Palinode 33

view the future           clear it

    slash glass

And to myself I said

lu
lu
lu
lu lu
loo loo
loo loo

The cardinal that feeds on my feeder has a monogamous relationship with his partner.

Palinode 32

I am here rare rare here

hare re re

regina

sash

regional sash

something anything

nobody matters

sweet fruit sweet plum

brow bow brow bow wrinkle wring

wringer

force liquid down the hatch hood and hustle

wring robin wring robin

wringing wet extremely wet

from this much whiteness

                                                        write it down (!)

                                                        did I say it before (?) to a white background (?)

WRITTEN LAW (:)

No wonder it’s skipping the record's all fucked.

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No wonder it’s skipping the record's all fucked.

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No wonder it’s skipping the record’s all fucked.

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the collective body of teaching embodied in

my hand losing its hand-ness

                                                        I feel it tingle I feel it falling away

screw bean

SCRIPOPHILY (:)


the hobby of collecting share and bond

                                                        I have seen visual responders I have seen them
                                                        wiping their noses fixing their hair



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big field big trees big house big clouds over


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                                                          I ask for an expandable day


                       get longer

part-body

hand in one place and another another

my tut tut my tut tut to count the hours

bullbuildinghobbyhopping

gone to seed the day gone to seed the day

captain part body          expose your shoulders

lead with them

plum fruit plum sweet

tu tu to me (!)

Palinode 31

oh

(anti) matter body matters

I (captive so) bed me


Ask, “We bleach the sink?”

Cinch the bad bad day into parts.


sweet fruit    sweet plum

diffusionism I believe in it body    diffuse you body


I rant bad day bad bad day. I place bad bad day on this
body. I body, have bad bad day on me, body,
bad day, bad day. With-hold-yr-should-ers-with-hold-yr-wh-i-ve-a

strife-like woman


fruit plum

sweet plum

plum plum


bodiless tussle

(tut-tut) (tut-tut)

            what parts did I lose?

            these?    NO MORE?

LUNCHEON_ODES

2.20.08

Oh burning! Thread me a bread-stick.

Reading

I will be reading:

With my partner, poet Joey Yearous-Algozin!

This Saturday, January 26th @ 8pm!

Chapter & Verse Series, Chapterhouse Cafe
620 S. 9th Street
(B/W South and Bainbridge)

Show me the love.