A whip-stick out is where if a record
of motion were made you might
get a divvying - or if there is swaying
and over swaying the surface
slides like a whip-tilt, like Poseidon's identifiers

High elbow from the blocks
whip kick windmilling
around the dean of wet faces,

the backlit palms
for flattened out for foreground palms
rolling down in cross-film
in seal body roll

Leaching matter a genetic shock
from protean Hollywood
shot by shot
rolled where a shift
No breath in the last
worry-free
flight simulator -
a fluid cane

Crossing if there were
arms and legs
divvy and bundle.
A stick pin.
A brooch hung
with so much curly foam
a god Poseidon

Kick from the quads.
No less real than,
it noses in the tunnel
you in the downpour.
The sun is
to flail for time.
Count - elongate for the count,
A stranger to you.

Jove; Laredo rose;
your perfume has the fluidity
of legs.

Up close and naked


Passion which fluid before swimming
Far rock ordnances
Crept down the 'ard
Metal formed from blood
Osiers and before ate
Branches in peaks
A valley, creeping bright
Sweat on processed skeet
The bodies leapt in tow
Atop the thatched-off water closet
Asymmetrical gunners and the policia
Fronds form a grid //

// whose on deck
Like they don't have anyone else
My problem; he's got a uniform on
Those albinos
Should let him use the sword
On, weird guy
Carlos, you're drunk
Could I give a shout out to my main salad girl at Pizza Hut
I started losing my hair when I was nine years old
The black, bodybuilding Charlie Brown
Pour some honey on me. Let me see you get really mad

Tendrils waving

Rockwell in the city

A leafy public waits for the float

Network of public space. The public

Sitting in the open field, gesturing, closural

Actually. Generation's injunction: "Make it

Flat. No less real than laurels

In the round. All tomorrow's

Rest

Cools on the oil-ringed pond

Bellies; Hmm, I choose that one

The blonde and the belly-cream

... I like John, I like Bob, I like Frank

A genetic shock. The sun is falling

Off; the flood opens

A plain forest

Provides a habitat. No real thinking

Clouds the facility

With association from privilege

The addendum: Keep it white, though study

The counterargument

As argument. I love the country

Many windows, many umbrellas, many imprints

Attache

... doves in the beams, the halting camera, the animals

Stuffed into the ladders, withdrawn

Metallic. Steak like Nick likes

This be the city, however

Leafy tendrils waving.
A city's public remain hidden.
A network of public and private spaces,
a trail home. Real labor
and real history left behind,
caught up in rising motion.



*


Air cools on the oil-ringed pools.
Rows of bellies,
not as smooth and slippery,
ripple and squeeze faster, closer.
The sun is falling off,
fingers missing; the flood opens.



*


A genetic shock; an electric fence;
a flood plain forest provides
habitat for lanterns
and silent hand signals.
Twisted into each other
from the impact.

Inherited instincts, coming down,
become swimming, fluid legs.



Metal from your blood.
Willow branches raised in peaks.



In a valley, creeping bright,
our hands widen and lay claim.



Asymmetrical
around the body.



Twigs form a grid, blackened
and up close, naked.

Sing the Song of the New Royale Massacre


truck out the maps
the newly elected thicket
down the leg propped

on the ledge, a song
of steel and plans and snap snap
I want to climb down it it. Clean it


pocked, but I want to comb
the thicket
out, I want to sweat the human
'til night hustles day
beyond the back wall. Where the rams


hit in the head with a bag
of bread like stones
noses in the tunnel
breaking, forwarding sea



caught in profile
in her closet. All of the pieces
The baboon puzzle

you in the downpour
channeling minerals
from the body



I forgot about the white
horses driving through the cradle
You reached into a Chinese box

and it would seem so
sure smelled like it
In granular stereo

4.

follows a "which":
all other creatures,
multitude of course.

687 must come
scary as tall

suss the hurling
valley doors

stretch a brick
to this precipitate
of nature -

laminate dolphins
hellcats forever

on the hair of
the one
which is hard

inside cells distributed
the length of a scale
played on disobedience

is another is


to sit over carpet
pink bounces
and is taken away. old hag
rocks, engineers nanomaterials

to ‘sense’ exhibitionism
in the 145+ feet
particles lasting ebony


drip, exfoliate
entirely new replacement parts
in a way that makes
the whole eye
shift, from electrical insulators
to germ-killing


tinker birds on a boarded-up house
a cement tunnel
a smorgasbord, concentrated

preponderance of chloride atoms
fragile, and their special, Daniel


fighting through loads of ice
prove they were not cousins. I did
not even know
they were in
their objects in tailored structures
electric


is what makes Loo-Choo
right among the fly-over wake

electric as a way of
choosing the lesser light

made of tiny
weight conserved

reinventing
the weak scale, is unification

Fox and Friends

Abundant pets, it was cracked when bought, gekkering, loose: opportunistic meaning-tail. The magic phrase is a mnemonic, Krumme Lanke. Massed thunderheads fat and batten, still chimey, their desert underside with bottle-brush the petted time suggests: tail, tail. And not perceived (though its imperfection cited) as a flaw in either but a crack in their relation, in thicket of cities a tell. Tell on noxious name nostalgia. And the fox's friends in the works of Biberkopf, Bolaño, Borges, and James, so chimey, rounded and fat, which carry thicket and underbrush, oversit a tail. Coming down flaw preside a mind yet? Will blank be a last stand, at home in Arizona? More missing spots in atmosphere: a more lax pace in atmosphere. Missing storms playing over and above to overstate the sieve of space: and forms bathing in it-stuff, vengeance in the blood "boiling up". Massed canteen doors, which, like hairline fracture in the grosses of the highest-massing profitable store, prefigured more than they spoke. The underbrush, a natural array, feels to be repeating another effect to the interloper, like bright muted lights that haunt and are penciled rhetoric to the mouth. It is a film about corruptive nature and their pets. Oh, it was a dumb-bell cracked worse than a vase.

dictionary of traded goods


a song of truck
steel, maps and plans

pockmarked in the time
of basements

human-shaped
until day takes over

*

a tunnel lamp, a sea
of overnight

& you a downpour
& a funnel

channeling minerals
out from the body

*

a looming rubber
drive, a letter

low-vibration
rituals

haunt the backseat
in granular stereo

in wide focus, blurred slightly at edges

faster, faster
pudding

hung like sap from the armor

aprons bundled in the air
make sense, though might not


hold so of a mind. The saddest
"I" I've ever heard



distilled
where like agave dew

that killer fresh
a long time took

to decide
to decide on
just the saddest
itching." Outside



Young pony in the closet
defenseless. The shattering of plates

not "I remember the molds"

some kind of top
such and such a bottom


Shooting in the desert
by scalloped feet. The aerial
The giddiest of German
Tetris with
rental tables. Don't
compare. A plain.


Roses for the dwarf Cheyenne
constantly wanting
to count each line


and long, the coming to life
then death
Oh, that's my aunt's question

young colored pegs a professional
hired

Comparing projection leapfrog.

a harness of terry
passing

trace brown contentions

the terminator?


organisms spent like castles in sora


places look
like square holly coaster
imagine feet found in the mangroves

twisting where the sidewinder splits

drifting until incompatible


not really a tree, a graph, heretical

the eye repeatedly like a dixie a thousand times over



between the fluencies
branchings—

reproduction is the lowliest degree
with stories of weather

shaped and continuing
faint

no absolute as light


I tore my veil, the fox consoles

Overgrowth, bellying,
in wide focus, blurred slightly at edges,
writing, faster, faster,

a bundle or volume of air
in an apron -
it makes sense, it might not hold

being so of a mind. The saddest story
"I, I've ever heard
of nectar, of time, of distillation

like agave dew-drops, the call of
distinction, a slice that killer fresh
took a long time to decide, a long time

to decide on just the saddest
itching." Outside body cavities, a title is not
"I remember the molds"

but, conditioned,
some kind of top and such and such a bottom.
Drunk part,

a minimal volume extruded
slopes. A valley. Shooting in the desert
by scalloped feet. The aerial view

of a stack drunk like weird Tetris with
rental tables. Don't compare. A plain.
Equality way of doing one, complex

and long, the coming to life and then death
of this drink stacked.
Oh, that's my aunt's question,

it can't be mine. Stack pounds moderately
down, young colored pegs a professional
hired to name.

Comparing projection leapfrog.
Salmon-colored, prosthetic
Individual Works.

The big ones are more perfect
(perfect vehicles a short run).
Prudence, shell and whale.

Minted swallows, lace cues
tracking rusts, ritual crowdings
this motion picture bothers
the hunted lovers

Duck-walk to the face
servicing the mail truck
the gray, blunt steel

Describe the lamp, the sea urchin
the sound from sickles
with bum blood and fabric

The tune of looming panic
playing rubber like a sport

We'll drive you to the other one
we have to release a target to confirm
a round blot on the conference

You lunch so nobody cares
"we choose at some point
how to physically construct our letters
these tendencies remain largely unaltered"

You only go where you live
pockmarked for publication
the time of one building
a rhetorical basement

Predictably shorter than the cages and the balk
keep the vehicle on the corner
you can only solve the movies once

Why would you funnel a downpour away from the spout?

Memorandum


There has been an alarming increase in the number of dead trees along the Town right-of-ways, most likely caused by the dry weather of the past years.

This, along with the frequent windstorms and emergency road blockages that need to be cleared, has depleted the budget.

I appreciate your attention to this matter.

Edifice


I saw you in a city like this, a hill of half-finished condos
above the triple-deckers of the flats. We made hand signals
to indicate recognition, and moved on. I creased it all in,
stoppered at the edge of the maw. Many arms of mutilation,
willing distraction.