Archive for the ‘Poetry’ Category


01/06/2009

Slips

Politeness is pointed (at bluntness).
Points are connected (by tightropes).
Flights are betrayals (by slipping).
Slips are betrayals (like kisses).


06/04/2009

come on

Come on
a
a little

and

be

the man
for me

for me

to leave
to love

to hate
in quiet

fucking fury

stars at night


06/04/2009

rosetta

rosetta,
you and i
have for a
time that seems
like years been
wrapped-up in
each other and
the ticking of
a clock the
lipstick on yr.
cheek yr. tie
and work and
suits and counter-
suits and then
a blackhole,
listen, let’s
take off our
clothes and jump.


05/04/2009

corgan sneaks into the rehearsals,
sits at the back and cracks nuts
and tosses their shells into the aisles
and shouts from the wings:

this world is a vampire
and you are the blood.


05/04/2009

fifteen

A little sweet pain in my heart and some sadness i think wave of shame and tenderness and now something else coursing i’m glad i stopped smoking my breathing was screwed up a kind of quiet and the chirping of some bird a little irritating like an alarm


04/04/2009

open/closed (2 contrasting views)

berg:
power is a fist
which opens and closes
power is a door
which opens and closes

mary:
its a whore
her cunt
a trick
a prick
that fucks
you know it


04/04/2009

(chesterton)

Moderation,
Modernism,
Modulation,
Mode.

Dabadaba,
Babababa,
Tralalala,
Code.

Zeebadeeba,
Zaabadeeba,
Calalaleela,
Toad.

Kakakaka,
Dadadada,
Rararara,
Road.


03/04/2009

**

(prologue to)(prologue to)(prologue to)

this weary pace drags on from link to day.

to the last syllable of b.

**
left to right in the history of ideas

new swipe

news wipe

newsw ipe

news wipe

new swipe


03/04/2009

line of attack

sickness and squalor and down in the dust and you like to get down in the dirt and you like to feel pain and feel pricks and feel lines of attack coming on like a wave and the cavalry good and the good and the good and the side you are on and the things that you want and the good that you are and the shit and the shit and fuckers outside and the dream of the death of the world and the god and the ash and the drops in the eyes and the booze and the loathing self-hatred and sex and the loathing and good and the good and the fucking and feeling important and feeling superior and feeling inferior and you work it all out and you good and the good and you know and you work it all out and you spit and you skew and you twist and the snaps and the ropes and the ropes and the


03/04/2009

lament of the bitter elf

oh cunt
how i hate you
so blunt
and irate to
my pain and the train
of the diadem
drawn