During the break we reached an agreement,
so the ham’s anger has hatched.. while no choice
enables the passing tourney among tense Fu dudes
to nuance 3-in-1 innocents to proceed.
12/23/24
14: In my judgment
what little I know of truth and beauty comes thru your eyes.
Except not tonight without you: Newer urgencies
for starry prognosticators pointing thru rain and wind,
pointing to each other, so exposed they feign ignorance, aimlessly...
And yet bad luck too when their lightning rod flashes while, lightly,
its chemical spark thrives for a second more then returns to stars —
doomed like cognitive coloration, brief astronomy, all matter.
what little I know of truth and beauty comes thru your eyes.
Except not tonight without you: Newer urgencies
for starry prognosticators pointing thru rain and wind,
pointing to each other, so exposed they feign ignorance, aimlessly...
And yet bad luck too when their lightning rod flashes while, lightly,
its chemical spark thrives for a second more then returns to stars —
doomed like cognitive coloration, brief astronomy, all matter.
12/22/24
37: ‘Feelings are empty’ .. still / they’re
entitled − here’s where other motifs help.
Despite all our comfort and wealth
I told the boss (after all) he should die in hell,
protecting shareholders from going into hock.
What’s a game emotion? the hang off it.
Nothing month. T’on. The determined shadows ’n
the aft lane, and poor, the despised will have
none of it.
Not a one could bend, even a little. Simply phrased.
Emotionally poets think they know, a few ‘knowing
they have not made a point’ —
Shall I continue to enjoy our dinner
Missing any motifs? Any of yours? Or should I be happy how
people say they’re living to be admired..
..to have a child? And to wish they have..
How people talk?
entitled − here’s where other motifs help.
Despite all our comfort and wealth
I told the boss (after all) he should die in hell,
protecting shareholders from going into hock.
What’s a game emotion? the hang off it.
Nothing month. T’on. The determined shadows ’n
the aft lane, and poor, the despised will have
none of it.
Not a one could bend, even a little. Simply phrased.
Emotionally poets think they know, a few ‘knowing
they have not made a point’ —
Shall I continue to enjoy our dinner
Missing any motifs? Any of yours? Or should I be happy how
people say they’re living to be admired..
..to have a child? And to wish they have..
How people talk?
12/21/24
This will be a short ride. Largely harmless.
For this is how the spring fern dropped over the aura of the photogenic vitamin to have stopped the sentence, fuzzed it. Yet one lacked the perfect raincoat, one’s self-reconciliation for past, stormy springs.
So you get it now about dualism, you make 4 walls the rendezvous, along with a winter roof, lounge in queue for more motorcades. You can’t predict what you are going to do sometimes, and there aren’t enough seasons to go around to encapsulate your suspicions. (for RR)
82: Sing:
I swear..
...I’ll say it again, there’s dedicated speech to overlook, a high-five as you whisper this is a second emphasis, both natural and gross.
Philosopher A says strained rhetoric is a precious jewel but fake counters have been high-fived thruout English.
And therefore there’s no escape beneath the social parasail of rhetorical infighting. Plain speech commits us, forces us.
And forces love. You are as fair in speech and knowledge as in hue.
All devised in love, that’s the plain worst case, and ...here we are — I’ll give you a hand.
I swear..
...I’ll say it again, there’s dedicated speech to overlook, a high-five as you whisper this is a second emphasis, both natural and gross.
Philosopher A says strained rhetoric is a precious jewel but fake counters have been high-fived thruout English.
And therefore there’s no escape beneath the social parasail of rhetorical infighting. Plain speech commits us, forces us.
And forces love. You are as fair in speech and knowledge as in hue.
All devised in love, that’s the plain worst case, and ...here we are — I’ll give you a hand.
12/20/24
Sonnet 38:
Damn, can’t complain, when my muse
left we had a subject..
..next to nothing.. also a barred finch
flew off, raving — we took notes just the same —
To invent peruses the here and now / takes in um — ?
— everything is the right answer —
You once came up with this argument, a new sweetheart deal
— breathing now, your voice pours over my verse!
And you give out light outliving you and you and me
rehearsing, calling us, bringing thanks to you.
Damn, can’t complain, when my muse
left we had a subject..
..next to nothing.. also a barred finch
flew off, raving — we took notes just the same —
To invent peruses the here and now / takes in um — ?
— everything is the right answer —
You once came up with this argument, a new sweetheart deal
— breathing now, your voice pours over my verse!
And you give out light outliving you and you and me
rehearsing, calling us, bringing thanks to you.
The small of his back sends me packing.
Sulking with a hygienic view forward.
— On an Old Testament.. I pledged a wholly hidden idiom
Of renderings, spotlighting what’s
Missing!
The cracks should be bridged with the view outside, pears and Fuji oak, null
Passages in fog, moos of approval. Lots.
I then bring us over to our original towel, leaving what’s left to chance.
Sulking with a hygienic view forward.
— On an Old Testament.. I pledged a wholly hidden idiom
Of renderings, spotlighting what’s
Missing!
The cracks should be bridged with the view outside, pears and Fuji oak, null
Passages in fog, moos of approval. Lots.
I then bring us over to our original towel, leaving what’s left to chance.
12/19/24
RNA itemizes tasks.
Do you like winter’s dares? Winter sports?
Or do you like being bubble-footed in dark briefs!
None of the above!
Nonfat, never satisfied, we live on the edge, they say,
we come from creatures far back, slowly calmed
by disquiet... we were of a kind they were to others, lacking
redoubled patrimony and finding-it-out tools. Just ask
distribution adjustment — they have those to spare..
The slew tasked down from behaviorist beliefs.
Do you like winter’s dares? Winter sports?
Or do you like being bubble-footed in dark briefs!
None of the above!
Nonfat, never satisfied, we live on the edge, they say,
we come from creatures far back, slowly calmed
by disquiet... we were of a kind they were to others, lacking
redoubled patrimony and finding-it-out tools. Just ask
distribution adjustment — they have those to spare..
The slew tasked down from behaviorist beliefs.
82: Sing:
I swear..
...I’ll say it again, there’s dedicated speech to overlook, a high-five as you whisper this is a second emphasis, both natural and gross.
Philosopher A says strained rhetoric is a precious jewel but fake counters have been high-fived thruout English.
And therefore there’s no escape beneath the social parasail of rhetorical infighting. Plain speech commits us, forces us.
And forces love. You are as fair in speech and knowledge as in hue.
All devised in love, that’s the plain worst case, and ...here we are — let me give you a hand.
I swear..
...I’ll say it again, there’s dedicated speech to overlook, a high-five as you whisper this is a second emphasis, both natural and gross.
Philosopher A says strained rhetoric is a precious jewel but fake counters have been high-fived thruout English.
And therefore there’s no escape beneath the social parasail of rhetorical infighting. Plain speech commits us, forces us.
And forces love. You are as fair in speech and knowledge as in hue.
All devised in love, that’s the plain worst case, and ...here we are — let me give you a hand.
The small of his back sends me packing.
Sulking with a hygienic view forward.
— On an Old Testament.. I pledged a wholly hidden idiom
Of renderings, spotlighting what’s
Missing!
The cracks should be bridged with the view outside, pears and Fuji oak, null
Passages in fog, moos of approval. Lots.
I then bring us over to our original towel, leaving what’s left to chance.
Sulking with a hygienic view forward.
— On an Old Testament.. I pledged a wholly hidden idiom
Of renderings, spotlighting what’s
Missing!
The cracks should be bridged with the view outside, pears and Fuji oak, null
Passages in fog, moos of approval. Lots.
I then bring us over to our original towel, leaving what’s left to chance.
12/18/24
Taking flak, but unwilling to signal afar, this gong or that, neither hindsight advantage nor a flying object in future time. Leathernecks develop their own future humanism. I’ll grab my own cover and scramble over here toward STEM skills, since my brain runs on a thin network promoting our prowess as we pivot from jokes and deals to an attention-grabbing ring of hysteria.
Our afterduty sketch begins
Our afterduty sketch begins
82: Sing:
I swear..
...I’ll say it again, there’s dedicated speech to overlook, a high-five as you whisper this is a second emphasis, both natural and gross.
Philosopher A says strained rhetoric is a precious jewel but fake counters have been high-fived thruout English.
And therefore there’s no escape beneath the social parasail of rhetorical infighting. Plain speech commits us, forces us.
And forces love. You are as fair in speech and knowledge as in hue.
All devised in love, that’s the plain worst case, and ...here we are — let me give you a hand.
I swear..
...I’ll say it again, there’s dedicated speech to overlook, a high-five as you whisper this is a second emphasis, both natural and gross.
Philosopher A says strained rhetoric is a precious jewel but fake counters have been high-fived thruout English.
And therefore there’s no escape beneath the social parasail of rhetorical infighting. Plain speech commits us, forces us.
And forces love. You are as fair in speech and knowledge as in hue.
All devised in love, that’s the plain worst case, and ...here we are — let me give you a hand.
From the moon — the world becoming flat and falling across
The telling
(instances of)
Citationality exceeding everyone’s old wounds, genetic
Streaks and — weird! — high wails of titanic fog, sifting down from
Rain on ceilings (of)
The snow. The snowing. The across (falling),
It is (falling) across
Morton Feldman.
The telling
(instances of)
Citationality exceeding everyone’s old wounds, genetic
Streaks and — weird! — high wails of titanic fog, sifting down from
Rain on ceilings (of)
The snow. The snowing. The across (falling),
It is (falling) across
Morton Feldman.
12/17/24
Reprobates — with a kill-agenda — are tickled into corruption.
With them, here is the place you and I may detect a language driver, untidy and young, deliberate despite the foundational rule of no rule
And speaking up without permission. In other words,
Sin gets somewhere then stops spreading. The wind withers our good looks.
In the held pattern we grow inner living language over — to pillory hindsight.
With them, here is the place you and I may detect a language driver, untidy and young, deliberate despite the foundational rule of no rule
And speaking up without permission. In other words,
Sin gets somewhere then stops spreading. The wind withers our good looks.
In the held pattern we grow inner living language over — to pillory hindsight.
39: Sing how in your absence, thoughts on love hint of sour leisure, even torment. To live in some deception seemed brilliant manners far back, before today. Thought of that now keeps us divided but pointedly, singly alive.
One difference as you sing — you are the better part of me
holding back — tho I’ll obliquely praise you when praising me.
Divided, we’re the same. We live to entertain others, thinking back to our love. Still. There’s this separation. I dream w/ you alone.. as you sing away from me.
One difference as you sing — you are the better part of me
holding back — tho I’ll obliquely praise you when praising me.
Divided, we’re the same. We live to entertain others, thinking back to our love. Still. There’s this separation. I dream w/ you alone.. as you sing away from me.
The focal point of early versions is the entity with many comforts and drills.
Isn’t that a calling?
*
It was at the rational start. I know that. Taking chances put us in a lissome interpretive state (lissome as a turbine at birth). Function varies widely. Scent of lilac is the geyser of zest. Then it plummets into difficulty. Here we are, talking about it.
*
It was at the rational start. I know that. Taking chances put us in a lissome interpretive state (lissome as a turbine at birth). Function varies widely. Scent of lilac is the geyser of zest. Then it plummets into difficulty. Here we are, talking about it.
12/16/24
In a mean perspective Bartok reached for
the moon. How is that helpful?
With your brand one constant.. you cut the rest off...
Remembering you forgot your killer monologue.
Taking your curtain call anyway, you hobble
Away like a name dropper.
Emotions were something else, they don’t belong.
Follow instructions — slippers, noodles make us warm
‘As rouged scholars of what’s next to us’ repair to an adjoining perspective.
the moon. How is that helpful?
With your brand one constant.. you cut the rest off...
Remembering you forgot your killer monologue.
Taking your curtain call anyway, you hobble
Away like a name dropper.
Emotions were something else, they don’t belong.
Follow instructions — slippers, noodles make us warm
‘As rouged scholars of what’s next to us’ repair to an adjoining perspective.
18: Allergic to verse? I believe a temperate art is set to make more mistakes, too many rough comparisons to too hot this month or one that’s past. I’ll say, all summer you are more than nature’s change in course, growing, untrimmed — owning the day for every moment — and knowing when to shine, to seethe.
And when you see how hot eternal summer is, you start backing off.. ah
Whew. After, right away we find you trimmed within all fair poetry, an art
as fair, as far and for long as women and men can breathe.
And when you see how hot eternal summer is, you start backing off.. ah
Whew. After, right away we find you trimmed within all fair poetry, an art
as fair, as far and for long as women and men can breathe.
A fop sur la route is a Parisian invention, an essentialist’s incarnation.
Steer clearly. Highway safety — bow, I love what we do altogether
Like switching work bags, mixing it up then. We should be mortified, not impressed.
(This siegecraft apparently works.
For a drive, I’ve hired a fop strategist.)
We call that yeah
Parentheses to explore..
Steer clearly. Highway safety — bow, I love what we do altogether
Like switching work bags, mixing it up then. We should be mortified, not impressed.
(This siegecraft apparently works.
For a drive, I’ve hired a fop strategist.)
We call that yeah
Parentheses to explore..
12/15/24
39: Sing how in your absence, thoughts on love hint of sour leisure, even torment. To live in some deception seemed brilliant manners far back, before today. Thought of that now keeps us divided but pointedly, singly alive.
One difference as you sing — you are the better part of me
holding back — tho I’ll obliquely praise you when praising me.
Divided, we’re the same. We live to entertain others, thinking back to our love. Still. There’s this separation. I dream w/ you alone.. as you sing away from me.
One difference as you sing — you are the better part of me
holding back — tho I’ll obliquely praise you when praising me.
Divided, we’re the same. We live to entertain others, thinking back to our love. Still. There’s this separation. I dream w/ you alone.. as you sing away from me.
This will be a short ride. Largely harmless.
For this is how the spring fern drops over the aura of the photogenic vitamin to stop the sentence, fuzzed it. Yet one lacked the perfect raincoat, one’s self-reconciliation for past springs.
So you get it now about dualism, you make 4 walls the rendezvous, along with a winter roof, lounge in queue for motorcades. You can’t predict what you are going to do, and there aren’t enough seasons to go around to encapsulate your suspicions. (for RR)
12/14/24
A binary grid decides most perfectionism is out of step
while we roll on...
to provoke our gendered natures. Box 1423. Those organized under capitalism shall shake it off. Binary frames hear this and tap out our next communication, a dissonance born of our trafficking through long alleys of seduction and violence. Oooo it’s discovered her voice.
to provoke our gendered natures. Box 1423. Those organized under capitalism shall shake it off. Binary frames hear this and tap out our next communication, a dissonance born of our trafficking through long alleys of seduction and violence. Oooo it’s discovered her voice.
58: Deserting the beach — god forbid
— dazzling lethargy undoing our cuffs, waiting as the wagon sways
with fellowship. Love in the future, at your call, a handshake
spreads the rain,
flowers, rain,
flowers.
(That’s it! Do what you want.
The moat-house for the wagon then some new wagon shirts we
can walk away with. Good. A mighty wine origami and the wagon yard for our
widows.
This is spring history.)
— dazzling lethargy undoing our cuffs, waiting as the wagon sways
with fellowship. Love in the future, at your call, a handshake
spreads the rain,
flowers, rain,
flowers.
(That’s it! Do what you want.
The moat-house for the wagon then some new wagon shirts we
can walk away with. Good. A mighty wine origami and the wagon yard for our
widows.
This is spring history.)
We’re released by ourselves into the water supply. Globe-trotters. Kissers, both cheeks. Up toward the heights curls come back. Bells in heaven. My eyebrow arched and I gasped.
In physiologist years this is a star-quake, falling and liberated by the carpentry in reading sensory input as the doctor’s tongue worked in circles. Then he darted straight in. I realized tension was flying from my face, dull and throbbing.
In physiologist years this is a star-quake, falling and liberated by the carpentry in reading sensory input as the doctor’s tongue worked in circles. Then he darted straight in. I realized tension was flying from my face, dull and throbbing.
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