Wednesday, 30 December 2009



JET SLAG

there used to be so much forest
and snow

earlier

bordering a huge
naked rock

used condoms ebbing
and flowing

resembling tiny seal pups
listening
to

a different earth

between the legs of
a different universe

Wednesday, 23 December 2009



record prayer, blessed up

as the bored
attach themselves
to the enlightened

the fish escape the sea

Monday, 21 December 2009


"WHEN THE TIME COMES TO LEAVE, JUST WALK AWAY QUIETLY AND DON'T MAKE ANY FUSS"


-banksy

Friday, 18 December 2009



be a museum, and preferably an egyptian one, and preferably one containing tons of statues of isis and osiris

it's not necessarily humanity
that comes first
maybe doom
an all-devouring lust
doom
your feet wrapped around my neck
doom
and extacy
doom
and that
which makes you love and persist
and drift away in human happiness

not knowing
like a sparkling leaf in autumn
not knowing

not caring

doom and not doom

a sparkling leaf in autumn

Sunday, 13 December 2009



after the singing: echoes and reverberation. then, finally, peace in the cave.


of course you are right
saying that JEIN is the only word
needed to speak german

and that TENGO GUAPAS will suffice
in spanish

such is history also

charles darwin shadowboxing
while walls

crumble, around him

and we'll retreat
to a room
where, finally

we can talk

Tuesday, 8 December 2009



one-man discoteque

i was really
becoming

well-read

from studying the
atlantis-like wort, sinking
into

my forehead

Sunday, 6 December 2009



Rainbow paraplegic

not funny

serious

not funny

serious

powder keg eyes

(also: new year's eve and who to dance with. and: new year's eve and who to dance with)

not funny

comic book personality

serious, not funny, serious, comic book personality

sending postcards from a ballroom
in the belly of a whale

tap dancing. hardly any echoes

Thursday, 3 December 2009



2

skinless

I asked you
to accept my nature

your skeleton

went over to the bar
and shook it's bones

it was over

---

fined

for hanging around, waiting

for poems