At some tiny level there’s spontaneous disintegration of what’s on my mind until I find myself in a “half-life” where speech still matters.
By way of a PS on bohemians: Schuyler (ravaged of course) was more of one than Ginsberg, unravaged. And Brainard (ravaged then unravaged then ravaged) was a big boho. Auden? Think so. Jim Brodey, a boho. Less narrowly but to the core, Harry Matthews.
5/30/25
5/29/25
5/28/25
Once your public is mounted you can add your own awesome content!
Your first lover — so taut
— could heal you thru and through.
Then forces of narrative came seething, your breath fixed
to the floor circling midair as if it had a right to.
Also we see our ETA.
We won’t be a second late — your ex boyfriends
understand we can meet in the act of loving you.
That’s the upshot.
Your first lover — so taut
— could heal you thru and through.
Then forces of narrative came seething, your breath fixed
to the floor circling midair as if it had a right to.
Also we see our ETA.
We won’t be a second late — your ex boyfriends
understand we can meet in the act of loving you.
That’s the upshot.
5/27/25
A murderer’s son asks for poetry about poetry,
a quick exit from cultural doubt and underworld bloodlines.
“Every man is a Rimbaud issue, be mine as we consider
relaxing colloquy, northern flickers w/ masked ducks or
an illustrator with oils at noon, someone who routinely does things
that would be awesome if intentional.
Purple black teal will be exaggerated.”
The son’s in control, revealed by the sounding-it-out tools.
Very good: Very goo. I mean knocking all repenters
off, throwing knives, wrecking them from the inside, slicing up!
“A game of obeisance is long overdue. And I’m back in the dog pound, now
reading and writing without an attorney. That’s how the paint sails.”
a quick exit from cultural doubt and underworld bloodlines.
“Every man is a Rimbaud issue, be mine as we consider
relaxing colloquy, northern flickers w/ masked ducks or
an illustrator with oils at noon, someone who routinely does things
that would be awesome if intentional.
Purple black teal will be exaggerated.”
The son’s in control, revealed by the sounding-it-out tools.
Very good: Very goo. I mean knocking all repenters
off, throwing knives, wrecking them from the inside, slicing up!
“A game of obeisance is long overdue. And I’m back in the dog pound, now
reading and writing without an attorney. That’s how the paint sails.”
5/26/25
A murderer’s son asks for poetry about poetry,
a quick exit from cultural doubt and underworld bloodlines.
“Every man is a Rimbaud issue, be mine as we consider
relaxing colloquy, northern flickers w/ masked ducks or
an illustrator with oils at noon, someone who routinely does things
that would be awesome if intentional.
Purple black teal will be exaggerated.”
The son’s in control, revealed by the sounding-it-out tools.
Very good: Very goo. I mean knocking all repenters
off, throwing knives, wrecking them from the inside, slicing up!
“A game of obeisance is long overdue. And I’m back in the dog pound, now
reading and writing without an attorney. That’s how the paint sails.”
a quick exit from cultural doubt and underworld bloodlines.
“Every man is a Rimbaud issue, be mine as we consider
relaxing colloquy, northern flickers w/ masked ducks or
an illustrator with oils at noon, someone who routinely does things
that would be awesome if intentional.
Purple black teal will be exaggerated.”
The son’s in control, revealed by the sounding-it-out tools.
Very good: Very goo. I mean knocking all repenters
off, throwing knives, wrecking them from the inside, slicing up!
“A game of obeisance is long overdue. And I’m back in the dog pound, now
reading and writing without an attorney. That’s how the paint sails.”
5/25/25
5/23/25
Full expression is expected yet ruinous ahead of patterned, glimmering haze surrounding the powerful. Dating them, you know that level of glamorous self regard goes high. It’s impossible to remember most of what the power bunch say. If all we do is seduce and denote conquests, we lose. We lose austere joys, such as cloud dogma, sculpture perpetrated out of wire in scentless comfort, winter’s ongoing progress. Scentless discomfort, too.
After glamour there’s full empowerment. The virus is already inside you and me, wo-
lfed down
improv crap, we appear pre-wired or is there a fee?
Radiance now is the lather of swing. Remember deliverance?
“What if it doesn’t work. Then what?”
In every time and place of our choosing: Act gathered.
After glamour there’s full empowerment. The virus is already inside you and me, wo-
lfed down
improv crap, we appear pre-wired or is there a fee?
Radiance now is the lather of swing. Remember deliverance?
“What if it doesn’t work. Then what?”
In every time and place of our choosing: Act gathered.
5/19/25
Did you catch the interim report?
Operetta’s core keeps an eye out for crazy-fancy contexts plunked out on a guitar/keyboard. At first.
Moving forward we have all of an hour to take in sweetness made for infamous exposure (within costume) indoors then out.
Lights up — we take ourselves down a libretto stretch where we preserve disparities. You deserve it.
Sweetness is vacillating as usual, after hours on clear nights. Robbers, cops
Though fragrant, turn opaque
And poof — still
..could rain.
Operetta’s core keeps an eye out for crazy-fancy contexts plunked out on a guitar/keyboard. At first.
Moving forward we have all of an hour to take in sweetness made for infamous exposure (within costume) indoors then out.
Lights up — we take ourselves down a libretto stretch where we preserve disparities. You deserve it.
Sweetness is vacillating as usual, after hours on clear nights. Robbers, cops
Though fragrant, turn opaque
And poof — still
..could rain.
5/18/25
This cloaking device avoids detection. Slanting, lost, an hour later we’re beginning to ride over borders, borders are still porous, just look at this phonemic adventure! I need some topper wipe.
You’re tuning me.
Reading pulp, there’s an interlude between devices where I wished you’d taken up singing of thingness.
You’re tuning me.
Reading pulp, there’s an interlude between devices where I wished you’d taken up singing of thingness.
5/16/25
I’m not a failure sometimes.
Freedom is that personal.. night after the super moon — diodes in crimson, a soft spot for a shine of success, the beach magnified, ironically revived!
Who owns any of the outside under socialism?
You sit in the outdoor room to dwell on differences, crispnesses in whispers in air.
Your sleep is like a process language.
Your daydreaming is languidly pensive. It’s coming back, back... no..
no to workdays of glyphic turmoil ground into torpid incision, no to prophase. No!
No contusion of the supremacist spheres.
You’re saying no to virulent, callow stances and off key covers and grim ball-bearings.
But seismic colors are a yes. No loss of brilliance but haunted respite.
Freedom is that personal.. night after the super moon — diodes in crimson, a soft spot for a shine of success, the beach magnified, ironically revived!
Who owns any of the outside under socialism?
You sit in the outdoor room to dwell on differences, crispnesses in whispers in air.
Your sleep is like a process language.
Your daydreaming is languidly pensive. It’s coming back, back... no..
no to workdays of glyphic turmoil ground into torpid incision, no to prophase. No!
No contusion of the supremacist spheres.
You’re saying no to virulent, callow stances and off key covers and grim ball-bearings.
But seismic colors are a yes. No loss of brilliance but haunted respite.
5/11/25
The crisis to now: Form is not
object but double identity, an explosive
funneling a non-hegemonic pulse — and due to substitution
off rhyme gathers in the moment...
You look fabulous, a strong monster
under scrutiny from your upcoming voiceover!
Some will have heard everything.
But that’s when we fundamentally begin to wander
Like adjunct pleasure twins once in a trance, just this once.
object but double identity, an explosive
funneling a non-hegemonic pulse — and due to substitution
off rhyme gathers in the moment...
You look fabulous, a strong monster
under scrutiny from your upcoming voiceover!
Some will have heard everything.
But that’s when we fundamentally begin to wander
Like adjunct pleasure twins once in a trance, just this once.
5/9/25
Concision in detailing method is a catamaran of process.
This is how morning began.
Getting there we wait in long lines for Twain. The Thai are hardly speaking. I turned to a companion and asked if he was interested in how poetry’s put together.
He thought about pure things like style surrounded by syntax. All in one at once.
This is how morning began.
Getting there we wait in long lines for Twain. The Thai are hardly speaking. I turned to a companion and asked if he was interested in how poetry’s put together.
He thought about pure things like style surrounded by syntax. All in one at once.
5/8/25
Withholding the time-inverse we reupholster & improve levels of comfort across consciousness / we, that is, the explicator in you & me. A chance laden balance.
That balance rotates with our fooling ourselves over variant hazards in our heads tilted
vertically to catch some sun. Inelegant in our cultish way we look down on square plots of daily thought outlines.
That balance rotates with our fooling ourselves over variant hazards in our heads tilted
vertically to catch some sun. Inelegant in our cultish way we look down on square plots of daily thought outlines.
5/7/25
We reach some element (full sail) within the verse-set where touch management is unleashed, by spirits taught. But the scenery goes abstract beyond diagram while the crew calms down for later. There’s a dual gist to ghost anonymity moved within a bright pulling apart at the summitry of escape (anticlimactic escape).
What’s semiology? Our moral purpose feels rehearsed unless we tackle figuring it out.
Our novel then will be about reading, a traveled world, not sick of fear of exercise, volunteering undressed.
First your learning cannot be but suspect.
And learning one other gist from I-Ching for dummies (like me):
Do go on.
What’s semiology? Our moral purpose feels rehearsed unless we tackle figuring it out.
Our novel then will be about reading, a traveled world, not sick of fear of exercise, volunteering undressed.
First your learning cannot be but suspect.
And learning one other gist from I-Ching for dummies (like me):
Do go on.
5/5/25
Guess what, there’s a thru-the-night ring when a section tumbles out of mind, leaving a hole
open to irresolution,
fingers suspended, door ajar.
Once you really had us. I was choked up by your running off almost in a sidle. I told you we agreed a little but not a lot. The plotting — lackluster — I hope you’re coming back for some things you need to follow up, us...
At least there was a chance for that and that was in this new section for a while. I forget thinking like this lets counselor affidation barge in, forward and backward passing thru the 1st position of pleasure lost.
open to irresolution,
fingers suspended, door ajar.
Once you really had us. I was choked up by your running off almost in a sidle. I told you we agreed a little but not a lot. The plotting — lackluster — I hope you’re coming back for some things you need to follow up, us...
At least there was a chance for that and that was in this new section for a while. I forget thinking like this lets counselor affidation barge in, forward and backward passing thru the 1st position of pleasure lost.
5/2/25
Withholding the time-inverse we reupholster & improve levels of comfort across consciousness / we, that is, the explicator in you & me. A chance laden balance.
That balance rotates with our fooling ourselves over variant hazards in our heads tilted
vertically to catch some sun. Inelegant in our cultish way we look down on square plots of daily thought outlines.
That balance rotates with our fooling ourselves over variant hazards in our heads tilted
vertically to catch some sun. Inelegant in our cultish way we look down on square plots of daily thought outlines.
5/1/25
Hate altered.
So we’ll carry on. We can’t do better.
The system fills in our minds and in other matters even as
Our hair hangs down in a consciously mixed media ceremony. You can’t throw consciousness out. It helps there’s a mating dance to appreciate what we are shadowing — working on it.
There’s body hustle, along with cargo rips in funnels of the system where uppermost thoughts burgeon in ennobling, blobby warmth... yours, accompanied by addiction to risk.
Come here often?
So we’ll carry on. We can’t do better.
The system fills in our minds and in other matters even as
Our hair hangs down in a consciously mixed media ceremony. You can’t throw consciousness out. It helps there’s a mating dance to appreciate what we are shadowing — working on it.
There’s body hustle, along with cargo rips in funnels of the system where uppermost thoughts burgeon in ennobling, blobby warmth... yours, accompanied by addiction to risk.
Come here often?
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