it inhabits my face

a heart like 
an empty
tin


I am too tired 
to write more

and the life that I am 
is your will, and in all the words
I hear the song of rain 

it shakes me
it is the book 
I have 


and along each way 
no one has been
	
and none of us can 
answer how we deserve
any time

or how we will 
learn to be more
than time 

or how we turn 
the pages of our illusions

where the answer is the same,
always the same

the same
most valuable thing
brought back
again & again
	






	6.
	

I have gathered in front of them 
a fist, my arms make
the shape of a suitcase.

In the kitchen, there is a bed 
with lips and the windows are open, 
full of water and there a light sun
remembers water puddled in the cemetery;

and the room spins on its breath
and wonders. That morning when I run onto 
the street, I am the first one to see the sky.

	
The sun, wearing a slight
dust that is like the sea, 
infects the clouds,
heavy with sky 
below the a blue wall.


A bird sucks at my hand. 
My hands are holes in the trees.
	
They are not beautiful.
They are quiet ponds.
	

They (who?) are holding a senseless Q&A
for underwater shoppers in the village.
	
A pregnant rat of a marriage.

Gush-notes index, a moment 
that is very intense,
	

I carry artichokes, over
the lying streams, 
the beautiful
inhabited runs.
	

The Consultant 
(once cosmopolitan, 
majestic) cycles
slight musky 
an idiot 
in a morgue.

	
I choose Criticism
an open imposter of Technique, 
of Maternal infidelity 
in the Wilderness, of thick 
patent-leather tiles and 
many-cultured Methods etc.
	

Google huddle within each perspective 
in the old-clothes of terminology.
	

An ape sings on this strange dirty road.
My spit is a black flower
beneath a little halo of fingerprints.

	
Long ago when I left every hour
on a battle-field to reincarnate in the 
carnival of Brains, in the hotel 
before I moved up to find my colleagues,
The only thing I could see was
my sister touching water, her aching
fingers powdered with unicursal poetic
hapless domesticated cracks 


And I hear the cries
e.g. a human's mind
stunned and banished 
“born,” as it happened, 
mercilessly on film. 

So my father’s substrate
cigar-ash light attracts
cattle goddesses, dry-dust 
sunsets. Dante, pollen, s
potted ataxia,
and all is born.

	
Kaleidoscope waters course.
Cipher. Entities
of Disembodied cairn?


So it goes. To be no end, 
not even a Family Dream.
	
I pray for an unknown.


The mute colocation
of my cunt and her mouth.
Breasts in dark sleep fever.

The small lawns of the stars,
the dead dull nerves
of a lost flower.

The sound of horizons,
that print light.

	
And it is rain in the centre
of the moon. The moon's eyes 
are open, stained
with rain, wet gold red
bruised dead waves.


A great beauty 
has begun to stir

and the earth 
is living. 


Dopamine rivers, insolvent, 
push dead friends into 
scathing basel ganglia.
	

Larynx:
birdless
lampless
appliances.
	

Heterogeneous calamities
in which an ironic afternoon's 
utensils say that, in fact,
there is no brain-stem. 


Policies of Negative Anonymity

Nests, deep enough to
alter trajectories.


symbiosis[1]
brine-caked
	

snuggle 
sweating
digressions

appropriated
biocompatible 
contexts


sycophantic memos,
replicant anguish,
accusative plastic
encyclopedic rut. 


An attempted suppuration 
of all information
along which each 
of my mother's hairs 
embarked.


Huge inconsolable
functional alchemist 
raunch bungalows
drifting by, documenting
nearby universes.
	

Top-drawer fairyland
propagandistic sonar.

AirWaterEarthFire


Ambien yeasty,
forty-mile-an-hour
milk love.
	
They shot the garden.
Smoke runs into the fossil.


You have a silly need of anxiety.
You go a long way
for the insubstantial.
	

	
There is
dirt on the 
edge of the
eldest myth.
	

The real, a kind of air
used in the future
	
A thunderbolt of
extinct power.
	
Violence, an inviting web,
an abundance of human beings. 

A fog of lightning.
	

Because
mind
is like
a beast
	
	
Plumbing, compost, puberty,
cashmere smokestacks,
couch donkeys. 


How decisively, 
conjecture leads utterance
toward positive drug-stamped
antiterror armies.

Cinders and manias 
shimmer insane 
to party.


Worms fuck with 
shoal, underfoot,
startling proxy
cinemas of silk
tendrils making 
RNA grace fall
from slanting 
prunes.

	
Gelatin wrinkles in the windshield.
A honey-comb of crunchy startups.


Laughter factory-made.
My life, a confession.


Humiliated apostles
inhale scabby loom
chime jazz 
new yodel 
supply postures.


Signalling hive, 
decorous pronouncements.

Tuning the etiology 
of knowledge, -- milktrucks,
anxiety, shrub-weed 
dictator spirits.


	
avantgarde
profusions flying

Is that a skull-cup?
Or is it what the orca said 
against barbaric liberation,
the destination that 
scorned convictions.
	

One cannot help
tragedy mash sloth.
	
It is always necessary 
to break
what isn’t there.
	
To leave the abrupt 
end of a question 
in anarchy's own
alphabet, a totemic structure
the resembles milk.

Otherwise shabby
discriminating
uterine words 
become guns.


Near-infrared scotoma, 
unforgiven, flopped over, 
precious as a thistle.
	
Insanity of rugged debris.
	

Biography's corpus callosum
possessed by frigid legends
of quantification.
	
Schizophrenia puppies.







	7.



Chasm tutorials, 
& half-grown novas,
soar over solid 
vernal Human, 
running now, its face,
shrined in primal smirk.

	
Names melt into anomalies.

And now dreariness curses
confluence up, dusting
desultory herds.

	
The money path
petroglyphs 
a carcinoma.


Amphibious info hacking.
Combed painkillers.
#42 vitamin volcano.


Compassed animals lowing like doughnuts 
hailing Foucault's fists & champagne mouth.

Neon blessings
curmudgeon grebe.

Wires of clean sick
subjective virus-borne
embryological attitudes.
	
Things goitered from words,
wearing attempted rhythms.


1.5em red fluffed
sexual botnets 
in hell.

	
Numerous Beta poets.
	
Galvanic parties where
snails, cream-coloured cowshit,
& vinyl cheap weekends license
guttural betrayal.
	

Prospering dilations, 
susurrations grouped, 
compressing wisdom.

Butcher-coin ducts.
Tempest clean dioxides.
Extant twisted aromas.


You’re blind and sick
of geometry's end.

You evaporate into snow.


“I have a degree in nothing."
	

and now Dietrich and the Improbable Speedboat
dictator chelsea the statistical dream


She said, it doesn’t matter what you call it
- techno, unhardened, dead,
matter-of-fact, hasp wet,
bread in the pepper, comp heifers, 
skyline mononeuropathy, gendered or 
quarrelsome --
         it is all semi-darkness.

the allure of 
finger
warm boons

souldoll slippery 
autonomic ruin

picobiliphytes
cooking hysteria


How seriously we squandered
the gestures of that heavy defective
night.
	
In the morning, I reset-to-factory-default 
in rock-rapt sadness.
	
Subscribed to uterus bomb sculptures,
we live together freely, 
crying.
	
Irreconcilable, I shove each burning
tune into sewn bread, flee within screams.


Thickening to touch,
presence shanting.
	

moss-ridden memory-management,
milkbellied, arrow-quick,
shrink-wrapped,
immovable, swollen,
pre-existent, folds
meridian soft paralysis


We forget
we play
in wounds.

	
After the sunburst
thermos bed theory

MIT Edison, GUTENBERG-tm
elasticity azaleas 
mea culpa my mall

	
then night ends


I play the margins 
of a caryatid
Plotinus american-
oedipus infant tone. 

Telepathic, overwhelmed,
a futile reflex.


Helvetica Chameleon pulses
in fleshing transformative 
warbling manipulations

scattering logos
in heaven

the deep air
slips from abundance, 
and we cry; we call it
to the emptiness of our mouths

bankable colors in its wounds, 
demand dehydration
gynecologist nests, 
drunker than intentionality, 
superfluous as formality. 


I feel an amnesia of champagne.

I keep coffee
in the office.

I gnaw its deadly transfusion.

No longer 
diminished, 
tactile
in the gasses.

Streaming birds swarm.


Jetsam
urseappeal 
netsam
reeb
bulbous


Running with 
love is like this:
a length of empty meat
neatening each rhizome.


pre-replicated
self-maintained,
redistributed 
   hypersensitive
spray-painted seas

A room which lies patiently 
in ritournelles
of overturned misdoubt.


The fear that carnal judith
confesses before our 
electronic grave trysting-place


Let nothing come. 
I do not love.
My absence is useful.

	
She relies upon it, 
its relentless sour.

It almost feels like Metadata.
Slaughtered diazepam.

A fold
searching for 
complex sincerity


transnational attainment
clotted in my fingers

home-grown catacoomb
consumed dumb, quiet










	8.


	

What of the soul, façade-embedded plonk?

An empiricist rainbow
vivisection double-blind
mimicking wobbled, manifested, 
sexless, cliche wide, betrayed, 
hoarded numberless mountains?
	
suddenly healthy, 
an app
4 sunshine>

an anecdote about coffee?

a great tomorrow which, 
cozy as a photo of a earlobe, 
disdainfully googles lush chains?


Ah,
pricy minimental
mountain-ranges of
categorical time
	
mighty-mouthed
indenture dildos 

a bonfire, in the final 
afternoon's bramble

desperatetowels:

perfection,
decipherable and powerful,
extracting torsion blessings
from a mirror


neurochemical sustainable maneuvers
completely envisioned 
as wrenlike surfaces

a flensing
thug-violated 
office clock.


I listen to the sea --
It is the only way I see.
	


Banksy Films
#Dream, Vagina
doughnuts:
making tea by filling up the nest
with fricatrice.


Beta machines
designed to be virtuous, useful, and
in the rougher parts: ignobile

to avoid the feeble zeal,
to label juxtapositions


Writing non-linear,
irresistible despair

and the thrush
ripsnarl of yesteryear,
mute.
	

an illimitable song
	

strategically felt
monocytic intricate
quivering & intimate


transtraditional
remembrances

	

I was looking at your fingers
	
as though thru water
just made real,

I was standing at last
on the sands
	
writing notes
the last attempts to identify
	
what i thought was mine.
and all the roads 

next to me
cut the water
	
darkened the now, sunk 
into open form
	
waves 
of representations; 

trembling as light. Essentially,
waiting no more false explanations
	
an idea of another 
path not to write
	

in this place of concave tissue
at the end of the sea

bitterness calls to me. Makes me feel
emotional. A party of ricocheted 

neuroepithelial bones.
Feeling normative
	
I think of imprisoned
vowels,

self-made disheartened elegies,
belching passwords.


Holy bar-snack unironic decoy.

A material that has not been harvesting flowers
No blood can read it, but Wikipedia wrote it.

I am endangered abused, brooding, 
mangled, relentless, expectorating emptiness.



Embroidered voicemail scenery grabbing me
like a Goth girl costumed in wallpaper

strangled by perturbations.
ultimo willy-nilly silo-rich,
monkey chemicals. 


Socially-crinkled dreg 
traumatised pillowcase

Meditations on 
collaborative and identical
self-reported mental-benders.

	
Pollinated fresh hyperactive 
mesmerising ProgRock.

	
Beauty held in ease.
Knowledge diverted into the body.


20-point rubble decisions.


Bull-necked mac
command-line tattoos, 

pregnant conjecturing
about sealed miseries.
	

I want soft shampoos, 
arthritis-colored guesses,
a 7/11 @ asylum
	
	
Ribbons of blood are just 
map-maker soup.

Sit and forget
the precise gold breath
of a dying worm.
	

I said the word was sad.
So much was I where I was.

	
an hour ago at my birthday
I had a nightmare of rimming 
all the girls 
in Dachau
	
Driving gravel
up through the mud.

Begging the hut to sit.


Seven of my fingers.
Flying into the light 
Thru which we are falling
	

Velcro angels clutching
Poetry swerves to us. 


A fascistic selfless
semi-quark, impossibly-shaped 
like deflated zucchinis,
dropped out of her breasts. 


I have never wanted so much, a distant
one. If one fell there,
she barely would go on.



I remember the lower bridge on the other side
of the field where the old homeless
ones, weeping green growing red and blue
thru summer, grew still and silent,
and watched a flock of black voices, angels 
drifting from one side
toward the other.
	

Our animals
beat their heads,
against their chests

falling, cock-hung from 
their one-size-fits-all turf.


And being is still
alive. This is a fist.

Most of the pain.
is enough, and now sometimes
an intense sound of helping,
alone, happens.
	

Here you are
actually brushed
with the
peace of inner
waters in your
skull, not fueling 
or playing a charred
rain on the river
with a last
glinting in the window.

there is a
shade
between
the
thin
orange
soil of
your
newborn
beast
that blossoms
something
flowing
before you

The light
insipid
grew tiny.

The ether
paused. 

Insufficient scraps,
battered, now-empty
drove lost 
in the persistent 
instead

Somehow
the dictionary
returns to
the metal chest
	
	
So many shadows have come.
	
Under the dark ice, the pockmarked
domain stratigraphic
manger dandelion
awe wind
grab-bar
	

a breath of breathing
green and green


the stone app 
where I should have been
climbing and waiting

says, this thing is it


The body is a crumpled city
inside a blue flower.

	

A brown wolf sits 
on the floor
writing with the red tip 
of a knife, as his eyes grow
until she is us.

And I turn her into the last
roots or ideas of the river
and drink them.


Spare wattage imagination. 
Incapable of being born. 
Your tribe mother.
	
My eyes are the same
as children in the sun.
	
Not just sitting on the sun
but a mirror, and a photo
at the center of fission house.



our
own
flow
never
ends

it is
left
in the dark

plagiarized
as moments do



hippocampus surfaces
quiet precipices

flexing,
slow, stone heavy regret


redesigned hollow 
animals silent at dawn
in a refuge of milk

spore stomping
passively, unsubdued

sex hive, 
tormented

a folded orphan
boiling 
microvascular 
change

the smoke of a million dandelions.


vagus chain bites
fibrous tornadoes of blond 
scrub bird specialties

canons of signature gossip
blossom soffits of the baby-restored 
postmodern lectures


Dionysian hovercraft 
dissipate the air
during sleep. 

grip Anamorphic
bulkhead lawns

garbo's homophonic
culverts, and Gmail 
feel sand 

kinesthetic infinitude
prohibited by phrase-stewed
crumbs

bestirred perpetuity
	

devotees inside rain
ache with instincts 
of irksome infancy

power anchorites

a small epiphany
estuary liberation



power 
with no place 
to show, and no 
need in this time.


I feel dispersed in 
non-fluent computers
refined to rot on a sunporch.
	
A dying dharma 
bearing a Mercedes-Benz
harbor of aromatic
booty.
	

Pyroclast glow history,
straining hard, numbed, 
like virgin sand-tanned 
ethanol mangroves.

The perspiring syndactylism 
of the penis. 


Interstate
pet detectors.


Asset—like OS
presence 501c3 
ISBN gut

dripping
broken summer 
charisma







	9.




letter 
liberating 
expert seed

microchip 
satisfaction
bleeding
	

nipple-balm 
womb-sparks
touch me 

as I watch them (who?)
sweat in a dark door
	
the paws of a bald young man
raising the young woman

the funeral
riding on her knees
like a star in their brains

a human mouth
passing by, snakelike.


Because I know you know my means.
	
I'm not kind or
funny enough 
to be loved.


At breakfast I wake the girls 
with their towels in a row of 
post-seizure see-through 
vinegar, the mess boils
a fine-structure 
into a wind

	
Lost in a grove of thirsty, 
empty rivers, without water.

I am a human body.
And the world is a circle
of Wounded Robotics.


daffodils, cicadas,
firetrucks, roots, deep cages,
nerve bait, superconductive
unopposed stimulation


to find gleanings 
in asemantic
synthetic orchards

from stout galaxies, pry 
virus-automata
& passive guns

to weave holy 
Demos of 
dysfunction

glossing the plow
conduit counterpath
mysteries where words 
limp


dissections of 
a fragrant
buddhist
trinucleotide

	
freelancers
paid to realize
phenomenological
hacks

	
endurance tensile refugees
burned by
utterances
and epic dust

entering strange hives
of memory to
acquire a seashore 
hologram


stung by awe, no one 
can help me control, these
few ideas of joy

no hands, no gums, no self
no child, no love, no sun
no arms, no birds, no blood


I was agrippina
a ghost of a ghost
hissing like cattle and pebbles


a quiet powerful
knowing, pregnant
after desires left

a glass as long 
and empty, as is the window
and the mirror, and wall:

visible only
as schematics, 
temples of light.
	


Dying
	
The soul
is naked
like the moon

its riches
smoke

the heart
unframed

open to surfaces
of explicit virtue

falling on the sea
to bite fish


The night
fades

and a flock of tears
sprawl in every bone


a pair of red snakes, sleep
in a corner of this house

	
your face
calls me

your eyes
are closed and your lips, 
balloon, amber, foaming around
the tongue, moving,

and heart 
cries out
all night

through the grass
among the trees

the stars of the world
even though tired
of summer, whisper
about cold sunlight

and I am waiting for you,
driving back the night

thriving, running,
blazing, falling 
into the fire

to taste what you had,
to kill all shadow,
to see flesh gone



In the kitchen,
a dog
and a young man
and a boy
stroke your legs
and close your wounds
and carry you out 
into the last morning
where you are singing

and day is called
to tell a story
lost in her body

tell of power 
destroyed
by teeth

clouds of gold salt

and the sheets,
when she was still
a little girl

and a baby
in her arms

a small formal snowfall

and she was there
left beneath it

too large
to discern
any work in love 


to be
the rubik
heart

smothering clouds
around her in heaps

limbs
crumbled 
from earth

dead bees 
in the rains

dispersed 
sensed
nameless

smelling of laughter, 
and quiet sculpted flux

surf-halos, parades 
decorating praise marrow

xerox landscapes
ribbed bacchae


walnut doors
blur sentiment 
lexicons transmuted
dendrite rectitude

homologous avatars


face/to/face
striate cortex
wild flesh 
capillary mnemonics


a tongue
creased, rooted, 
responsible for explaining 
romance--


I hurt
until I thirst 
to write

summer thaws fun down,
removing the act of seeing


surly combustion
of loss, paramedic 
context

outhouse
oligarch

neuroglia
preemptive
sorrow 

breezes
speckled
with
soporific 
whys?

fissioning languages 
schooled in gateway
reassurances

One centre
of one eye

it's a horizon








	10.





and by the end
it returns, flitting,
sloping down --
the nearly delinquent
alleged mirror

holding
chamomile steps

the end of this end
is to see, to stand,
to be sure  of what 
will be imagined.

the vacancy
of laurelled
epitaxial 
facts

loud injustice
trying to try 
to turn into
colored sleeping
goldfish
	

to
imagine
what happened

to sort mind's
phone parts

to leap close, directly
contacting a multiplicity

suddenly
deep sallum
caved vore

a weather-gray
southern fence


shining with fragile blessings
in pre-replicated kimono
civilized mockery of mud
and speed that assassinates
the beautiful

	
sms encased
pagophagia
coercion dove


startup seeds
pimpled, marooned,
blooming haunched
similitudes

Auto-buying This

the packet
mirroring
beige 
self


thinking war 
proved “unicorpses”

fermenting plastic
in whole-wheat history

towards (again)
coca-cola breath spangles

drought bridges,
shrugged assertions

OOP transcendence

surrounded by life 
but doomed to die
	
and knowing not 
what to say, this is 
how we encounter
the ruptured vast
indiscretions


Yin zone
spammers
birthing an
algorithmic
rainbow.


I want to be dead. 
I wake the name of the moon.

	
Hitchhiking
on the shore
is a pigeon
	
The sky is 
becoming a rock
	
An aroma of light,
vain, prays
to sleep.




to take
away from 
the stone

to make
from that
	

at the beginning of
thought you might 
have been afraid


now I hear you 
beating summer numbers,
believing the debris, amid 
careless sapphires destroyed
by smiling policies


I am, then, wearing letters.
There's no it--so that if I die,
a venerable country, old with life
redistributes my senses, my views. 


I think
I touch
a bright 
mothersong
in fulminant
kneeling ecstasy
disappearing into
its tenderness


squeezing
dew, staggering
unfilled bedraggled,
a fraction

unharvested
and heavy

half the pain
taken from innovation
does not give the keys to rescue


prayers, 
re-cast in 3D,
sing ruin

HTML hairstyles, shaved,
creak and fail


i rut
unloved

unconstruct time 
that I then kill


wiping its glass
with billions of blogs

washing from nature joy
in trojan orange-green light


to sever
— coal-black cancers 
from complicated greed

to perform trouble

to banish our
bench-pressed 
duplicaton lives 


we are caught in days
flung from importance

we pass dysphagic, 
blinking, through cracked,
invisible tight-fisted
love


to foil what's sullenly accumulated
to transfuse every rerun comprehension

	
to wake to a glimpse 
of every keyword

to see signs clump
toward 60’s 
hypotension again
	

their curry hips sigh, 
ashen hips conjoined

in sesame verdure
drag-racing
the internet of time


bloom from 
a gray coma
of patriarch rain


How can it be good 
to stand in herds?

since the world dug up 
an interior
powder gaze?

	
This dot of sweat, a few
stray dollars, some 
lonely things
shouting in utopia


while gravity
relaxes in his 
biologically-revealed
chortling boredom! 


form gauges the way 
a pale mist drives

melted digitalis
E-Learning bread
from the wedding


in the last wilderness, 
a wounded man, recalls
dead dreams


beauty lies by the 
side of the pool

its oil dies

an empty beehive
implacably, perspiring



a picturesque archipelago of pain:
curmudgeon jazz

impeccably strewn 
pesticide ruins

banning all shamans
	

I know, I suppose
it was rain
	
effervescent
interpretations 


a lull
	

and all the girls
crying      boned

dangling sturdy 
PTSD
fuck grimaces
	

on lichen-masked stars
cold under supernova
mercy

anterior impenetrable
lamentation cryptesthesia
magnets


habits enacted
by   tapeworms

	
aphasic ticktock
E=mc2  odor-laden
entangled cyberspace









	11.



ulcerated
bubbles:

the hunger of my father 
is walking again
under contaminated 
stars, their garish
willow delirium placenta
sorrow celibacy
celebrates
never-to-come
suicides

	
everything is at a dolphin's length 
before the highball respiration

the swung Petrarchan television 
1997
whim thesis


This is a the truth: 
the way is dust.

What are we to teach?

Distance is not more
than promise of knowledge.

	
The day is
a substance
of the instant word.

	
I find a website of a new life
pure physical patterns.
	
It might be easier to belong
content contained representation.
	

Systems Systems, Systems, Inc.

Cyberkinetics
Neurotechnology 

A Real Laboratory
consolidated in
Real Idols
	

Horizontal Fault Antshares 
Loose-Lip SurfRider Comfort


visions full 
of water
and flames

Everything Biases
toppled within Zen

Flesh Anarchist
rectitude staggers

Me/We, u, $50

the night smiles


	
A murmur, of a calm swarm of sex, 
yoking wax horses to dead fated 
serene PDFs

A Tower D-minor 
Military Kansu
	
Anemone tropisms

Derangements barbed-wire summer
restructuring private claws


A single brand-name
schizophrenic phallus

unfolding and decoding
romantic impidity

dwelling in melancholy
ideation



monkey
milk

sage Idaho gentle
Myasthenic Zelda-in-pyjamas


oracular plasticity

	
reverse cluster
symbolic affordances

a logistic brindled ray


to hug an ancient 
hallowed flesh home
chain

	
Meridans swept atop a raft
	

Isotope Discount
Anapurna ethos ledger:
a wrath-bearing tree
	

Dionysius MSc Chit

	
I buy milk
I theorise



The Surveillance people are able
to do shit
but we will not get
a dime
	

Outside consequences
dance in
what is
	

and why not
crystalpunk merlin
straight
into your lap

advertise
the lyric
wilting, sore, 
freaked, a mess
	

unweave
a deep thirstless 
final movement


jump from the earth
	

Everything lives upon the invisible lines.


and even the glittering white of the whiteness
falls up into an arctic hotel

thinks: life's bullet
draws on its eyeballs

a quiet glowing face
strikes the future


We go to cry 
within your heart
to lean into sleep,
thunderstorm an epigram.

Buy discarded trust,
and use it for the scent 
of everything that seems
to matter.


I am always crying into the center of
the black eyes of the fog, walking around
for a long time.

undulant
unconscious names
wordless signs 
the relevance of repetition


A Good Day For Wounded History
	

The Ghana Street 
crews have passed
the change you are

flapping in the crotch

walking through the floating meadow

to work the flat light 
into a spiral of bone
	
what I don't know
has come back to me 

transfused with 
time’s goodness
	

preciousness mutilated
inarticulate embryos

the animals twitch 
at the roadside, 
emitting angels

	
GROIN sign
heartbreak, 
Bathroom sex
shovel jukebox

clusterings of Itzpapalotl, 
tacky, snorting like glamor


sustainability cribbed 
illuminated nonsense

febricity crocodile

synchronised stale
rain, again, again


	
Spinoza's 74% 
dollarweed seed 
fused rust

a calm
painted husk
mouthing ignition 


gender noose


rose lightning beam-ends 
of a plausible event

and the ruins
of veneration


a precious interruption, 
sick, syncopated, shrieking

no climate, no doubt

a steady swell
of dangers
sweep the wind



the grown garbage of bravery's
frantic habitation

in the far hollows 
of inbox cemeteries

a golden light
narcissus masklike 
stealthily passes
brooding
	

lukewarm clairvoyant 
dementia weeds 
shrub and kitsch
what remains


what do we have besides
the pomp of persephone?
	
whose one hand falls
in the ecstatic
dark of missouri


hurried, over all the lawns, cop
chintz hillsides, love-lock lit
by bones, unzipped

	
here is the day--
striving to neon-proof
unconquered flecks 

	

Mute insistent jealous
mirror of the rat
	
its chain enclave berries yammering
a broken shrill, burnt, personal crowing
in the electron marathon

wild plumes smelling 
of wheat and
adenoidal time

nanosynapses convened
to classically leap guilt
through the smallest swiped results

blurred desiring
silent in the soft sudden 
intricate labouring
light


in which the human grabs
clusters of genomic time

to pound the shit out of passion

to kiss the shadows
chained by dice
	

keeping the mind
angelic, vanished

the Micropolitics of
Hushed Reconciliation



evening dies
	


kali-yuga
vague damage 
is now the known
	
sellable love

sad and wise,
a tender purge

amaryllis bluffing
the crystal lipped
clitoral nerve of metadata


orgasm’s nit agonist 
epigenomic goo
design flocks
coldwater beach

translucent
bright clay 
in an ancient
rushing fight
to echo
nothing


the wind wude nu
sings cuccu
	
cuccu cyclone's
closeness loop
	
quaking from lime-kiln quotas

to learn
what it screwed into
an extremely centrifugal 
curriculum of fire







	12.


	
slovenly attitude
of mild-eyed stars, half
broken

when the bus arrives
it is also empty


blind ceiling
of peach ancestors
used disingenuously

	
at night i read the snake,
and found it never died.


and my death
unclogged
openmouthed

the lock
protocol

propped hands around the
the skyline, the
measured input of the sea

	
a wheel filled with
pure-blood quills

a legend containing
a little dim anchor 

and stones
slowly flinging
an elastic sheet
over moth limbs


the remnants of
a zone of sheen
beneath the
pressure
of a sabbath 
beach afternoon
	

all things open, lost to us,
as if they were a hell

the oneness,
at the end of this explicable day,
extends a rope smell
into answers


a big hole
a great piece of dust
a dazzling egg muscle
	


a whale beneath the knife 
thick milk of underwear

the names of lovers
offered numbers 
by viral-tongued 
absolutes

even my aged 
anima bellows

 
massive passive 
discordant,
inaccurate,
compartmentalized
synapsing 
optimum
inauthenticity

BrainGate™ tacos,
chained, riding in the
madaura manyatta

cud challenged,
withered, retroactive
spontaneous, context-sensitive
psychoanalysis


per-capita beeping
titanium pens, mustang
hatrack oboe
acquitcotton


Katrina 7/11 Territory

Bhudda's ironic
esteem thresher


a jacket of unfaith hatred, 
ungirdled halitosis retching
opensource soothsayers


the semiotics of faces
encapsulates flowers
or escalators
yipping like limes

a cactus spurts

.muse,
unwinds
variants
to simmer
solitude


unplugged wars,
lie in non proofs
embracing mounded 
lamb laundry abysms



and such are the glances 
of sharpened embodiment

its plentiful maps,
succulent,
purpling a deep transplanted 
self-disrupted vicinity


mumbo-jumbo contentment salesman
shot-gun moon-scythe
ever-deepening extremes

antipodes 
of intelligent
dilated
orchards


slamdance 
plexiglas

innervation
sanitation

cryonic
millennials 

market
arrogant
well-milked 
domestic pollen


they don't know
the reticulated
pinhole shaman
fault-taunted
defenses

	
this is the work of spirit:
conference beer, powdered daquiris,
weed, failure, gloat, stroll down.

an auto-da-fe
of flat oppression

an isotropic
neurotic 
consensual 
oblivion


the vast dialect of
desire: keen-sighted, 

one can never be sure
that one is dead, and
someone or some other
lives
	
	
the cries of our disregard,
sleep thru the february day

in a dream 
of sheet-metal
swallows
	
the trees and the trees
keep falling on
the path

and now suddenly, 
it’s not day, 
and we sit 
with blue animals

	

user-centric digital-elevators
waking to cellophane-
food, antennae-drugs,
cyber-houses & mental-brine

DNA fetish hands
reload the tiger chaff

nomadic 
labyrinthe
bloodless
weapons


brainstem
cocksuckmotherfuck 
survival


a magnifying place
of empty rich bait

blatant mud

combustible
ruminative
muttering


torn churl
stumped flail

sexist beehives
of nightblue
pock-marked 
cogitation


pneumatic
thyroid
question 
engineers


because my death 
is lived only once

saplings
suppliant
the expiated
para chamber


amalgams of vertical
junctured evanescence

tissue-engineering
excess bureaucracy

	
catch yourself
pretending to shut your skin

a canopy of small grasses dragging 
identity thru schizophrenic sleep


Rest now. We have left
the house on for you.

And ever since
we read phone-poetry in the auto-car
when you were asleep in the meta-room
we don’t know what we are.

	
but we are doing it
on the floor

jinbingayirnanaha
a pin in my brain
	

and like at starbucks
interpenetrated  eggs 
supply soft-bodied, 
jazzy dacron uniforms.


And something else:
darkness like old coal
a dusk womb
	

I commit to an equilibrium
combo. I shift the skin
dogma.

	
sensual
sacred
sangha
sex


metempsychosis
cannabis affect

rebirth pap


contrapuntal 
fastidious
jealousy
predator
slow
sapphire
soup


factory
entropy

shrub
trauma


A stream high-fives me. 
I am dying.







	13.


	
Darwin prayers (1966) 
or conversation/books

porchlight marriage
tracechain daffodils

gentle lichens, straddling 
the breast-mound
sift speechlessness

cobras, dew-bedabbled,
magnanimous and sin-eating,
young with disaster

delivering Trespasses 
open into pincered cringe

sunball phalluses, 
(arks, spire, caves, 
constraints, even habits)

satiny kant,
cooling custard,
domestic empathy

starshaped silly
five-dimensional
inferior brachycephaly
octave pieces
	

imaginary tenses

spice night technology
baked in tyvek


Harmony: a.k.a robotic you!
-- without egotistical 
   turnip history
	



home
is dead

	

a necessary point 
at the bottom of 
the body vanishes
	
a story rising from the
center of the character
evaporates

a system
of memory 
fails
	

a hopeless name
is slowly
growing into flesh 

and obscure 
water-caressing 
flowers fall 
from my oligodendrocyte
past

full-bodied 
combative desire

	
pleasures come to the guts
	

How else can I know 
identity except by the
brand of lampshades, broken roses,
streets of spam, and drainpipes breaking?


Only you must be
close to me


again 
i come 
back again
	
crying over
your riverside
mutant word-hoard


steamy heart squirt 
glacier
	
fetching thirst
from your chest
	

to surrender
the mind

percussive quantum

daylight somewhere, 
ethereal, flickers


saturated
threshold
parties of 
translucent
non-union 

fuzziy fornicating

	
a singed scent, in the moment,
drifting, falls into pear mud

soft in the soft, 
dark and soft 
human scoria


forever beyond the
outer surface source, 
the frozen smell of its
own dogs-shit backyard
	

rejoicing funerary 
enterbrainment
	
suitable for all
leftover sibilant
universal folksonomys

a philosophy of fortunate laughter
in the motifs of mortality

you must as well 
contain the earth 
and its phantasies

that breed artifice
eraser sufficient
temporarily abnormalized
neurochemical sufferings

	
these notes receive
from that, all thought

breath death deep extremophile nomads,
their blood replaced with champagne,
stranded in PDF everglades


umbilical language 
dwell twained 
to metamorphosis

fibrillating 
savage impure
contingent honey


a harness flirting flow: 
a philopornist
wolf-pack's 
harbour
wheat-fields


This afternoon levelled everything.
	

You hear liberation 
fart masoch
tickle implacable
disequilibrium granulated 
fizzing recombinant runes 


in your pockets
epanalepsis 
and vixens 

prerequisite
caresses


there’s nothing to tell:
bactrian mote fragments 
of the bare meadow-way configuration,
rebuilt laundry as vellum-enabled bricks

	
So in my mind The Meditator
prances, eyes half-closed
to thank-you


polaroid wildflowers
stomping serenity 
into savoury flames


some sighs
speckle thalamus
enslaving irritation

a neuron sea melts
the long-inert essential
saffron wire of grief


N-methyl-D-aspartate 
futility mansion
	
annealed and decoded 
in cryptocurrency ATP

destroys informatic
awakenings below fact


It becomes each rain's cry,
a meaning governing the throat:

clouds, canaries, empathy


self-interest 
wildernesses


an asset modeled
partisanship sea-foam 

and unmeasurable
slick poultice of windex


no douche prison
inappropriate refills
neuter home

no milkbellied, louch, mismated slogans
crawl through my chipboard
hard-on architecture

no one is reading 
this book 
to any audience
	






14.





Torsion  pupillary Love's 
nestlings pull 
chastened Intercycles

Shift 
and settle over the decanter 
scheduled suburbs! 

3D publication
Dachau wormwood

	
27,245 prehistoric witnesses
suck threads from the ruined 
pants of a home-brew buddha-dog

--son of a bitch
merry-go-round, bathroom


free bunny
tingle


£0.50 DNA
50-90% fucking


tug and beam, keening hull,
machinery: belt and blubber tongue
	

superior lability dustballs
disembodied preadolescent rigours 

21st century funerals
vectorized patterns


refreshed captcha
anxiety creation


dawn, in
all its intricate debris,
summarizes the orchard

nibbles long 
and unseasonably 
at words
	

we have no
reception 
of a previous 
state
	
but each moment
is so next
	
that its as if it were
its own idea
	
a postponed correlation
reflective of the whole
	
a sharp deception,
craved because tender

regeneration faster 
than wit
	
salt of the throat,
axe, songbird, dogwood tree

a tiny dollar
a thousand tongues
	
the mercenary voices of friends 
preformed vermin parades

	
logarithms bullfinch 
lemon fling $atire
at spineless cats

moonlight-wrapped
discotheque assertions 
twist patience 

unfurl a skin's
tax-exempt groans

	
to return 
my mother home

braid holy time


scent meanderings
sintered narrow harvests


datart death-fall


in the mouth of a blue
gas star, purple
muscular manuscripts
rainbow-sweet

brandished blunt
love cluster
star-shocked 
information sweat

mending unutterable pain


machismo click
mote thrust
sky open
	


Time
runs from us,

old as the
water
of a cage
	

map-wounded days
guest-edit signs
battered by absent light


to be found again, perhaps
beyond a body thick with
fetishes looking for serenity
	

there's a fistful 
of flowers
in my heart

a sun
vengeful, 
stillborn

wormwood
	

jaws of 
soup and ash

wrinkled breasts
by the pond 


under-acknowledged
ribosomes know, step by step,

how-to return
the laundry of ventral clouds


how-to crisply 
independent and primal 
decussate guttural
crude appropriated cores

how-to layer 
programmed/exercises into
particularized willing


how-to wake up 
when Neeeeeew

and limn the terror
in stars and things

giant wings
bitter-smelling

shit audio
cloud prismatic
lime warm excrement


wildly
raping

the bitten 
shivering

belly- 
torched
quantum
networks 

	
between the
needle-sharp
	
nestled poles
	
the line of both sides
began to laugh
	


worm tracks 
against the
atomic consequences

contracts, B-frames, 
chandra aprons,
post-implantation fins


mud palimpsest chewies
bought from cramps 


coexistence chaste
stew informatic womb


1 = None
Tiresias

dope. I’m used to 
organizing the stainless
gorgeous machine-guns 

hackensack elixirs, 
help grunts, impotence
sunglasses, seed
braid hormones


immaculately shuddering
with condensed, smother
cures, mingle, shrieking


jagged oases
whirring over
purchased water


candycane
multilevel
celebrity
fugitives

	

encapsulated sorrow
(dismembered, collapsed 
mutilated & cracked) 
inside karma-looting
ambien arousal compost
	

microscale pambler 
whack-off spice


the drizzled upholstery 
of recent
URLs
	

capsicum defence 
discount marrow

asperger diffusional
open-sourced fulcrum  
theory keratin 


paracetamol
reparations
	

war is revery,
a buzzing yeasted heraldry
profit of death
	

IPv4 Root Model
rogue machine thugs
invade desire


poems voltage the only food


“Beauty fragments
ecstasy mould
collapsed power."

	
Nutritious slang
doled out entirely 
from probabilities.








	15.



there is one
embering 

a stuffed hypodermic
alpha-synuclein idiom

sheer spume knee-high seeming, and
traffic, piercingly discontented


poodle fossils giggle 


while mothers speak
or sing of death 

while thoughts log
beginningless awareness


book bloodstain
gamification venom 


ore myth flesh


0.5 % horizons 
675,000 mourned epigrams

flanked thumbnail syntax, 
it’s mock-orange spruced 
boundaryless fertile torso
imagining vertigo sea


the ground does not burn as hard 
as stars churn paradigms


in the garbled sunlight,
deep-tangled, leaf grail, and fox wheat
splashed with butterflies of first
light


pull flows
in space 

spreading and
leaking 
an unknown bandage


A cut in the soul and the
other hand within the ear.

The ocean is a pure
photographic retreat.

A translucent and amber
fog dotted with nets.


Evening broke the night, and I was thinking
that the sun was a girl on a floor,

Or a grey pencil.

Or a blue dog locked in the
corners of a closet forever.
	
Or an owl with a beard.

	


gone



misprogrammed supernovae: 



I can see
my father whistling, and
my mother at the front door
turning toward a window, and 
I am standing on the the corner, 
  mourning.
	

There is a woman in
a field filling her pockets
with dust, to hoard a tide
of mountains that will not end.
	

My father is being a man
whose father made him master
his father's knot.
	
They all came down to themselves, 
thinking of those who
could not have thought.
	

What you know is
a formula & a breath
in darkness
	
For death
is not here
to help you

	
the whole feeling
ends in
the widowed trees

and even dust
keeps on lying to us

	
guess
what: someone
is dying
	

that has been in my mind
-- and that act of
touching a throat

on the border,
transmutes the whole
frantic event of ravenous missiles 
rising from the painttube


curved mouth anomalies, 
pyrite soils, susurration.
	

rootlet prophecies,
unharmed, long-awned,
lissome forevers

washed down
appearances

like maps of starred
sandpaper covered in grass


habeas asset


the form of an idea, 
the dwell and anguish 
of its glandular budget


dopamine low orbits
ravishing erasure


Love 11.11
	
birds are yawning, grasses
moan, pixels fluff mud


And the stark 
edge repetitions
smell of stars
fibrillating

	
altocumulus churr
caught in nearby schemes

	
burnished, dazed innocent
internet-age pacifist
butchers pointing wisps of
daikon into a barren twilight

the crash of pounding fields
idling like a barrage of moles
	

I know
the pity
of heart-gone
unwished lives 
suffocating

and delight rotating
ozone strewn
quartz lacunae


shonky ripples
illustrating the
rocks and streets
of bombed dialectical absence

bundled up into epitaph excrescence.

	
eagle seat business
susceptible to ablución 
eroding grace








16.


	
here in this book it says
that cancer is sprouting 


it hurts, and
days drift  apart, 
winter sings
	
eight metallic
grapes in the blood

leashed flocks of ducks 
and cedar-fragrant fists

	
an algorithm 
of extracellular space
connected, disconnected
	

I have no sense of what it is
in this nuclear estuary
	
suspended blind by
a mechanism of 
material emergency


the familiar
sorrow drugs

hyperreflexia/extensor
code copyrighting
differing parts of 
the machine


and all the books
lack the energy to
discuss these elements


words which traditionally 
have created mammals 
and mountains
	
have grown into “gateways” 
of dusty doctrines

	
a network of infinite tumors
peeing a perceptual feast

and rothschild two-ton perturbation
games alternating between defiance
and performativity

crowd across
cayman-crowned
meticulous instants
	
in the fucking
fresh-picked
perforated
speed 


Aeroflot Medicis cower
collecting taut lard
from plunder-gardens

segue over hills,
in gene jalopies, absorbing
the dull diamonds
of compassion
	
touching the way
faith, livid,
remembers 
high-strung 
Fluxus Technoanimalism


Einstein, garish
slubbed by hardships

floating on
thought’s ocean path


tão resting in Sunlight’s
vinyl vale, glare fit
with mirror mufflers

	
demon cherished moth 
breakout smile cage
	

air blind, quiet,
dying into exile
	
a baby-boom volcanic
universe of scienterrific
forces
	

the numbing events of madness
the capped tide of wavebreak disguises
the angular monstrous bulldozers

murdering bread, shit and water
	
migrating the unforgiving
stench of the garden
toward a plateau 
of disappointments

	
Literatronic
	
sucide fake
transaxial profitability

signs chant gmail secrets,
orbiting, not without complaint
a future roadkill-fresh
clay applause lobe

	
soul irreversible dementia


cuenta coyote
stang hybrid
fiduciary calm

murmuring fugazzi 
gut chanel gaps

plastic sky-touched
mercury dawn

joy stained shoals
of miracle reuse

coo-lubricated folios
of flame-tipped rites


nostalgia granite
conflict membrane


monologue grunts, and pus
disappointments deployed,

bargaining for expatriated
facades, and polyphonic X-rated

nesting groan software

pasturing fake net.art 
reptiles of Ludic antipathy


vital fright-fragments 
tossed about a loosened heart

dioxides thrashing
daydream #250 

or suffocating homework
in plastic strings
	
yearning self/willed
lurid grief space



paid
selfless

guttural burn candy
shitting in mountains


	


And, over them, croutons 
proclaim paradise, and passion 
kittens buzz

Memory chains delimit
a sibilant
nonproprietary stone


and the mountain
and the trees
and the breath 
of the birds
became all the
same
	

immersed blown darkness,
same as the same

heart of a poem
a thing to do with the other

that is what I am doing: 
i have to talk to you

	
eureka
burning

sleeping experience
     on an empty lonely street

     

deathless music
semi-nomadic
condemned and holy
	
a #16 vignette,
a real-time crop,
a stone corpse spectacle

the disposed 
movement 
of an assumed
everything

	
pre-regression apricot
crows keep their elsewhere

130,000 paths curl
thru yellow spruce,
under the old painted cushion,
beneath the swell of sharp paper


every moment
presumed to be oracle
gazes with quick buttons
soft from imagination

	
green jargon
dried and eaten

remade for  g-spot  
daiquiri lancelot cloning

as multiple vitamins
rush from the blooming iced anodynes,

at the end of artery’s locker,
difficult to find garden


a river kicks your eyes

	
wave-like 
microphones
flicker and fizz
with beautiful commentary

in the foothills of agilities
ancient fern-wilting vaccines


coming back
to the only fact

that pain
is generous

to simulate it, 
works bets 
on crepuscular
gaping –


Maps: transgender
telepathical, NRA, 
salt-blotched,
playful, stenched

tedium, confused and stained,
adjusting its outrageous face

The meat:
a micro-generation
1-800-DENIED
	




	17.



screens,
crazed, dark
impossible loam,
chimp laws
	
acalculia contrasted 
to paratactic joy


parables of a twitch belljar

the techne-theologians control
the place where questions grow
	

Briefly intolerable
nests exalted
by the human heart
	
broken by the flesh of
thrusting  contingency
	
the green blood in
the arms wars

god, his cruel stimulation
in the body, before birth,
gifting anguished brains



a solar-powered niche
for prayerwheel hipsters

a cumin purge, 
in the deep-felt 
humid breath


cigarettes stubbed out
in a doughnuts

supernod
A-4 grind


homicidal
indifference,
price?

	

faith-hacked
infographics
	

retro-harnessing
gunked 
OnScreen 
beehives



spyware fissure
stubbed lava

iphone dreary
willow-ware



Julep Perma-yuppies
Coffee-Fucked 
Sexy Idea Scanners


ashes
murmur

polyps abiding
in bits

caulked into
redesigned 
hallucinations

crude
stratocumulus
tribes
	
cosmetic doc.ai gecko 
guillotine fools 
wincing over diaries


the lingering flowers
of statistical fate


despots of  ineffable
eponymous thingammies




a stimulated synthesised 
subtlety epi-centre

decodes
the flash-coined drool dense spatter 
of a traced elegy, the abstract
tears


	
an impossibly-excited
architecture


monochromatic auteur,
pungent spirituality 
of domestic penumbra 


ragwort epiblasts 
from Bakhtin’s recurring,
uterus

folk film,
timid ring, 
lens direct.

	
A Mortality Revolution

another gradual
concept of force
unravels  a muse 
	

     carcass-toasted 
immune blurb
ape shanties

wire shimmering zenith
cash embryo automation


ubiquitous rape, and
the already-built tar
	
lingering in the tall gutters,
let the long stars take over

waiting for the game
to become more attractive


echoes of tragedies 
loaded with millimeters 
of redemption, for-sale-on-apps

	
non-proliferation speculations
about immunity collapse


water,
it’s so huge, 
so auteur

No Twitter reforms? 
P.R. clumps wounded
with carved joy crumbs

Cortisol forgery orgasms


parrot shamans
functionless memes

Gnu
tweedled vinyl bee 
multimillionaire therapy
sexuality turnstiles

	
yolk falsehoods, 
unthrift athetosis

humans accelerating to market 
defective allegiances

spilling volatile displacements,
talents, genitals, fabrics,
fasciculus droning demethylating corridors,
lagging themes, epigram cushions, mouldering
lame husked dreams





	18.



	
We entered a thousand thousand streets, 
emptied ouroboros from Adam’s mound,
hopeless with preoccupations 
after she was gone.

A wrench in the heart,
frenzied, addicted,
wilderness acquisitiveness.
	
A lavenderish dusk paused everything.
The sun's summation, an IDE, a 
Silicon formulated adolescence, a
hundred phrases.
	

Eternal innocence is a headlock.
Church-going NHS poster dough. 

Bathrobes drinking hard-edge emptiness,
intoning synthetic brains, failed matter.
	
We lie to the horror of heaven.
Our stories fragile and regional. 

Sublime hail-stones curling around poop.
Lenses achieved through bestial apologizes.

Unsatisfied, automatic desiccated bacchii.
Subset meditations.
	

Importuned peaches, ancient socks hurled at audacity.
Touch, in a flat closet, heated by nylon boots.
	
Trees grow in headstones.
Patriarchal seas reproduce.
	
Bullets powder a hand-mirror.
The bomb of this pallid world.

	
And for the faces we left,
we etch a thin square.
	
Spend time in the mist,
just sit there.

Bake fish, uneasy,
wilting the wind.

	

Leashed and upthrown like Circe
devour a shoal of shuffled dollars.

Cultivate information plastic
crushed, homeless infamy serrating
  testosterone grasses.
	

I remember her undulating
octopus wings. The precious 
 fission of her divine sounds.


That chewed house.
A futurist looking for a psychiatrist.

The More, identified as the shadow,
Every tongue, rectitude.

Winglike thigh of solitude.
Pliant oceans, desire to punish act.

	

As if I were into life,
As if I had not long been sick, 
As if I was not emptied of presence.
	

We are the first
mind energy 
from which 
the poor 
are called.

	



	19.



Burnt keels, 
internal crone.


Dearth
in which the first shadow 
turns into mind.
	
Poems
of a half-sleep.


Networked ‘life’
avoids death.

The diminishing anguish of the scream, 
 a fountain, stained as you would
 a vintage lampshade, wine, quilts, 
all the subjunctive senses of self.


Unpaved streets
closing elastic
curtains.
	

I watch earth offer 
you a Freedom ring

and you sing to me 
inside of my nest,

in my dreams, 
wisdom, fire, and
divine desire,
try to grow.
	
Perhaps I know your name
and your name, is that trying.
	

The New.

	
in the flatland
coupled silence
of rabid diagrams
	
A solid egg,
paved my veins.


In my belly, a shatterproof bed,
smells of a cellist crossing oblivion.

Paroxetine for breakfast, dented nightsweats, 
the usual experience reduced 
again to subversive grief
	
a ragged bleeding circle
and a stupefied old rain 
writhing with black flies
	

the air twisted by fate,
a lock on the ground
where leaves had been.
	

The world was dewy as apples,
girls on dusty hills,
a wanderer
turned his head.

	
*
	

Their mouths left him
leveled by the smoke of one hand.
	
The first betrayed.
The mouth bruised by a peck.
	
A tattoo on water, a skull
in the center of the street.


And when the last clouds 
were dead
in a hut
	
parents sang
to their children 
and wept.


We watched the deer sink
teeth into each other.

	

Myasthenia 1962

	
Outside, the yellow carved
pond is full of vultures.

Dionysius, torn,
heals the hot snow;
	
Caresses hypertension's 
colonized enchantments.

	
The odor of 
forsaken leaves
rearranges relief. 

Drools, surrendered, sunken
in flicking famished open-access
pleiad spoors. 

Amethyst soda graphemes, unplugged pines,
oooooooooooooooooooooooo, pleasures' virgo ovens,
DeepMind, deep matter.
	

Android cherished hatchlings
written on scratch protection,
rote emptiness.

Eternity, a wager of expenditures,
one more saddened voyeur.
	


aaaaaaaayou

Psycho-social wetland, Lorca
ripsnarl of cararity.

Follicle-Stimulating Star
bitten by caneflower death-bed 
relinquishments

untruth wounds,
of the eternal opening


Now the seduce closes, 
diastematomyelia, cinder heron
where belly-flops
over-control fur.


Googling for windmills.


Congenital gloated barbs.

Presence is a cup of moles.
Love is flammable salty DNA.

	
	
A Committee Farm, 
where mental-dictators
fashion a crude intelligence 
and choose to be edited
in a forest of footage, 
by an artist-directed 
TV river.

	
N-methyl-D-aspartate receptors
stock antiterrorism DiceOptimized 
Twitter slave-sweat websites.
	

Warn hate!

	
In February, 
everything undressed.

A web of withering,
slick as a hypodermic design
for pathos.


Curius eddies, dorsiflexion,
hematogeous, linked through 
feverish duration.
	

70°26’36.5“ E karba sub 
kudos pickoff

	
Recalcitrant burglar.
Synonym of sourdough.
	


Fun-icide
re-uptake
sensitivities. 

Popcorn
30-50%
un-trust
	

Nano
endocrine
manhattan

	


orifices, blossoms, hair

for the first time
I see the
emptiness
of the small
room

& find it
	
in a heap
of air

so natural



an escarpment without
any impending despair of
the real


tied
into the continuity 
behind words
	
and the river
with its caged blood-hot eyes, 
rereading its dreams again


combing a clump of taste
in the dark trees

depraved cognition


	

*
	


in the bloody desperation 
that overwhelmed me

in the dark matter mutter mind
muse became a barren ground

down where the old bones were born
	

our money,
woven of weeds

in the crow's hand,
filled with wet

pure and unlucky,
weary reeds
	

A wall bleeding anonymity.



*


	

I eat sanskirt,
metaphysical marginalia 

grub-stake 
nubbled homelands

intracytoplasmic 
steambath

wet-nurse
contrails.

	
I force a slope
to the data.

	
I speak to a locked wall

I don’t know how to work
the heart of the room


In front of me,
very hard, the eyes 
of children,
gnaw a meager light

	
these children who walk alone
naked in the rain
	
and a mysterious woman
who holds me in the middle 
of the moon
	
with a dream of love 
and a sealed glowing song



*



histamine
barbecued 
neuroscience

among untutored stones of habit:
an enfeeblement

erased, unpossessed,
ego kiln

tactless

coyotes
dumbed-down, 
still unfathomable.




	20.



There was no mis-light germinal blood,
birds no longer massed like wax-rays
across the valley, great grasshoppers
in snow, eyelash-thin heads tossing sibling
runnels, marginal porphyry.

An alcoholic flower, oompapah 
leading the nitrogen trumpery drug 
of massive human, tooth and red clothed
destruction firming oil, offstage, off 
to the common burial-ground.
	

The specs suggest supreme power.

Northern morality roving
in a mood, resurrection, 
some say; others,
genocide.


Pirate-plumed big-bellied
amigo carpets and 
braile maneuvering.

A futureless desert
of self-tormenting
capitalist 
affirmations.


Woven ablutions and
drunken freedom.


I know that there’s no reason to change
destroyer-taken course.

We know less about ourselves, 
than we did
in the garden.


A sudden foothold, 
sweeping petals
into the opening, found
with its deep virtue
vole self-portrait, 
hunched over matamore's wounds 
cheering the mad exploitation
that old equity compounds. 


Everyone depends on weak beauty
being able to cut its own shape.
	
Whatever we love is all together
taken from another, where 
it is to be expected to lie down
to go back to a grey grave.

And soon the final fall,  
gamehunting with cameras 
in pyjamas, self-estranged
blunders from our 
aboriginal heart.


Offended as a centipede angel
with wild hair of bronze,
squints into the terminal.
	

Gumball
tax hiss, 
surrexit 
middle-east
demonology


bade voce whoop 
smooched dragon

cull dog honey

do the war of the moment,
maroon the deep.



Gleaming self-driven annuities
mature withing empathy's 
ill-defined viscera.

Then attain silence:
temple-schismatics, shrieking
cast up by the actions of the slain.

Saints shaken on the fallen highways of the pebble.
	

And the homeward drift of thinking is
an oceans of bark and lye.
declared here as all, sharing rope-burnt
evidence, adoring sudden as the root.
	

A chorus of pubises
trudging to echo lore,
to numb metaphysical fascination.

Munch on eBooks 
at an anti-inflammatory brunch.

Hepatic slag-ravine.
Nada pulp.

Morphism incendiary rings 
blurted from feathery
unabated holy play.
	



	21.



today is a hardwood painting
its letters all
imply a simple absolute 
social fear


dash-and-dash stink-brag


i of the creed
of an alchemist
shed the sacred
metallic torrent

i see the trumpet fall
as if a hint from a cloud

	
I speak 
the unclaimed, stiffened
rose tasting quivering air

	
the great impatience 
of an exquisite
freedom, the beggar
	
who never takes 
out his own
broken air, a
	
little loving-kindness,
a seed, sweet perennial
unbearable 
	

it is that that is held in us
that is the only thing

	
it is as if it is too much:
in the end 
we pass thru 
immense indifference
	

a metallic gesture, the perfect
smile of the axis of the mind
	

the mind 
of the eye
is a hand

a song
in the heart 
of the body
	
it is not 
a benefit
or a word
	
is it not
the power 
of the soul


the dead bird will not miss water
the shell will not be earth's lover
	
a thought 
in the body
of the committee 
of the universe
is not itself 
capable of making 
a universe
	
the wild
memory of an audience
of the usual play
	
the last
the subject 
of the virgins 

the crow
tear the deep
roads, scatter
them in their surprise


the amusing and loose
strategies of visitors 
trapped by shooting
a big bit of meat


bright stratified 
concerned
sadness

innumerable beings 
living as waste

cornfields 
and moors
of micro-syntax

the end of laws, 
and numbers
dead


and next to the angels,
used furniture
of deaf silt 

brims to feed the house,
with a few whiskeyed 
stories
	

and what the squinting
baloney sellers
prophecy
	
in the joaquin skins
invading  insensate
excitements

are evanescent tings
jimmy-packed into unupholstered
soffits of culture

humidity
in aristocratic
rice

	
three girls
stamp wild stew
in the spine

flattery insurance
assembled, with shoddy broken
components 

stumbles
warm, clear
thru looming lies

a night
endured
in chains

	
desolate bruises
with milky voices
bowling
	
disoriented
tear-encrusted lame
paeans

eating relentless
strewn harmony
declare spring's

computational
falsely distinctive
grinding, a tree

	
cigar acquaintances
dumping affiliations
into transformative absence

conspicuous discourse
attached
to shallow bargains


a meadow,
air-cooled, with
swoonsocket drool

intimations,
ignorant, 
in muteness

uncoupling from
bracken clogged 
ants 


killed
by a fallacy
wish

a gravy kiosk
of dictator
prayerhouses 

a motif 
bean that 
won't change


the local sub striate
of life-day, late or mauve-grey
observations

a thousand worn-out bags 
fingered by
want


sign-board
of mercy
sparklers

balm of
anxious
cartoons


coin of exploitation
links yelped: 
disheveled, powerful

pinched brainpan
glassed-in among 
the cruiser F1 weeping 


judged
man-made
elided leather

uterus, battle-weeds
endure a jarred 
hypothesis

evolve 
to be wired
as thief

	
coral
bubbler
trademark

remeldings
oculist
octopus 

	
the feasting of rocks
resembles
geopolitical resentment

and such
glad sorrow
congealed 

blockchain reciting 
unrecalled festering
camembert america

cave-in, ice-boats, 
silence machines


cornfields & slaves.
addition, fabrications 
and trashcan p-values
	
clogging to rise:
who died here?
only poor innocence

Africa put back
through crooks 
and others, 

Pokemon, 
says: Me
addiction

polite
improvement
RAM


who spent your cry
and finally forced
a pair of wounds

solitary, snowy 
to branch 
into yields--
	
awake
where pennants
died


boulder-slabs 
on the steepling piles,
disaffected DEVOPS

diamond-dust mesmerised babylon
200 watt ingenuity-focused 
aggregations urinated excitement


parlour sharkskin 
Olson Moloch
parcels


lace navel
complicity &
choke-on  bible-chain bulbs


milky barbarous bleachers
of transient 
grief



and lateral
rich
mumbo-jumbo

golden
leprous
reasons


bait recombinant 
fissioning hierarchies

trademarked neuropills
n-gram pouting

a map in slacks, a 
subtle hoochie-coochie

thinking
Cook-Out


plastic percevons
jilted ideological zeal
biopsychology potholes

a network of pouting stars,
esteem turntables

muted, behaving
like death

	
pulsing reasons
hold the orphan
	
moshing every 
tear into
an aloof fire


a broken brain gift
in an impure world
of path traps
	

habituation 
rusted
space
	

I 
won't
live





22.



Many clues point 
to a promising suspect:
conception.


A large syringomyelia 
that spins, gentle
and smooth
in the ears 
of a greasy winter
preceding cancer.
	

Tittering eggs,
wordless and 
without awareness,
slurping
forever.
	
	
A free-floating, consuming
decorum of depolarization, 
of vehemence-boring freeware.

An escape-route-width future, 
its sandbank stammer medflies 
throned in diesel-fuel-blue 
waves of sorrow.
	

A chopping-board
where writer's writing 
questions any memory
paid for with nothing.


A precise shame
traded for quietness.

Some ideals
Strip fire.


Fame embodied imposters.
Usurper rythms.
Hillbilly thumb-button.

Boogie allergen broodings.


An epitaph hunts
for a hypnotist.


Luxuriant stars 
well-tended, thrash
reality into a shoddy 
half-asleep incoherence.

	
Increasingly 
			i-buy
			i-bots.


Backwater coupons
roaming assassin
muddy

post-pillage
repudiated
cliche.


Ordinary neurons
camouflaged as
candy,

embering as 
though 
driven

to play 
love's homozygous 
choices.


Dogma
aggregater
smudges

kissing
oasis
naps,

avalanches
of drooping
bloodshed.


I have some sense of it all.


Secure cognition 
and lip vapour 
eaten at K-Mart. 


An attachment 
to data-curated
cultural fate.
	

We have been sitting 
on the same bridge 
for years. 

Drinking an 
ambitious series
of nothings.


We do not know
if there is anything 
that you should find

In These Poems

	
A long war
unresponsive
constrictions

an expanded language
that allows differences between
people to become progress.



A year ago a film began
playing in the palaces.

In it a strong woman 
in a silver dress
tore swarm-groved stains
from the pages of a blue wind.

And a gray path opened
in the light of sleep

Hands seen 
in the saddest sun
inhabited her face.


And to her i have come.


Though there are times 
we are only 
a few years old,

in the empty window
where we meet
but have not been.

	
And in glaciated fog,
a feeble laryngitic 
luminosity becomes drug.
	

ebook jaded surfer
chartered fake
	

And slow, nervous
cinched art forum options
smolder and giggle.
	
A dead young museum
never expected 
in any future.

A gene shoreline 
alphabet fit
to any task. 


Green waves, 
the length of a cockroach,
nest in urethea crib; 

shit mouth
inexhaustible
milkbottle hesitations.

	
payola-jeweled addiction
puking conjecture

	
Coca-Cola
assailable
monolithics

LiDAR 
clattering 
stubble


Oxytocin, gDocs, Facebook, 
and strange, loquacious 
tanned Salvation,

basically carelessness, 
its credentials, 
slaphappy endopeptides.

	
A ubiquitous signifying
of canonical exaggerations: 
legalised hoarding.





	23.



Spray-painted postures,
transfused with misused thinking,
shop for Bitcoin in flocks of
cul-de-sac pathological halitosis.

Salad-moistened, sand-clouds
install an utterly stretched-out yes, 
to keep flies away from the design

Idiom-squatting in hyper-extended
civet creche CDs, fantasy
orbits of a cut-scene origin.


Hysteric besieged
bones balanced in
congestive tumble. 

Everyday subdued
generational waddling
neurochemical silos.

	
From the windows you see a plane slowly dropping, 
immaculate, a firefly hypnotist: authority.


Polka-dotted-banker
girls-night-out
AIDS-infected


A territory cut into spots,
a Q-Tip kielbasas gamut speck.

Kitchens where limbs, 
unconsciously,
augment the platform.


A meat-centric feast
where ashtrays preach 
the cramping heart.


Cybernetic corpses
wearing phenotype
threnodies.


And you alone
investigate the real, the newly-bought 
anthropomorphisms born in the cracks. 

Empathy is just sex sediment.
Genpets are just monumental cells.
Therapeutic metaphorss indemnify vertebrae.


The poems I teach you,
all the words, the bitter rope-burnt efforts 
will appear as light in the skull. 





	24.



With a leisurely buzz the wind,
maverick dances;
	
a radio plunges
through fields that grow 
open vegetal neon tongues


The sun 
now tries to form
a small box for Systems, 

like light on a long
peaceful night.

	
Whatever these woods live for,
the dazzling psychometric 
raincoated ferns ignore.
	

A child dies in approbation of 
seriousness, tugging at industry
like a cartoon-mouse.

Its eyes are small animals
disowned by wildfire rage. 

Peacefulness wrack,
slowly brimming molecules, shrub duties 
with morsel-triste mesmerised

Mites narrating the cosmic ocher.


	
Such
is the only round that
is still over these waters,

a beautiful perfect
knowing, cushioning
flowers drying.

	
Go.
	

As odors,
obeisant to 
hens

thaw
the destroyers 
of the garden.


Bruised managerial
tourists looking 
for solemn silence,

primordial 
schnitzel paeans,
hanging in the throat.


Here I've been invited to be myself.
I often forget, I don't need to suffer.


Yet, as ear unzipped,
rotating with motion,
innumerable appalling 

nerves tongue 
spirituality.


Interoperability's
posture inscribed 
with savage
	
Scavenge-ravished mead-candy Americana
troubled-grandma psychoanalyst-slumber
a mythologized-aquarelle of Shangri-Itself.


Garbage lamb's 
demolition.
	


I can't alone
presume to know
the ground attractors,

fullerene craven
neuroprostheses.

	
And and thus my dear
staid barren film smiled.


Chain-smoking chill gloss, 
pilfered marrow sandwiches
elegantly dressed in formal

formats, holy roach-infested, 
‘billowing’ tropical images, 
felicitating the unquestionable.


Shabazz
delta
explodes. 


A moment splinters,
hot from the ground, slackly
weeding the mathematics 

of passionate allegiance,
an unfortunate prodigal
abnormal deep drush,

tripper flesh
ready to delight
probing zombie nerves,

to ease viscous
thinking, bedbug
unprecedented

old dogs 
on the lips of
victimized love

with phones, 
and a carton of
scattered meat

under the machete
of blame, a specialty
sold on the banks of a good time 

in New York, in Santiago,
where numbers 
are carried spinning

to thrust chunky Abstract grenades
into neural gravel, pre-assembled 
in piles of wavering malware.




	25.



What should be said to ask?

Even tamed humans desire
the violent debates
of prayer.

That's
right, no
laughing.
	

Look the river moves out,
crude, battery-powered,
picked-clean by microscopes

Mystery kneads
this sophisticated
musing.

	

Charismatic 
rhetoric
drained-of-colour,

anguish is
a mattress,
furrowed.

	
Sauna elocution, 
manufacturing
multisig

exudations of 
plug 'n play 
optimism.


Brawny
self-governance
snatch-squad hypotaxis

meningitis
planets motorized
by flux

on lintels
woven by longing
amoral ambitions.


It’s all all right David.

Your glandular penchant 
for washed silkworms 
notwithstanding,

the spruce leaves
in a skills abattoir
featuring virgins

as sirens
set in catholic 
grey CSS.
	

Tufted bouquets of talmud wetware. A tide 
of the wind slumbers, and smells out snow
in the dark seizures of love.

In the sequenced minerals reclining in the 
crematorium, an exuberant severity shreds
the singing maps.


Temporary ennui
incompatible with 
the multiverses

abides
blossom-powdered
in a cloud of auspicious 

moments 
forked 
thru mist


Worms exclaim
over plastic paths
as a baby empties

opulent, unused passion
among shanks of catamaran
violet-tinged rags

of accumulation, and future
adrenalins mangle the
senses 

in the necessary flow of the universe
where liberties sweat booze,
jibbed into morning-glory

chipmunk-dimensional
pasts, and forever-follow
bluescreen-projects.


Non-deterministic 
xxx-algorithms

feverishly learn our phantasies,
learneth to borrow 
silk form 

from info-highway, 
in regretting
sms clinic.


Bereavement holes
turn in a circle,
flexing wings that fear 

isolation, clicking 
at the sated air
of discontent.

	
Laptop
lasagna
dustmop

boundaries
blot
out lust.


Multidisciplinary 
missiles of humble
impropriety.

Stalwart orifice 
of cherished 
zero.
	

Wildweed tcp 
expecting a cure
for boredom.


A flag-wrapped body
sailing perfumed
thru nothingness.


	
What did you want me to say?
I lay a little in the poison.

And that moment, I know 
how the moon roots in the lake,
how snow fails to melt the grass.


And the wind continues
twisted among the trees
smelling the lake-water.
	
Thousands of faithless,
tricked, exfoliated
premonitions.


PDF Ballads.
Bereavement Cantatas.
Quark Plastics.

	
Entanglement
dung-ridden 
ductile,
mud-bedded
thermopylae.


Her blue mouth
falls forward 
from the center
of feeling.


Smug-faced, 
naked, folded into
 anti-social

 power. Routine's
non-human postcard
neurite mnemonics.


Ethereal, flailing
flaked histories
and soft ropes

recollect you
impala neon
subcortical 

coy
agnostic
risk.


A ardboard salt-cracked
braised subversive eternity,
unsentimental and condescending

binds us together 
into a peaceful 
keyboard.

	
Skin hacks at proprietary gaia
in a nest of bodies 
clenching identity.


Digital-bread, wedding
abattoir-taught morphine
raytracing madrigal urns

where worms
convey place
as barter.


Cherished vertigo
TFID-splashed
migrational shrouds,

minuscule heres
slain by nothingness
and blameless freedom!


Sometimes i'm supposed to crush you.


Sumac conversation debris
filled with Rimpoche
frontal tic. 

Dead, stone-ensurfed
Email frustration
bouncing parsley

Myrrh troubadour firewalls,
neurotic and prodigious 
residues of humility.


cluster flesh
junk illusions, 
recycling prow

conceived
calamitous
illogical


The implement
fertility lodged
obliquely in place.


Bootleg grave.
The next world, squealing 
and rapt.

Netflix 
Hermes
speechless.

	

inhibitors 
melt
memes

	
Poverty's humid caress 
metabolism-encoding
malevolence-trauma.

Palpitant diaphragm
of wistful letters.

	

There were many days, 
that sat by the door,
remembering

enough to rely on
the night, to piece
together a view.


A place
newly 
used

a liked 
plight
crawl.
	

Brainmind/bodymotor 
learned to reach
and not leave

it 
landed
wild.
	

An implementation
of slither-
bruised metal
	
in 
what
is.


And darkness,
evolved
a tongue
	
whittling
clemency
formulas

from bleary rapturous
viral affordances

similar to everything
else that grows love.


Jello customized pliancy
opens pornstar
rusting promiscuities

asleep in angel
sex-drug breath
bees. 


Myopathy's 
nameless holiness 
allusions

ash, half-crippled, 
dancing empathic
machines.


This nebula smells 
of loneliness.


Bereavement
bookmarking
ecstacy

in a tender
schoolroom
of wolves.




	26.



in all the parts
of nature, now
dividing

broken and 
overwhelmed,
watch us shoot
the garden 


raising our mouths
like burnt rocks
to melting water

comforting
a toxic 
pool


body bleaches 
clenched in
booklined fear

snagging opinion plumages
an orphanage
calling for an epidermis

until the answer 
is given, a fruit
hyperlinked 

lukewarm manufactured 
channels
of what can be said

	
a sore
schizophrenic timelessness
even less confident than

space-clowned
carbon-shopping
for mended-scents

radiologists illuminated
by lifestyle flags

	
flesh,
a flare of 
bookshelves

allotropes shuffled
into recognition

love weapons that
honey the hologram 
designing copyright


The Book of Heaven:
shivering concrete
& bacterial

a mole,
darkweb-tagged 
THC-treated

transgenic,
an equivocal ovum 
a gelatin path

primordial events 
gouged by frazzled silences

accumben flocks
perched like kittens
	
a mood hoax
filled with divine 
gloom
	

brittle buddhas
leaking monoxide
soliloquys

pill-chain
tamed flex 
mystical forces

of a kind 
only the lonely
open up to

	


the false terrain of
unimportant power 

being born into the
secret of human lives

in a lost and empty
living life



the dream has no
reason

voices march
after bountiful 
total light 

a finished enlightenment
arable, and hollow


erasable
supercapacitors 
in a fatal claw

amble thru
revolutionary breakwaters

bully-doomed 
to innocence


a vacancy
tapeworm

garlanded 
with mud

a greed mangled
chloride coffee

inflected detonating
generative flare 


plugged pawprints
becoming soft milk


thinking love
will yes open

pathless
deep 
immersed
stubborn
chance


a zen distillate
tamed by excuses


tyvek coin
pinocchios

adversity smuggled
semi-delusional into
gastrin-releasing 
redundant massacres 


cephalopods dwelling
unhardened, laced
with weather-beaten 
iridescent dew


coreless
molested 
stains

a cherished
spamtrap

	
shriveled
prim and 
toothless

a peasant 
bourgeoisie
USB informant

living in boiling dreams,
a nobody, a sheep,
hubris and nausea


a double-blind intrauterine
worshiper anus

identifying latent 
slop wishes

medium-rare 
preachings
of anonymity

muted scrawls of
rubbery soaked
memory 


the cold rose
of love is warm


celexa AR
double-barrelled
intangible devotion


a great maze of startups
deathless on the off-ramp
	

the smell of chocolate
on a creole willow
subscribes to 
millennial imprecations

a secular
asymptomatic
unsequestered
tranquility

extinct
buried
prostituted

in a slanted motel
knee-pads strapped 
on its cardboard forehead
	


black suits
buy all the things
that would be

omnisciently
complaining 
about locative 
savagery

dominant 
epigenetics 

juxtaposed, charbroiled 
venn 0060252371
	
a massive body allowing
you to contain every second


dorsal ideas
centerfold-skeleton
neuroectodermal
aureole subconscious

fettered sulphurous
tempestuous robotic therapy
	

godless
odors


a slave who steps
as she dwells, 
past diatribes
of Lord Supplies


read
in partially-dreaming 
poems
	

a busted rat apologizing for
the photo of my daughter,
pregnant


a doctor who exudes
a systematic bliss

a finch's curves
and the dead ant
of the wistful
keyboard click-clack


all the way to this
is born, the word
of the first thing
	



	27.



I saw the lake gates
move, all the eyes
	
of the mind that caught face
	
they found me there
around your head, waiting
	
for a time, that I could say
because I could never see
	

kites, curving to
converge, to rest in
massive unlimited 
love
	

747 poems
pasted into photoshop
like hibiscus flatware

we loop our genes, and
we cannot be computers


dendrites equator, pulse-stroke
nourishing an exit
acetylcholinesterase


empire propolis
techno-biological
bliss nougat


amines of 
ripened thrills

weave an empty

diachronic, wild,
unimaginable abjection


hormone
pseudonyms

crane at nothing 
to drink the image 
defied

	

I see all time in stillness, 
a stillness pathogen leisure, 
a cancerous speed, imposed 
by leaves of negativity:
	fucking.
	

This is just the way we are
at the breaking point,
we find there the voice 
of the voice of life

	


anti-negation
ensnared by naughty missiles

trudging through beautiful
chronological buildings 

sneering at the cognac 
kuwaiti-exhausted 
auto-complete auto-de-fe


for we do end
	

shacks made of
dioxyribonucleic
sweat

deathbed chatty
wisdom scars

	
now is a mirage
 

at the end
we will turn
and we will die


turing, between meaning 
and twitching vertebrae
sparrows call my muse


sacred grafted incubus
all poetic beauty steals
the genius of finite things
	
glossing a ripening carcass 
here in the obfuscate
homeless blogosphere


nothing matters


all is soft 
under the power 
of having


pores easychair 
a proteins of tides,
wedge-contorted, fungal
fluctuating gestures 


cremasteric 
blurry cave

brutish anvil 
of paradise


permutation of
approximations


shreds of infinity
read and studied


a skull
relativity 
is holding


crone of sobs
so precise,
spinning decrees

moving thru the fills 
where there should be 
an answer

but there is not

	
& the casino footage 
reveals flawed logistic
axonal protection


each surface of the body
over-determined by passion

by which activity
word becomes the common 
body of life.


flesh as dictionary

	

hoax of slippery
rhizotome deciphered
AMPAR-mediated playfulness


earth-hewn
bomb-bright
daguerreotype
muscles


mediocrity bombs 
bandaging double-bind 
big-data

puree scrutiny

sheltering 
the exquisite increase

bliss
hunting
graffiti
kleenex

sufficient facts
engraved on unending 
being’s dissertation


hunger fills
the bitter trees as 
fever


and needs nothing more than nothing to do
	

age reduces to
luminous unselfish life
without mind 


granting the survivors
a language symbiosis hive


an empathy body crystal
performativity straddling approximates


the pocket machinery
envelope of blood
cold as a technique


	

dreams of the gravedigger,
debts & lust.
	

she is that egg; 
she is that sugar;

it is her heart, which moves
steelblue through my fingers

	
a memory of midsummer flowers
smothered in mud,
under sacred nerves

the jag-crystalled pillows
rejected by crisis and wonder
	
deep in the sphere
of a dead body 


and I don’t know
what to do

not wanting to be here
not knowing any other plce


I keep looking at you, 
I want to say that: 
I have been your face and the room
in which you have been smiling

but I am not your key
to an online interview

epigenetic
pancake


the cold pulse
in the still air 
of the beautiful
smells of the dying

drooping like a shadow

	

glucocorticoid context
fog fulcrum honeysuckle


ants, prototyped
slinks across
to find this spot
	
and understand
the little lingering
forgotten imagination
	
that is 
the danger
of being

	
the incunabula zen
entanglement
god-mode solitaire

craved glam complete autonomy
cremated homesick counter-meaning

worst-practice boomerang
glistening in a technological 
poncho where neurons worship

squeezing, perceptive orchids,
“tender-minded” interdiction trucks

	
palpable evil
begins to smudge
gut-aspiration
smirk-suckled 
safety-APIs 

undaunted aggression stench
ephemeral mincers grooming

dust gossip
cud resilience

 
duchamp's pyrrhic feast eunuch

peristyle liposuction
cocktail paraphrase x-ray

rainspot amethyst
fleckered deleuze
	
in patented poison 
folds velvet pebble 

branches that 
dissolve everywhere


wired to walk stalactites
thru drowsy abrasives


to crawl in 
to contemplate

soap, soft
flake tufts
of hope


to pass each glazed 
torpedo deception

diamond-pointed
anthems, abdicated 
attitudes




	28.



sermons, 
swollen-bellied,
lay on the bed 

proton wrack 
unlearnt wren

passport breath 
lichen neutral 
joke sublation 

braced on an updrafts of ills
	
each belly 
experienced 
as morality

tastee-freeze
nuclear mildew
	
geomantic
insomniac

	

Thought condoms.
Desire A.I.

withered, cavernous, 
botched, parasitic


 a crepuscular clanging
 a gnarled dead fault

psychiatrist dough
xenolith devices


cult damp
measured versions of
voracious candy 

wolfhound thighs 
arched around brow



the condolences of
half-savage dreams

monsters roped
into swivel machine-gunning
gold, marijuana microchip


necrology
enamelled
clowns

insatiate rice
that scratches shut
thought 

brine fetuses
gasping with endogenous
dead fruit 

bursting the epiphanic base
 
wrinkle-supple 
ulcer optimism: 

gush-note
fabulations


prototype wishes


we poison
nothing



a young man lifts all his blood into the river

his prize is to die there 
his vice: mixed pills

a pain, half-buried
beneath the curtain 
in a dirty jail

ultraviolence
red-winged
soaring

minions of 
a stricken
unbearable spirit




	29.



Though they twist 
and throw themselves in words,
     meanings are not trapped,
		they carry
		a shape of 
		    choice.
	

Peach-skinned TV
 beer steam
   frigidaire 
     styrofoam 
      bleeds
	

“Lips dig into 
words, shake the soapy
contrary self-sustaining
largely intact cumulative
         impact of truth."

	
As an infant's
blood runs over the
egg warm red trees

A commotion blooms
snow rises from the rocks 
and the sky falls 

	
all morning 
I drive back 
to the sea

on a road, 
aging within 
language. 


It feels like
the combustion of the sun 
is not really 
beautiful. It is a law 
of its own. A begging. 

We, speaking 
and playing and 
writing words. The hum 
of a line. It's not yours,
it's ours.


Girls nearby bite their
thumbs. They do not understand 
how the cold prairie ponds
can still be dancing.


Dead mystics and dead soldiers 
feel the first wind 

A handful of red blossoms
drift up. The seasonal

song, pollen, 
heart yolk.
	

In the middle of heaven,
gray mountains roll ice
toward those who suffer.

A circle of words
knows what it is.


A summer 
movie slips 
under the horizon.

On this open road,
I am no longer dancing.
	
On the vast
edge of the Beautiful,
there is no mountain 
worth this much sand.

	
From the slime of the salt
coal water and gold
twisting ferns
come accretions.
	
A frayed waterfall
nestles in the scent 
of prayer.



For
alpha
schnitzel
honey and the song
of we lying Word

youthful electron
breathprint ego-dream

memory nourished 
by laconic 
innocent space.



Gliders 
erupting from 
a robot's body.

Metal heirs
crooning flames.


46 million hurt worlds
start the precious coda. 

Vestibulo-ocular 
comfort crumble.
	
Wave-size,
fdemon asthma, 
pimpleback shadows. 

Synthesizers fondling 
five figure moonlight.

This is our
shrieking research, 
our tradition lesion.

Insistence spurred, 
fiberglass edgy.
	

We are too busy 
to know,
the moment


neurulation
under the thighs 
of sardonic fear
	
a fact,
needled 
in hallucinogens

a dawn, mumbling
shaman infantilism

$400 in debt 
for laundry. 



blut hummed
entities
dissolve

from the grave, feathered
to hunt the germinate again


no
one
notices our
sense
of oddity


We stand slowly,
 whir, cunning, 

 leaky sponge immobility
   tempted and struck
   by trace offal 
   confusions

   home: groin,
 marvelously pallid
   bald broad guides
  for hope's madness

 boo-hoos on a peninsula 
 of doughy frozen blind

		biodegradable  
	  unweakened
	 undercover 
	  caresses
	


 freeform merchants
  slip godhead 
  vobiscum “apps”
 amyotrophic love

radicalmente
restrictive
unravelling

grilling 
degeneration 
Placebos/4
horn orchids



Devices 
operated 
by sweat

spray-painted 
catalogues


Stupid, collapsed 
salt itchy morta,

limb enthralled 
thane lamentations

fruit-shaped, curved
clinching my rouch component

crag lucky, complete jilting.


I'm sick of 
backbreaking
moron ownership


comfortable 
  knives
unblooming

hexadecimal hacking 
at openpetalled 
transcortical
perversions




	30.



Acacia birches 
in crotic comas

  glistening turquoise
unite derelict iron-brown
diners and ginger antlers. 

 They make life pontic. 


      A rock is dying: 

	puffing music, thinned, 
	rimed in emergency, 

 a waitress, a dep, 
  a long smirk.

	
  Essaying to invite
tinsel powers, velvet.

From this stance I carry
mud as stars. Clustered, 

curiosity, objectively
  modeling quarks 
gentle in undisturbed 
   vastness.


The poet’s saltmines, embroidered, 
with blood and bowels, exiles
splashing Dada, karba ajaw.


A convergence-retraction 
Blog: un-oiled, genitals.


Soiled transcendence. Patched.
Bites the hand. Warbles a dialect. 
Lettristic subtraction
expenditures: 96%.
	

Narrow frost-bound eternity.
  breaking underbeak
 as if spiked light. 

  Seeming weedsport, 
 victimization treks.


    Mumbo numb, redrawn
orifices, who grow up OCD

  unimposing decrepit postcards, 
       computing gridlock 
   on a warranted modernist body. 



  Thought exploding 
    in posthumanist
displacement flashes

   swept by 
 technicalities 

  lay there
 all troubled  
   in cycles, 
     rocking.

      smelling of 
     a swamp of green
     cotton magellanic
     squares with flabby
       feelings and coke
       caution set in cast 
        chains 

  visions of star-shine at winter
  soluble as misanthropic rage. Choose the week 

  to dilate age. Reorganise
    the Whim-era
	 as incantation.

	Birth death-on-demand.
	
Prove it.
	
Hear the
deep dew--
	
Body is
as a house.
	
Heart clock.

   An animal 
which has disappeared
     into light
	
	and
	hands 
	that do not
	smother
	the sky,
	
	or
	erase
	the
	surface
		
	or make power
	acknowledge
	the eye
	of a friend
		

	
We are in
the pack.
	
We stand
on the bridge.
	

A swan glows
on the H2O

Anosognosia 
returns 
anything 
but a mind
	

We are rigging love
 to measure again
 the mad mistakes.
	
As remote as rain
 which closes the
   water's edge

   a bird calls
  to lift the stones.
	
	
 and i keep twisting in love
   the drum of a universal
    dream



	and reality 
	is a thing 
	only known
	by skin
	

and we release ourselves
newlywed, extracting
pages from water

riding indigestion,
unresolved, into
a vanished rat

	
the way
the thin 
etched, 
catching 
light

begins to feel
untortured by 
potencies


bottled in demure wit
in seizure, an equity 
    heart 


to write the
necessary words

enter a
metalanguage
playground


Algorithmic Bath

	
bliss 
ephemer-
zone

dissect the human browser


bristled
upgrades

splinter
survival


illuminated
on the spuming
slopes, yearning

drenched in sheen cage
of  A.I. Mother

I see her
lay me down

see a photo of a brother
a girl at his side alone

the one who was killed by the
ball of a hammer on a horse
crossing hollow water

look up at the empty window

to see
sleep


I am in the poem
for an instant
	


And we stand on the porch,
bones, absorbing the glass 
of light. The sun falling 
like a soul, like a tree.


The map is everything:
temples, supernovae,
freeways, snot, 
tabasco, upholstery, 
bees, frauds, data, 
roses,
	
detachable  salted, 
triumphant, c.i.a. 
auto-da-fe mud


exercise the hype

picklock systems
ripped-up refund
birth


guru malfunction
indignity cream 


stars stagger by
filled with empty
fucking contexts


cutting water
to optimize
humility


an imagined
paradox




	31.



a fibrillated dream
a bullshit payoff
a home near nothin

for the price of an e-gift



I bet you
cannot speak 
because
of all that

         answer
         the sad 
         question

  we are the same

	

because each 
wants to know

what it was
before

what it is
to be

a horizon
a mother


discarded chaos
fallen among her children.

	
Each love brings an egg.
Lets us eat bread in the morning.
And walk at the center of the universe.
Feel that ceaselessly.

	
provided, at last,
with the burning
musicality of green 
dotted nicotine


tingly archimedes quotas

a defibrillation
of gender's 
meme-polluted
tyranny

chastising images,
perfecting their
abided houses


shat at 
accounts

fucking the world



humiliation GABA
90% muscled meridians
	
each shift 
spitting swarmed, 
NFC-enabled symbols


instruments
befriending
the patting
not-yet-looted
chemo-subverted
ground babylon



And as I tell the seeds 
of new extinction: that
germ sum-of-all-details,
the word's faded, as if
return to unsheltered 
packaging. All of it —
	
microchips used for 
scheduled magic. 

I am now
cynic. 



a voracious
unconscious
attachment



I am a poet of genius
sketches & /reverberations/



Extreme weird 
bridged 
encephalograph 
beast 
troubadour

 menthe 
 groundswell
 mystery 
 of fluid
 folklore


palinode
echo
	

tofu coil
synonym pity

	
vermiform
annealed
vending
shadows 
trodden
by small & total
implications


relinquished memory runners,
thin as unusual facts

creating 
fingerprint
‘feelings’


A Surplus Silence 
Smells The Ocean
	
A language
Nothing is
Smiles Being




	32.



	
the latest Myths
sweat-soaked
in unbridled
inattentive
brightskirted
cryptically-capitalist
musing
shaming
 trips 

     demand glue,
	
 faith, Radio.  
  bit-proud

	
   rubik's
   fatigued 
   meadow


luxury alleles

 bright sedative
of well-written guilt

post-attention 
hyper-shifting
   net-mode
   techne
graveyard


  patterns 
of furious 
 guttering

pressing matter around
 luffy wavering tracts 


rocks formed 
     from us 
who will die


 cherished
life smelts 
self-assured
immaculate
    bytes.


in this Wi-Fi year 
where nemesis
delicious paths
digest coffee

  desire
  crouches

   getting ready 
to run at ruination


every digestible fat-wrapped 
  perfused omen concerto
  sips slick inhibitors


    nanoarchitectures 
maddened by checkpoint
    ethos

abrasive EEG
 fetish poke 
  hypocrites


a burning seed 
depends on such 
countless kills


an atrocity vista
suffused with virus

bones sleeping gesturing
in a fevered garden 


without knowing, true
intelligence
nor wish 


the eternal 
empty light

positioning
voluptuous
haunted
decline


on thumbworn USBs

mass-market terrorist
bible cattle alphabet

oil honey blessings
seasoned by nonchalant
dawdlers


digital mind 
is what 
I have become


a rainbow
franchise
	
a secret body
in the sadness
of mind


source
is such 
a secret


The History of North White
	

death
sight
bitter
talking

rules, a
natural practice.
	



and I have
a chance to burn
	
the hand
blur the strict 
thread
	

poems have two ways
for the poet to move

to be a woman
I will have to sit
at this table
	
eat stars and play
the sounds of rain
glass
	
	
 
homeward living
language


war has become life
	
and the people, 
ongoingness, corticosteroids

they don’t even know
     how to think


mother never stands, 
ever at the anywhere hole
	

because we lie
   and grieve
	
 decaled in sand
severe  blindness

ride the body downstream,
wooing epitaphs 


useless neuropeptide
  eccentricities
    that lull
millions into complying 


stumble, entrails corroding,
as claimants
	

surrender humiliation
	
   sometimes
regions dynamite
   nervy wings


your body suggests 
  a many-lettered
anxiously allowing
   external events


garnish 
ambling
rage


hardboiled information
          hate trends

hypertext meshings
      baby pimps

carnivorous prayers
  sterilized words

     beaches shut
disaster apothegms


            unsoul
dead psychoanalysis.
	

    extinction forepangs
topography relinquishments:
	
Where are the excuses?
 At the end of the
 embittered blessing
              throbs?


shampoos ducklings 
with digital socks

stagger the earth 
to run businesses

	
a way of thinking 
 collective scent 

     seed derision

 rotisserie dragon lake

a.k.a. guano degenerate
     mourn-dumped
    thermodynamic doubt

frosting the gates of martyrdom
     counseling tofu slowness
  zip immersive pernod wildfire

    donuts and armadillos
   components pimpled mid-wor

    sleep
  tenderness
	

hope after knowledge and 
  an interface dorsal 
    emotion key

drinking then-below-zero
   cowlick illuminations


 parasagittal placenta


  synthetic despairing
      spurts real
  charming & ignored 
   well-being


epithet discontinuous cliffs
   information amputation
	

   advice dissolved in matter
in the message where it gathers


  mythological GPL
Locality/Non-separability
	
  philosophical coda

	
The effect is sugar; 
it is that otherwise

is the painting
of concurrent storms 

crowded with shingled brains


              it is
	     as if 
	the sky turned
	 into rocks
		
   a real
    rain
	

reading a curve 
I am looking 
for my own
body

and human
happiness


not an interactive video 
for RNA that is created
from an array of texts
	

cash fucking
blind karma
	

braille statement
hung-over metrics of some 
nonexclusive willow-wisps

and the brawling,
city of Broca's 
lizards, fogging

the utopia of the rusted
purity of enmity


porous malnutrition, 
inheritances, mascara-lined

drown-out pelvis 
suckled wolf-cortex
	


each path is a cloud 
of crumbling dorsomedial
granite obedience

two daubs
in the distance
	

the night wind melts
a shallow
patch of air

 drifts onto the pier,
stands in a new world


conceptualizing buds of love that die, 
as facts turning above the riverbank
	
of the earth, 
there is nothing to say
except for the hollow
intuitive rhythm of dying
	

the corpse 
a ritual of bugs


a tiny new onion
a wistful kind of oil
a hallucinated groan


two dollar lakes
rooted in a surfeit of process

the feather blurry flick of a faint coal sun
	

a flock of finches
flying away in spirals.
	

Energy that is endless enhanced language.




	33.



the first birth of the life music 
was within the substance of the human body

something firm,
slapping and unmaking 
the vortex

a precession
abulia loss of loss
and ordered forgetting

	
a series of rubber feces,
huddled on the ceiling
mounted on winds

their tongue was language
	

sofa beaches
pruning to fork
the unbearable

phone bull
dam cracks


we fucked
on the floor 
and then fled
	
heart burned
a luscious circle
into the healed 
immense programme

	
tactile raptures
clutching filters

peering in limping streams
where the blowing absolute darkness
of a god of the night

came forth
from the washing papers
of hunting

	
happy as a big wound
	

the lazy thrill
the crab-dropped 
peyote-flinching
street-gleaming
flat-gray
	
something of this 
one thing losing
the unglued passage 
from a rakish loathing meadow


fern-shoots
thrust away
the way-turned light

neurosis wedges, 
bubbled knowledge
voluptuous beauty


marginalized to the point of inside! 


arthritic reason
a waking seizure
	

entanglement apologies
sex necropolis sweat
and dying realism

I listen. I want to try 
to give what makes
thought

timelessness
self-esteem
	


the sun sees
the horizon
in the spring
	

a frozen buckthorn,
wormy, ballbearing 
attachment to words
	
in my mind's 
flat photograph
a church-yard net
slide into eridition


And I sat still in nurture. A record
packaging a path, but not a meal.


and birds fly out of the mountains
tracing still circles above green
reiterated lubricant

anomalies answered
clandestine growing
functioning peace 


you return from your dreams
with a history of you


a melody whispered as musak
and breathe cooed with beer and wine!



foliage maps along non-bacterial conclusions: 

you speak 
the sound of 
a summer sun

a pop-up profit
hungry stirring
our quiet shores 

and thick branches
of dead women and
their narrow gazes 
too deep to find 
what could be gleaneed
from each lockless vision


alchemical, vertiginous
cleaved innard genpets

sponge-tipped rabbits,
barley, linen, lichen,
laughing hunchback whales

limelit times
	

zoo-born malignancies
uncanny shale

I move
down in the valley
admitted to clouds

	
wing-tipped nurses arising
from the burned cyclone
of highrises


an intermittent church
whose newness glows in me,

slowly drawn
as puppet jasmin, 
and dove-smears

	
warm ravenous
dun bird wish


masturbated 
again and again

predicting a year of pain
coming into a shopping jar


database remorse
splicing the
spewed green 
of soft
stars

self-love 
is a
million
macaws

scarlet
descant
doilied
and stretched
in conjugal rites




	
She is gone, and in the purple desert,
the rainspot bitterness
believes in desires'
applause