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