Friday, November 30, 2012

courtney and beaumains

two sides of a worthless coin
the Earth left bitter
unmettled

you knew
it was gone
when you wouldn't
say it was gone

I knew you were gone
But just had to hold on

shapes on the potomac

how did something so unaccountably
massive and intricate, gargantuan beyond any concept of god,
tinier than never was become
wavelengthening infrastructural uncorpus
mealwrothe in aspectum

until all of ya: just energy nimbus
clouds, red lines in a white
gashing mist flashing thru you now

how did such a massive steely
greed engravure sistine chapelesque orgy of streaming death
become, in the intricate molecular
vice of the world,

(all its salve masticating needs blasted and goners)
gone as any wasted honest eyes
slash bayonet sized and
it's gonna be long gone goodbyes now
for generations on end

each one now
end
on end
again
for the rest of time

until All gone again
and after it's All gone:
on and on in
ontological oblivion

no peel,
no onion
no nine no

six no zero
no none
non anon
non y
no non



no


And you know it is the end;
you can feel it tonight
graven in the lines in the face

of the Ancient
in all the
deguerrotypes.

Thursday, November 29, 2012

Preener


I seen him
I seen him

I’m in my yard clothes
The sweatstained man

On this day I’ll be a fool and run
On this day I’ll be a fool and run

Never mind the details.
The orange emblem. The gun.

Where the work is to work none
Shirk away to another day and done.

I seen him in his drugstore blue
Vest and waved hair do

He’d growed it out long and coiffure
He all Boy. Yeah. Sure,

I can’t quite abjure you no more.
And I’m naw gunna be your sucker. Sure

Hurry, I say. Ride in the car.
Just ride in the car.

He like, I can’t abdure you
No abvure you of all yah schore

Ride in the car, hurry, I say
Just need you in the car. For a little way

Ride. We ride or I guan ride?
Ride. We ride or I guan ride?

But he’s walked away back in the store
But he’s walked away back in the store

Wednesday, November 28, 2012

everything risen

I knew she wouldn't be my friend
She'd be too scandalized to understand
Wouldn't be too funny for her one true friend
Who she swore never to always want to see again

She wanted to become undone with ya, friend
Be alone yet soft with ya, one and easy, again
But ya came with that gravy
Roseur tone, sepia eyes and then

All your bronze horses
Long gone to Hell here were just
Braying in the sky, all along
Soon be grazing in your eye

Her gray eyes
Were full brimful
Of light unfading, as unto
The Ancient's face

If you were so lucky, bud.
You could be in key,
but who could say?
She couldn't, and you can't hear.

And all your bronze horses
Long gone to Hell here were just
Braying in the sky, all along
Soon be grazing in your eye

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An image rushing you down
that you can't ever see
where everything risen
is in crisis at once

In the New World

Hurt was what it was
that you saw before ya
And you can both always and never ask
Before you make it Good again
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She looked at me nakedly in the truck.
Gave me the runaround that that truck owned