Saturday, April 16, 2011

I Wish I Was The Moon





I’m so tired of the impossible, the when what when. There was no reason to be that she’s my wife.


(frankly, I don’t understand a word that she says)

Baby so soft it led my head to be a little less softer, so I look in her eyes when she comes and she blinks, and I think that means she blinks.

The pros and cons of crying mean that she’s crying again. She has an infection and doesn’t want anyone to know.

A bone like skeletal vitamin-D. We take our gummies like children, and follow them all with appropriate amounts of water.

I’m so tired of listening to her complain about her body.

So I tickle her to make her laugh, to make her feel her body in a way that’s funny, that’s right.

And I’m so tired of doing this, of listening to her laugh, but I make her laugh and laugh and laugh until she’s tired and we both go to bed.




Where’d You Learn To Kiss That Way?





It’s now been over a year since I’ve kissed anyone. The last time was in front of the Union Square subway station where I made my tongue let it be known that I wanted to go.


The hint wasn’t taken, and was thought to be a form of encouragement.


So said Michael.


I made a point to never speak with him again.


I wonder how kisses are learned things, how my first was a faulty quake in the deep woods behind the high school. The future notions of kissing, in parks, in parking lots, in anyplace that was a place. How I’ve been told, “you’re a good kisser” and wondered what fool they’ve been kissing before.


And I’ve kissed my share of fools, thinking they were just frogs.


For instance: I remember being picked up by a guy in Chicago, after a night full of half-assed dancing and full-assed drinking like I was constipated. We went back to his place, right around the corner from the bar, which made me realize he was there every night, and every night was the same only different.


He played me vinyl version of The Sea and Cake and I thought that was cool. I was only 20 at the time, and thought that anybody who had good taste in music tasted good.


He did a sort-of dance along with what was playing, and I laughed. He jumped on me and stuck his tongue down my throat, and it tickled and I gagged.


He drug me down his hall to his bedroom where I proceeded to kiss him while he took off his pants. The kiss was the kind that was meant to be a placeholder, something to do while he did something else, and it ended up being the main event.


I kept kissing him as he came in his own hands, apologizing, before he passed out and I snuck out and went home to jerk off and go to sleep myself.


“Where’d you learn to kiss that way?” was the last thing he said to me.


And I still don’t know what that means.




Friday, April 15, 2011

The Figure (851-900)



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the figure



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from The Figure (851-900)




(Fig. 851) I know *This day, will bring me (to my own) (Fig. 852) In the Extreme Center, they said: “... // …” (Fig. 853) Shit (slips) under The Surface // (errs, the eclipsed) (Fig. 854) “I’m ready to receive (whatever) my Remains” (Fig. 855) The Contortion of my limbs in a posture (Fig. 856) “Oh, of getting close[r] to You” (Fig. 857) The City’s pisser (Fig. 858) Manhandling my (dirty-birdie) Rise (Fig. 859) All over (& under) my silly (semened) Body (Fig. 860) Becomes some dum-dum Gesture (Fig. 861) With Hands & Feet, I’m ready to receive your Head (on Thy Putter) (Fig. 862) Proceeding down the Alley: the comforting Idea of becoming your only Option (Fig. 863) Kiss me abruptly, enforced, enclosed (864) At this Point: I will seriously fuck a Nose (865) Parts of The Heart fall & Groan (866) The Physical Expectations, are my only Demands (867) For the Hunger, For the Drink, For all *this Aggravation (868) So begins the mudfucking Age: the intention of all (my) Movements are based solely, under the Soot, over the Disco (Fig. 869) I am nothing but Intense (Fig. 870) A landscape procured by my derailed Body all over the fucking place (Fig. 871) Your memory doesn’t mean nearly as much as “To Devour” (Fig. 872) The previous, unbearable, Beaver (Fig. 873) Your Objection: pleasing to my Ear (please) (Fig. 874) Turning my Back on The City // I’ll sorely miss (*This) (Fig. 875) I’d said that *this was to be the Day & began doing push-ups: from this angular recall I wasn’t so Heavy (Fig. 876) Pleasantness; or elder still // won’t be fucking gentler, still (Fig. 877) The Grass // is growing // so slowly goes // my Patience // ’ll never know (Fig. 878) Your Body, is the Kind, that I would wish to toss, from a Tree, to someone, below & how I’d watch you fall // watched how you fell (thrō) (Fig. 879) Those are very large Boobs in my Mouth—[!] (Fig. 880) “I are (are) the Hums able (dabble) DO” (Fig. 881) I will avoid your Hairy advances until the End of (mine) (Fig. 882) & yet, when I cross the Street, it’s so Sunny, that I feel (so) Empty: shill in the Shade of my own slapstick Hail (Fig. 883) Going under, itself, began the Strange (ma) moment (Fig. 884) I assumed that was a tiny Midget in my *Ass (Fig. 885) This fact is conveyed by the visibility of the retraction of its Flesh (Fig. 886) Repeater // Beater (Fig. 887) Call it a chest, a Hymn, or the Sea, I call (or see) See (Fig. 888) See, boomdoom (See: y) (Fig. 889) I meme the Mass // I meme Ye unto Dirt (with Me) (Fig. 890) My Disposition, must be depressed, structurally & through this Thump, something, slightly more complicated arises, which never fails to pinch each sunken Inch (Fig. 891) GO, Lunatics, GO—[!] (Fig. 892) Even when Issues arise, I’m concealed in my shitty Blind Devotion (Fig. 893) That’s as far as *this Story goes (Fig. 894) “Ah Shit, he’s opening his fucking Grill again—[!]” (Fig. 895) I (before) know I am holy (for) (Fig. 896) My Guilt is traced all over your Skin (in) (Fig. 897) Finally, never speak of me kindly (Fig. 898) Why Oh // why all this why // all *this fucking again—[?] (Fig. 899) “To Pound” & “to pound” meant: to Pound // I would pound (Fig. 900) To: The End Game will be how I erased *this entire fucking World

Thursday, April 14, 2011

Walking Home Through The Hood






The streets to best be walking down

are elsewhere for some straight down

the Avenue.

______________I am your comb in your tinny

hairstyle. I sometimes wonder how we

go a day without picking up the phone

and then remember I don’t know

your number anymore.


You and your full face full of

Bloody Marys and me, me with my

furrowed brow

__________________and bags full of pills and lotion.


A skinny little male made more

skinny because he’s poor.

______________________________I’d pour

you a drink and we’d talk about Artaud

or somebody else, I’m tired of talking

about Artaud.

_________________So I’ll keep walking –

thinking how walking here is better

because I live here and how if I didn’t

live here I wouldn’t be walking

here, walking where it is that I am

walking which is home, here, home.




Deconstructing the Damsels In Distress







Caroline



spli_______ena didi

poli________tea en(cumb)_____ranc

penny

________pop (ina

big way.)


Facto______t(um-____________don(‘)t

hat _____eyre

_______________bod(EE) so_______(oh)




Anne



Wit ank_____sk (ask)

for_______Anot--------her

slim the black-up________sca(les)


________A COO CALLED COO-COO


sucking on a melody _________too barren

to_______bleed





Catherine



every d_____P

s’lap the husky (sky)

and big looms

in the looming_________looney






Wednesday, April 13, 2011

A Little Discipline (Nine Figs)








1 x 1 = 1

2 x 2 = 4

3 x 3 = 9

1 x 1 = 1

2 x 2 = 4

3 x 3 = 9

1 x 1 = 1

2 x 2 = 4

3 x 3 = 9

1 x 1 = 1

2 x 2 = 4

3 x 3 = 9

1 x 1 = 1

2 x 2 = 4

3 x 3 = 9

1 x 1 = 1

2 x 2 = 4

3 x 3 = 9

1 x 1 = 1

2 x 2 = 4

3 x 3 = 9

1 x 1 = 1

2 x 2 = 4

3 x 3 = 9

1 x 1 = 1

2 x 2 = 4

3 x 3 = 9

Fig. 1 "At some point, or gunpoint."









1 x 1 = 1

2 x 2 = 4

3 x 3 = 9

1 x 1 = 1

2 x 2 = 4

3 x 3 = 9

1 x 1 = 1

2 x 2 = 4

3 x 3 = 9

1 x 1 = 1

2 x 2 = 4

3 x 3 = 9

1 x 1 = 1

2 x 2 = 4

3 x 3 = 9

1 x 1 = 1

2 x 2 = 4

3 x 3 = 9

1 x 1 = 1

2 x 2 = 4

3 x 3 = 9

1 x 1 = 1

2 x 2 = 4

3 x 3 = 9

1 x 1 = 1

2 x 2 = 4

3 x 3 = 9

Fig. 2 "His facts aren't the same as yours."









1 x 1 = 1

2 x 2 = 4

3 x 3 = 9

1 x 1 = 1

2 x 2 = 4

3 x 3 = 9

1 x 1 = 1

2 x 2 = 4

3 x 3 = 9

1 x 1 = 1

2 x 2 = 4

3 x 3 = 9

1 x 1 = 1

2 x 2 = 4

3 x 3 = 9

1 x 1 = 1

2 x 2 = 4

3 x 3 = 9

1 x 1 = 1

2 x 2 = 4

3 x 3 = 9

1 x 1 = 1

2 x 2 = 4

3 x 3 = 9

1 x 1 = 1

2 x 2 = 4

3 x 3 = 9

Fig. 3 "Someone is cracking their knuckles."









1 x 1 = 1

2 x 2 = 4

3 x 3 = 9

1 x 1 = 1

2 x 2 = 4

3 x 3 = 9

1 x 1 = 1

2 x 2 = 4

3 x 3 = 9

1 x 1 = 1

2 x 2 = 4

3 x 3 = 9

1 x 1 = 1

2 x 2 = 4

3 x 3 = 9

1 x 1 = 1

2 x 2 = 4

3 x 3 = 9

1 x 1 = 1

2 x 2 = 4

3 x 3 = 9

1 x 1 = 1

2 x 2 = 4

3 x 3 = 9

1 x 1 = 1

2 x 2 = 4

3 x 3 = 9

Fig. 4 "To hear your measurements of fault, to be the one who holds back."









1 x 1 = 1

2 x 2 = 4

3 x 3 = 9

1 x 1 = 1

2 x 2 = 4

3 x 3 = 9

1 x 1 = 1

2 x 2 = 4

3 x 3 = 9

1 x 1 = 1

2 x 2 = 4

3 x 3 = 9

1 x 1 = 1

2 x 2 = 4

3 x 3 = 9

1 x 1 = 1

2 x 2 = 4

3 x 3 = 9

1 x 1 = 1

2 x 2 = 4

3 x 3 = 9

1 x 1 = 1

2 x 2 = 4

3 x 3 = 9

1 x 1 = 1

2 x 2 = 4

3 x 3 = 9

Fig. 5 "Yeah, no, I liked it."









1 x 1 = 1

2 x 2 = 4

3 x 3 = 9

1 x 1 = 1

2 x 2 = 4

3 x 3 = 9

1 x 1 = 1

2 x 2 = 4

3 x 3 = 9

1 x 1 = 1

2 x 2 = 4

3 x 3 = 9

1 x 1 = 1

2 x 2 = 4

3 x 3 = 9

1 x 1 = 1

2 x 2 = 4

3 x 3 = 9

1 x 1 = 1

2 x 2 = 4

3 x 3 = 9

1 x 1 = 1

2 x 2 = 4

3 x 3 = 9

1 x 1 = 1

2 x 2 = 4

3 x 3 = 9

Fig. 6 "The misunderstanding of words and lead pipes."









1 x 1 = 1

2 x 2 = 4

3 x 3 = 9

1 x 1 = 1

2 x 2 = 4

3 x 3 = 9

1 x 1 = 1

2 x 2 = 4

3 x 3 = 9

1 x 1 = 1

2 x 2 = 4

3 x 3 = 9

1 x 1 = 1

2 x 2 = 4

3 x 3 = 9

1 x 1 = 1

2 x 2 = 4

3 x 3 = 9

1 x 1 = 1

2 x 2 = 4

3 x 3 = 9

1 x 1 = 1

2 x 2 = 4

3 x 3 = 9

1 x 1 = 1

2 x 2 = 4

3 x 3 = 9

Fig. 7 "History merely assembles them here."









1 x 1 = 1

2 x 2 = 4

3 x 3 = 9

1 x 1 = 1

2 x 2 = 4

3 x 3 = 9

1 x 1 = 1

2 x 2 = 4

3 x 3 = 9

1 x 1 = 1

2 x 2 = 4

3 x 3 = 9

1 x 1 = 1

2 x 2 = 4

3 x 3 = 9

1 x 1 = 1

2 x 2 = 4

3 x 3 = 9

1 x 1 = 1

2 x 2 = 4

3 x 3 = 9

1 x 1 = 1

2 x 2 = 4

3 x 3 = 9

1 x 1 = 1

2 x 2 = 4

3 x 3 = 9

Fig. 8 "You know no emotion that's resolute."









1 x 1 = 1

2 x 2 = 4

3 x 3 = 9

1 x 1 = 1

2 x 2 = 4

3 x 3 = 9

1 x 1 = 1

2 x 2 = 4

3 x 3 = 9

1 x 1 = 1

2 x 2 = 4

3 x 3 = 9

1 x 1 = 1

2 x 2 = 4

3 x 3 = 9

1 x 1 = 1

2 x 2 = 4

3 x 3 = 9

1 x 1 = 1

2 x 2 = 4

3 x 3 = 9

1 x 1 = 1

2 x 2 = 4

3 x 3 = 9

1 x 1 = 1

2 x 2 = 4

3 x 3 = 9

Fig. 9 "Such delicate treatment of the dangling immediate."