Wednesday, November 14, 2007

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