valley of rubies (take 2)

flocks of pigeons flapping wings
shitting on clandestine streets
paid for
by pigeons' blood
gutted from the valley
where red wrapped breasts
wrap tighter
and squeeze a will
hard as diamonds

scream poem

Capsized!

Oh, Mogli, pull up your ankle trousers
Before the cheetah
he-haws
off your piggly wiggly’s!
Get cooked, ing-nick, Re:mon I al and said:
“You dandy!
All you do is measure
quadrilatical isosocles triangles
with a pear-snapper psycho-symposium
that looked each other fairly whid(e)
extraordinaire and eyed
a half a dozen laced-up girls who bled!”

through ‘x’ receives that l.e.d.,
and naming, takes his cloak and lies: he lyed

It all started in South America.


No. That’s a strict ear-eye lie.

gablon(a) yachts (ce-re: ) null-think was mined
dog-blacked and cooked behind; they left
with a cork and a thumb
their mouths were fed
x’dsarnd for the Caesars
and the Czars
whose rye bread is salted, packed on ice
absorbed, eaten
and donated.


shift to the sanguine
shift to the emeralds

this failed vision deserves a Mt. Vernon climb
and a second helping of dinner tickets
aye aye and my my ergo:

The pleasure yacht set sail:
snow rush pellets
on talons on snows
and dirty hands with clicking nails
oil and joints
finger bones
plasma in your blood
plasma on your screen
deluxe tryptophan
blender ringworm on your upper thigh
and tar
in your lungz
get us no where:
all sin
is knifed, and quick the milk runs down the curves.
Let her whose boots are snapped see over lord
patrol the fields and sand run down her chin

valley of rubies (take 1)

50,000 pigeons flapping their wings in the street:
“do, you, hear, do, you, hear”
these whispers
over borders?



red robes wrapped tight across their breasts
harden,
and squeeze curtained blood
like diamonds.



broom through the street
and sweep away
these pigeon doves,
who whisper,
“they, don't, hear, they, can't, hear”

herring gull

a constant moan:

please
give it give it give it give it give it give it give it give it
please

blue jay

it's something:
it snaps like two,
“know me, know me”
“i do ,i do”

bang bang

snow rush pellets
salted, packed on ice;
ire on fish scathing,
spinally-lurid
absorbed, eaten
and donated

Jersey Lightening

Get cooked, ing-nick, Re:mon I al and said:
the blade that looked each other fairly whid(e)
I faced Mari, extraordinaire and eyed
a half a dozen laced-up girls who bled.
Hul King (a gaf) through ‘x’ receives that l.e.d.,
and naming, takes his cloak and lies: he lyed
gablon(a) yachts (ce-re: ) null-think was mined
dog-blacked and cooked behind; their mouths were fed
x’dsarn. Ulsak felt all, endured the nerves.
Re-ply these sheets for Sam (or I) the chord
was struck. The pleasure yacht set sail: all sin
is knifed, and quick the milk runs down the curves.
Let her whose boots are snapped see over lord
patrol the fields and sand run down her chin.

the oil fish

film from eyes of oil fish
cracked, peeled off black beads
in the palms of squid hunters
mouth-beaked
frozen gulped
and digested by black bile

blue crab lymph nodes

blue crab lymph nodes
crawling
fanning
up your armpits;

he signaled back that it was all avocado
this situation was,

ants
feeling, biting
a yellow peach.

untitled 1

this is how you die:
cooking fish on the floor,
tossing bones in garbage heaps
rotting on a crown of willow leaves
on a vietmanese girl, washing her hands in hot water
with a bar of pig fat.

this is matt-lauer certified information

I sneezed ‘ahm-mi-gabu-gabu-raid’ all over
and in between
the balfour declaration
over the ‘f-u-r’ ending
on the hilarity
of 1448 metadays of Benocide taken
for worm infestations,
which hallow out yer gut
reactions
and, after swabbing with io,
zeus dined on the coral hee-haw
of being able to do it,
then stuffed the intestines
with 20 pounds and bag him a father
this time around
because mothers wear their births
on their faces
and exponentially
the numbers grow

hollis

foam me
yoga necked and b(l)eached
potato chips

pop speak:
b(l)eached mint
ahm-mi-gabu-gabu-raid
fitzgerald-squeaky
blue moon suede shoes