American Sentence, No. 4

That’s just a door, don’t overthink it, but who is Horace, anyway?

Forbidden Planet with Drooping Almonds

Wikipedia Poem, No. 448

white-hyacinth-with-ant

pupils big 
as street lamps
warming up
      
an 
attack 
of white iron radiator hiss 
father by the ramparts
that bed remember
beside a white work truck 
       his bed
inside the white iron radiator 
       his left earlobe 
  — 
  
tall 
        field
that rampart
               save 
       mending 
    in forbidden planet
      with almonds 
drooping 
    
an albino peacock over a 
small 
         sweet lamp
warming his father's 
        long 

their 
bed
beside the white work truck 
one hit 
of cedarview avenue please

behind the suburburating forbidden planet
       with almonds 
drooping 
      for 
black holes 

near station square and 
          elian gonzalez

          like diogenes' razor-cut baseball fields the 
pigeons 
and buskers take what they are given

and smile

arguing 
in their bed
beside 
     the white iron radiator 
his father's 
long 
white work truck tells me 
         one 
  hit 
    of bart 
simpson acid 

      — $8
          
      hours later
       nyu 
and extensively 
freckled

downtown traffic
masturbating 
     into 
        catcalling 
father's 
  long white 
iron radiator his
      left earlobe — 
tall 
sweet lamps
     warming 
  an 
      exotic
species mending 
over a 
      small 
field
that 
      abuts 
pigeons and overwhelming my maturity overwhelming 

in his bed
beside whiteness
stone-cut blondeness

      hair 
gelled up to an
         insignificant 
     slope
the pigeons 
        overwhelming are not validated by their quantity but rather 
      long 
   white 
iron radiators of their 
  fathers 
    
   long white 
     pupils big 
as big 
street 
lamps
warming 
overwhelming into catcalls
   
scott pulls me 
   one 
    hit 
          of weird whiteness
      stone-cut blonde
         
hair gelled into his 
   left earlobe — 

      a tall field
of rather
      long 
whiteness dotted 
with elian gonzalez
          
      or masturbing the size of an insignificant slope
     at the pigeons and extensively freckled up 

         albino peacock glassine overwhelming 
albino peacock
          glassine over a 
          small suburban-side 
  hit of bart simpson 
      acid 
       
     — $8

    college freshmen 
        and 
        albino peacocks glassine 
         overwhelming in his 
          left ear — lobes of
    tall stone
      that 
abut the palatial valley
at their bedside of white 
iron radiator hiss
they save me 
one 
hit at a time
an 
  attack of whiteness
    a jello-cut baseball sweet lamps
        warming 
       
         for 
      black of weird white 
iron 
      his father's 
      long whiteness
      stone-cut blonde
  
hair gelled 
up 
like an albino peacock
glassine over 
the small field
that ramparts
         they save money 
by drooping 
       in 
   their beds
beside 
one hit of white
pupils big 
       as big as street lamps
warm      
          
the pigeons above and 
my 
      maturing in his 
left 
    earlobe — 

tall fields
mend ramparts
       
        drooping 
        not of this valley
at 
   the pigeons on the white 
iron radiator in his father's
white work truck

Interstitial Zoning Laws (The Troubling Realities of)

Wikipedia Poem, No. 432

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“He watches from his mountain walls, / And like a thunderbolt he falls.” Tennyson

abuts 
          their 
bed
        beside 
        white work 
truck 
to 
the 
     suburbanating hiss
they save mend 
drooping their 
father's 
       
along their bed
      beside 
         bart 
     simpson 
    acid 
     
— $8
     
      hours later
here 
again
nameless 
women

collage 
freshmen 
       a still-exotic
          species to them mend 
          drooping their father's 

   longing 
their bed
   beside 
       
of cedarview 
avenue

sticky bits behind their bed
beside white 
iron radiator his left earlobe  

          sells 
me one hit 

of 
    cedarview avenue
         
    behind their 
bed
beside 
       
  bart simpson acid 

— $8
      
          hours later
here again
nameless 
       women

      college 
freckled
       
a 
     pigeon diamond  
    and buskers 

argue on behalf of
      their father's 
          long 
established theism

Wikipedia Poem, No. 363

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“It’s not that hard to climb up / on a cross and have nails driven / into your hands and feet.” Ron Padgett

into catcalling downtown traffic
or masturbating on cedarview avenue
behind their bed on a white work truck
to the pigeons and buskers arguing

an attack holes in their bed on white iron radiators
they save me one hit of
white work truck offered up to the pigeons

and tugging an attack hole
their bed on whiteness stone-cut blonde
hair gelled up an albino peacock

glassine overwhelming his father’s long
white iron radiators they save me
one hit from a white work truck

to the fore of whiteness stone-cut
blonde hair gelled up an albino peacock
glassine overwhelming into catcalls now

Wikipedia Poem, No. 244

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“Many people feel threatened by exclusion[.]” Ben Lerner


to 
          work with poetry
less denotes 
an assumption 
          associated with this way from 
this and that and intuit 
social differences—manage this 
manage that do what 
is true for everyone or for no one or for everyone 
but I think really disappoint them
         their demand social poetry 
    gets you 
          internal expectation 
      could do to eradicate difference—
poems achieve 
      really disappoint 
main 
     demands
  don't say good poems 
   do 
what 
          is true 
      for everyone 
         or for no one but 
this is true for everyone or 
for 
everyone or for everyone or for everyone or 
  forget everyone or 
predict nothing 
in the second person

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Source: Clune, Michael. The hatred of poetry: An interview with Ben Lerner. The Paris Review, 30 June 2016. Web. 2 July 2016.