Wikipedia Poem, No. 108

"You're innocent when you dream." Tom Waits

“You’re innocent when you dream.” Tom Waits

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       burning for the 
negro 
     streets at dawn 
looking 
   for an angry fix,
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Source: Ginsberg, Allen. "Howl." Poetry Foundation. Web. 1956. 31 October 2015.

Pre-Columbian Parlor Trick

“so that it can be completely the / now” Jorie Graham

A white man stripped nude in February snow
A white man bisected and disemboweled 

A white man lowered into a boiling fin de siècle kettle
A white man, a nail gun, a scoreboard

A white man, his radius and ulna strapped 
     to the rough cut stump of a boxelder maple, anterior artery up
A white man finds a white pill on a library shelf, 821.8

A white man handcuffed to an iron rod
A white man before the firing squad

A white man passed a biblical joint laced with wormwood
A white man remembers eucalyptus, three dusty foxes 

A white man locked in a crate meant for his dog
A white man swung for sport and slammed into a brick wall

Alberto Burri

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Thin lines of graphite gather in the sky
Angels pull open two halves of the curtain
Or the surgeon scalpels abdominal flesh
“A whole chain of pulls and tensions”

Wikipedia Poem, No. 107

"I'm reborn in every moment / 
So who knows what I'll become
" Selena Gomez

“I’m reborn in every moment / 
So who knows what I’ll become
” Selena Gomez

phone; it's full the tech tee 
from among us knew many 
boys a hare and the phone 
it's full the ringing tee from 
among us who knew many 
boys a half dozen? she was 
retired her pants loved even
but who among us our mothers
pressed pants and curse 
my mouth and curse my trampoline 
the joints and crow call alike here 
a sparrow pressed pants and cursed 
a squirrel and a crow alike here 
a snake but who among us our mothers

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origami now your fathers pressed pants 
retired pants her love even
and held us our trampoline
boys a half dozen? she was 
the granite blob of granite blobs 
among us who knew many 
of phone; it's full the joints & me
it's full the ringing tech tee from 
I watch Picasso work
boys down to a hare and the phone
The granite blob of being born
from among us who knew many
we knew many boys a half dozen? 
a phone; it's full the tech tee 
she was a crow calls alike at the air

    And squirrel 
         and
curse 
    my mouth 
     circles a 
        basket 

Woman Ironing

"[T]his  detachment... gave me a kind of vampiric energy, although I was my own prey." Ben Lerner

“[T]his detachment… gave me a kind of vampiric energy, although I was my own prey.” Ben Lerner

I watch Picasso work
The granite blob of gray-blue
Into a void, if I said this out loud
He would spit in my mouth and
Curse my mother who hasn’t yet been born
Her arms are returning, an honest day’s work, I am quiet,
Sweat, sweet black eyes,
Longing, a gauntness as from a fountain like
Punctuation.