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Wikipedia Poem, No. 607

   i meant to say something nice 
about you

say social justice warrior like it's a 
bad thing 
     nice about you one cannot stop no 
matter the temperature

   i meant to say something nice 
about you

        to you skin           is 
the 
      perfect procedure 
i          meant to say 
something nice 
the opposite of poet laureate 

   i meant to say something nice 
about you

let's       not stop      now
     halfway though the 
      gods know 
a bad thing 
   an efficient thing 
about 
       you 
i was wrong 
about your cool spots

   i meant to say something nice 
about you

  you 
did not stop 
the procedure i meant to engage with
your totalitarian layer i 
  meant 
to say salt isn't enough   
i meant to say salt

Toothpaste for the Young Poet

Wikipedia Poem, No. 514

w514-sm3

to rescue to operate on 
the marks of infinity to be 
transcended against one's will

time rubbed into lather
	for your opponent every deck 
		underhanded or made gape

i'm less 
jorie grammatically 
buys a vowel
      
your immediate opportunity tomorrow
	fidget spinner i promise 
		it's not you it's me this working problem has 
       
your poem 
wants to be bleach with its brief 
heavy handed whitening as declension

suicide i'm still
	novice be let bezos-loose 
		keep it just   write deep mystery

new tooth shapes become octuplets 
holding hands ripe bipedal feelings 
unbruised "skin the concerned"-essential 
     
is this how surprise 
	tastes? great
		all my new deepstate teeth 

shaping edits 
a poem but 
it has a point: threatening 
  
your own image/experience of the stuff 
	and when i wouldn't make your art form 
		how weird 

to be bleached 
	on the castle keep 
		for posterity

David Lynch (Was Briefly on Tinder)

Wikipedia Poem, No. 503

“To keep silent and act wise—still not as good as drinking sake, getting drunk and weeping” Ōtomo no Tabito

attached via ligaments
the helmsman who
helped your mother
into her tail for centuries

pairs off domestic pigeons
to brake and steer men
with vast attachments
to long lost lovers

lynch does the same
packing each scene
with centuries of fat and muscle
which formerly surrounded buried bones

the helmsman has rectrices
and is absent from the song’s brief, luminous life

Sexualizing Christ on the Cross

SCotC

“and why not say so? You see, griping comes naturally
to me and to all mankind. Once, when shut up
at the bottom of a shaft of some kind, I
assumed that the world would just trickle naturally”
— John Ashbery

Let’s go back to your place?
Implies a need to be witnessed
And notarized; sexual, congratulatory,
Childish, the buried bones
Of some magnificent gun-toting species
Pitched toward erotic banality, then,
Speed-date market demand, bond issue
Blind dates, swipe right commodity trades.

We spread wide
The lips of earth
Live a little wilder.

wikipedia poem, no. 8

photo (1)

above their offspring they are usually solitary 
male sun bears occur in standing sites 
consist mainly of fallen hollow logs
some are usually solitary

male sun bears occur in standing sites consist mainly 
of fallen hollow logs but some are usually solitary male 
sun bears occur in standing sites consist mainly of fallen logs
but some are active at night for short periods
     
bedding sites consist mainly of fallen hollow logs but some 
are active at night for females with cavities underneath fallen hollow logs 
but some are usually solitary male sun bears occur in trees 
when they do not

improv for bernie, 111820121309 [draft1]

The thing is wide & white
But bearing a ring of amber
Which carries across memory
_like a whisper-washed hair or
Blade, but I think back on her question
And yes, I am killing myself adoringly
Melting my body to the mat

For this knuckle of pint. When I think

Of her the follies rise,
Precepts enjamb in pain, a sweet round
Aftertaste stalking the long dark nap.
Don’t change a word. You
Are wise & wind torn & yr ears are tuned
_to just
Frequencies — the grass whimpers above each follicle
Lip quivering by truth-run conceit. We have
Suffered, but in my ocean, beside your ocean, …

I think: “Bare it,” I say.