lo straniero
e' la,
mangia,
si,
dorme,
si...

a
presto
natale
nostro

the young man in the mall,
crushed by the weight of being different,
wanted to kill them all

getting home,
fire's out
going for fuel,
it rains
10,000 years ago,
yesterday

non deve essere grande,
cara,
solo fatto da te,
una frase,
boh.

dunque,
dimmi qualcosa
e noi ci spendiamo,
il tempo nostro
insieme

it's a flickering pain
neurologic,
it whispers it's threat softly
but means it

he made a sandwich,
or some simple plate,
and t'was good...

is not a bad epitaph

three hundred three:
seems many days,
unless what's measured is a life...
then it's nothing

like children's trading cards,
only marxists instead of players

though they say Che' could

today was a day to dream of vomit
to let it all out, once and for all
fear

again,
losing touch,
sight,
balance,
nerve,
how long's it been...

death,
hinting
taunting
waiting

io parlo,
mangio,
la lingua
e la mostarda
era un altro tema strano

we spoke,
ate tongue,
and spice-candied fruit with mustard oil
was another queer topic

tack along
wandering city
feeling your way
to the something you sense you'll be

a place
a name
instruments

for remembering
for forgetting
or for...
or for...

a measuring tape
with self written on it
wants you to feel
confident,
metric

honey
orange
butter
milk
flour
coffee...

black

man

comes to mind,
murder news
latitudes

red
wine
milk
chocolate
oil
luxury
suffering
revolution
blood toilet

time for each gate to stop minding the fences
and get on with it

unhinge yourself

holding breath
to hold a child
to be a father
is to balloon
absorbing all

long time enough
to accumulate meaningful dust

wits, webs, and whetted mind tongues

startling news of an egg
fertilized
happy frightening
ready or not here i come

l'orso polare c'e
artigli nella terra
chissa' se
si scioglierebbe

senti

api
cellule

colonie
polmoni

perdono
ansimiamo

bees cells
colony lungs
buzz breathing
heaving life

disappearing, a loss of breath

laundry reminded,
a meaninglessness complete
an artist reached out in small talk

morning torn open
like paper
rent not in anger
but relief
satisfaction

ever-wanting to make good,
bad,
make, or break something,
light another cigarette

we
sexual mathmeticians
postulate
make calculus out of arithmetic

let me rage
or let me be,
find a shadetree

we all make our mirage
let me mine

she's lean muscled,
waiting
quivering

i'm blatant,
prosecute me for weakness,
strength

rage burns the fuel of injustice
nothing stings like the flames of disregard,
betrayal

out into the smoke
the world's on fire
breathe in the remnants
of the gown that clothes us

all
nothing
nothing
all
means anything we say it does,
means beware,
beware fear

with boutique mind
and buffet heart
the broken,
bristling,
burning ego
sits and paints

dearest city:
a threat
a plea
a cup
a branch
a razor blade
a fire
a chance

smorgasboord cherries
taint their eaters
in myth
madness
misunderstanding
desire

the closer to the edge,
the broader the view
inward
weirdo
suffer
give
shut up

eternal swine
a day,
a pearl
stringing time
together
in haste oblivion

whisper whisper
in ignorance and fear
the monster's here
the artist
you destroy

troppo paura
del mondo senza te,
nessuna che veramente sa

place cigarette just so
as to allow time
to get back
before burning table

oh blacksmith blacksmith have you any rule?
yes sire yes sire
hammers love iron cruel

wasteland begetting birth
crushing remnants in preparation
ok, internet

sitting down to unleash against the firm dirigible:
letter to the editor

the reel winds
taking up
letting go
the line out
beneath the waves
somewhere
out there

today you might
tomorrow, may
eventually, must
away
from self
from here
to...

erosion implosion
the tearing down from the inside
the only way to fall

confess your guilty pleasure
salivating for moments
when you can be insane

this message will self-destruct in 5 minutes...
and if it goes to voicemail
who cares

wrong perhaps,
maybe get burned by the sun,
he steps out
in case the world's upside down

growing
glowing
sated
out-put
out-paraded
left for dead
right on time
again

volevo dire
dovevo sperare
pensavo fare tutto bene

i'm tempted to call,
disturb you across time,
plead for my head
in your crazy hands

empty bucket
knowing full well
pouring is for the birds
agapornis in fact

tobacco spoonful
turned
burned
relented in ashen waste
discarded in blackness

provando a sostituirlo,
la mente per la caramella,
the' per te

mile after circle
soft attempts to lose something
the unknown where to
comes crashing

thursday
wednesday
tuesday
pedalling back
not sleeping going forward
just tripping

looking around the room for a knife,
the messiness that had lost it
saved my skin

you predetermine
my fault and lacking,
say so much untrue,
missing me fully

love's fragile
like wrapping paper
or bombs
waiting to be broken
and share their warmth

broken,
pieces
renewed
however changed
the scars
full of meanings
make the mosaic

some news stains,
attaches
and enters in
settles to stay
get to know
grow old with

a
feeble
watching
breaking
jarring
losing,
then a grandmother
now a father

some calls come destroying
expecting helps not at all
hanging up
is like falling

ways of the world separated us once
and so many times
he paints
i'm his son

the parkinson's is worse
the helplessness of so far away
crushes me
father

food death foam
shelf-life is the thing
the mystery
is microwaves
and neurons
eat

dying bees hovering
cellular
phone alarm goes off
there's a message waiting

running rain and metros
to see outlaws and lesser-thans
attack our own bullshit

waiting in the cave
knowledge
flowers
and firelight
protector of my entire being

returning this thing pushes
weighs, whelms, warns, wishes
gains, dangers, needs a bridle:
haste

the pool eddies
leaves swirl,
thinking they're twigs
and twigs bugs,
bugs leaves,
rapids will solve it

genius cracked glass
let in light and wind
and false friends
a century to sort them out

orange
mistaken for an original
apt to be called navel
needs often peeled

emanating shoes
the silent crowd swells
threatening more than administration

appetites and languages
thieves and profit margins
disraelis
working parts
cogs

smiles being masks
reveal betray
say hide deceive
normalize lies
allow forbid

25 months
and just got out
needed to talk
about his girl
a couple bucks

decipher the chairs
saying whose import
or relegated
then rearrange them

cracks in the wall hint
something about to
or already
on it lean
or tear down

stumble scrape and cry
nothing to do but lunch
and a bandaid
cocktails
corporates

snow fall
hollow and wan
like an empire about to crumble
resigned
pathetic

a family in blindfolds
walks the halls of the old motel
inviting killers

something so very small
cannot help but be tempted
to be consumed
by itself

creating worlds in acorns
to build galaxies elsewhere
tools for rent
parts for sale

massive legions of ideas
cascading upon us
no choice
but the closest cave

flak jacket with paint on
moving through wilderness
in studio
to launch attacks

adolescence
effervescence
luminescence
obsolescence
getting past the tricks

archipelago of artists
with shit untogether
resist the currents
swim

terrible magnolia canopy
sprawling
like propaganda
of ignorance

explosions of blooms and scents
inebriating swells
like so many lost ideas

pearls before swine
a phrase unfair
to the creatures named
we should know better
they don't

like carnal night dreams
in daylight
stealing a painter's vigor
to stain written sheets

resist not for tomorrow
resist not to overcome
itself the victory

birds and bees indeed
their dying says it all
what better achilles
than carnal

at 40 a switch goes off
even cervantes has said so
a new rage
a fear
haste

nosebleed non-stop,
dam unkept lets,
these rushing forth
things of artists
give what they fear

a mark made
on a hand,
or a stone,
a page,
in the eyes
loss, failure
birthing me

terror does not strike
but comes
in the carriage of ignorance
with horses of fear

sleeping weapons sleeping
under a pillow of malice
dream of some righteousness

comes and goes
resists emptiness
a head full of inclinations
trying for sleep

dear swine,
i regret bonnie parker and clyde barrow
won't make it
all i've are these

dead vines staring,
mocking,
my nerve ends
knowing history
yielding to the future

pushing out at the cardboard
wishing for a knife
she shows me i imagine it

tearing at the drapes,
her skin
i'm filled with pain
my love's the sun in a darkened room

time pushed me down
flailing i
heard it pass
bellowing red at my tries for escape

simplicity on a touch
put so
would save me
if not for the complex distance

vai la
vado qua
mi fai
tu sai
ricominciamo
e
sopravviviamo

split pea attitude
refuses to clarify us
can you please offer a spoon

the smell drifting in of food
from thailand or india
dines on my gratitude

sensing almost
like water force overfull
i answered the phone before you called

spectacular nothing
sat afloor
asprawl
waiting certain all would come
we did

grow on a phone
talk to elders
cry in pain
hanging up
hang on to every word

spots
bites
droplets
sips
spit
long for a meal
before claiming anything worth knowing

roll a stone to see what game is created
open to risk
of misunderstood

vie
fee
fain
taking
take in
taken
ignorant how come not
and murderous why

morsels
wraps
coming sooner or later
soups
saucers
beckoning empty stomachs

stumble to the saddle
sleep on the mount home
yet a pen so much harder than reins

wooden slats laid
to let water
to keep down disease
rearranged on whim
like this

soak up blood
carry sponges home
brought here in buckets
to scatter
shared sick
as well

pay
take the hand
currency
run
stand
lunch
rest
rebuild
fail dream
and ponder
a cup

spouting, shouting
screaming, teeming
ebbing after
falling before
coupling discord

at times
the cinderblock stops a car
saves a life
builds a home
at times
it's useless

balance
scale
proportion
swelling
fluid
smell
medicine fear
death estimation

repeater
defeater
repleter
secreter
deleter
eliter
eater

vertigo and nausea
so familiar
is it me
or is there a problem?

when to stop, sleep, or push
is the gift of painters
and other obsolete riders

here it comes
door not closed well
heaving with the draft
in, out
no choice but wait and see...

meaningless glass
cracked and wanting
echoes and steals from now
marcel the thief laughing

so late
too late
to stop now
to try anymore
to either
to both
so late
so

new no
coughing stop
adding intermittently
worded things
then notes
and rests
sleep

carry the weak leg
drag that feeble head
manage homeward
stumbling and all
she'll care

non posso
respirare
e
non posso
riparare
ho paura
dove sei?

failed
yet again
under
the moon
the same one
as in kentucky
as in italy

potemkin villagers
climbing the wall
dodge assasins
and hunger
try for home

to comprehend
to sustain
to be heard
these escape so
again
and yet again

lacking much
i
sat
drank
and smoked familiar
with a most
dangerous
enemy

rage to you
fool mirror
you should drown
and melt away
leaving all much the better

the chapter threatens to end
too soon
fight or flee
or stay
and what then
and what then?

dissident me
she
had faith
and i set it all on fire
and swallowed the ashes

leaves of rice burn
in my hate
and futility
and yearn
for all
to fall away

swallowing hard
to overcome a crumbling
avalanche
begun by one's own feet

remorse
tears at the bare flesh of error
like hooves
against a slack jaw
predator

development radar
illustrates vanishing canopy
as soaring green ink

alone again
burning thoughts in an ashtray
for resolve
for want
birthday to me

talk on the thread
hoping the spider senses
the meager
the sincere
and pities

rolling a cigarette
becoming ill
making mistakes
just like falling downhill

derelict beauty
emerging through the crowd
cut barefoot blood
confirming her depth

getting what we pay for
what we deserve
nothing
is out of the ordinary

remunerate the banker
with the teacher's umbrella
and the artist's supper

white water
and
black oil
unmixing
as if amnesiac
or lotus eating

yield:
give
fold
relent
concede
collapse
relax
bend
gain
afford
bear
return
admit

sleep's for those who believe in heaven
worry for those convicted
unctions we else

who broke who
first me or you
or the other way 'round
it matters sometimes
not now

let's all poetic
drop syllables
like semen
it's pornography
and instinct

delete me it says
i cannot stand a mirror
but there are times
when it's a must

simple enough these
foliae
observed
before falling to the ground
like the rest

why when sleep is needed
work rushes forth
and then when work awaits
sleep is a drug?

you cannot save yourself
no one can
help us
now how about that drink of water?

venus of rags
invests the future
instead of one's head
in one's own netherlands

overuse is not the same
as abuse
sharing much
they tandem-bike
like marrieds

let's all romantic-like,
use words like warm,
season,
mood,
oh for chrissakes no let's not

it's no use,
they're history, these commas,
their procrastinating ways,
and suspense...

maybe a rich artist is a dead artist
maybe they're wrong
maybe art is dead

gaudi architecture
metropolis infrastructure
culture
and blue eyes

nervousness
a fear of slouching
sexually greedy
muscles
cruelty
and blonde hair

enormous flat waves of earth
roiling in the sun
wait to give everything
again

diseases
like wealth
and poverty
vie for our lives
survival lies in between

truth comes with rage
to youth
a step up
forward
most falling on the way
dead or dumb

headlines say massacres
when it's us
crying and whining
those cowards
with more voice

a destiny infested
and regurgitated
and revised
desperately

spit and vomit
for arrogance
investing in itself
and crying 'bout cocktails

Rome fell
clinging to whole numbers
hating infinity
we'll fall
to spite metrics

women & children scream
men running
a terrorist's dream
and Wall Street Fantasy

ghandi
mlk
and jesus
didn't do shit for the natives
or Palestine

suit in a mirror
like a cowboy,
grotesque and deadly
blood-handed,
a killer

a wire pulls the song out of my ear
turning my head
you trip me up
make me spill

place a stone
by the tracks somewhere
outside
at one hundred kilometers per hour

just tell them wanderlust
meaninglessness
something or
train ride
and be done with it

can't help but wish you'd say
you were infatuated with perfect
yet prefer me

come on
come on
come on
please
what do i have to do?
say
who do i have to kill?

impossible to ask for more
sun setting
everything waiting
engines full bore

scratching
scrawling
softly hearing steel on steel
inscribe my thoughts
as we pull away

my eyes trailed birds
to the tracks as we moved to the right
i boarded the train
in flight

terrific for them
terrible for us
terror for profit
is the empire's war

you said some words
so many decoys
but i managed to stay on how wet you get

it was a day of broken windows
warmth escaped
and mixed
volatile and fertile

they've sung so many times
of black
and blue
cliche's
and still a bruise can hurt like hell

absorbed like sponges
we'll be
dissolved
disappeared
disillusioned
dissipated

dying cultures,
human beings
not statistics
but the ratio is doubly blind

by the glimpse through the door
the mess is not so bad
go in and do what you have to

running out of ink
doesn't happen here
necessarily,
messes everywhere

stop
stop it
now
stop
stop
stop
go
it's ok
you can come back later
we'll be here

it's a bicycle now
all downhill
with no brakes
and no rider
to slow it down

let's to cuba
before hero devil dies
and devil heroes try
to steal it

i'm big
i'll eat more
without trying
and i'll die the same way
without intention

someone left the door unlocked for me
sometimes i wonder who
why
then i go in

she is a woman overwhelming
part rage
fantasy
confusion
all fortune

tell it
to the telephone
the television
a telepath
someone may hear

come out come out
sit
eat lunch
think
stop emitting for a change
contradict later

48 nothings
59 somethings
ratio changing
every time we look

sit still
bleed
lose something
gain
sense what you can that's there
or leaving,
or arriving

falling down
falling ill
hurts you
frustrates you
forces you
to rest
to learn
to live

racing fast past
cars
days
whims
rifiuti
pensieri
consiglieri
languages

la maialina rutta
in inglese
nel rosa
e nella bellezza

e' legna bella
dura
fragile
abbastanza sottile
con schegge

percentages
running out of time
like coolness
like water
like lives
ions
fruit

how can we?
why does it matter,
to repeat it all,
yet slightly altered?
because.

as it swells,
be calm
let it run,
rushing forth,
out,
away
let it
let it
let it

plastic stegasaurus abruptly
on a rag doll
a child's room
a fantasy

le ombre che arrivano
e l'orrore.
cosa studiamo?
perche'?

la guerra,
la massima pretenziosita'
gli schiavi
e i pavoni

sadly
grandmother
i defy you
the purity of ignorance
is untrue