Michel Houellebecq Eating Dog Food (I Think You Misunderstand)

Wikipedia Poem, No. 790

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confronted will 
requires work you don't
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lançon and his colleagues 
refer to bloody counterarguments

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well dressed pedestrian boulevard 
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too easily magazining their maps put this 
in verse or obits our greatest provocateur 
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everything and walk into the ocean

Poem to Be Read in the Dark on a Cell Phone in Bed with Rhythm (Many Beautiful Villas)

Wikipedia Poem, No. 781

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turn to food
better debtor
talk of talk
many beautiful villas
talk of many beautiful
villas on beautiful villas
on the argument
villas about authenticity
one from palermo
one from agrigento
the ingredients of
staying in
palermo versus agrigento
the talk of course will turn to
many beautiful villas
the talk of the talk of the
many beautiful villas
on many beautiful villas
they will turn to food
you can also be
stunning in one of the many beautiful
villas on the talk of their ingredients of course
you will turn to straying from me
the island of talk
one from palm trees
one from baryte
one from palermo
one from agrigento
talk of another naturally
occurring crystal formation
bet they will turn
to talk of food you happen upon
beautiful villas on the talk
they will stay buried
in one talk of course
will turn to food you bet
on authenticity of the ingredients
of many beautiful
villas on the many beautiful villas
ars authenticity you bet on
many beautiful villas
on the talk of the signature
of authenticity two locals
sit down at a table they will
turn to bet on something stunning
one will turn further
foreground
many beautiful villas
of course will turn too

“It only took me 10 seconds to decide to take the picture then”

Wikipedia Poem, No. 698

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Hello I’m Calling to Apologize for Breaking All of the Plates

Wikipedia Poem, No. 644

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ice
feed 
        gray 
        demon:
        have three 

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demon:
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honey bun

“The Sausage Master of Minsk” by August Kleinzahler

        I was sausage master of Minsk;
young girls brought parsley to my shop
and watched as I ground
coriander, garlic and calves’ hearts.

At harvest time they’d come with sheaves:
hags in babushkas, girls plump
as quail, wrapped in bright tunics,
switching the flanks of oxen.
Each to the other, beast and woman,
goggle-eyed at the market’s flow.

My art is that of my father:
even among stinking shepherds, bean-
brained as the flocks they tend, our
sausages are known. The old man
sits in back, ruined in his bones, a scold.

So it was my trade brought wealth.
My knuckles shone with lard, flecks
of summer savory clung to my palms.
My shop was pungent with spiced meat
and sweat: heat from my boiling pots,
my fretful labors with casings,
expertly stuffed. Fat women in shawls
muttered and swabbed their brows.
Kopeks made a racket on my tray.

But I would have none of marriage:
the eldest son, no boon,
even with the shop’s renown, was
I to my parents. Among mothers
with daughters, full-bottomed, shy,
I was a figure of scorn.

In that season when trade was a blur,
always, from the countryside, there was one,
half-formed, whose eyes, unlike
the haggling matrons’ squints, roamed
and sometimes found my own.
And of her I would inquire.
Before seed-time they always returned.

Tavern men speak freely of knives,
of this, of that. Call me a fool.
For in spring I would vanish
to the hills and in a week return,
drawn, remote, my hair mussed,
interlaced with fine, pubescent yarn.


Source: Kleinzahler, August. Live from the Hong Kong Nile Club: Poems : 1975-1990. New York: Farrar, Straus and Giroux, 2003. Print.

Notes from an iPhone

Wikipedia Poem, No. 527

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“it is impossible not to hunger for eternity” Jorie Graham

men stand at car windows
knock on car windows
crystal stemware

in the lonely gardens of
masculinity crystal
stemware knocking watch

mediterranean men
stand watch stand
in the lonely

gardens
of skinny
mediterranean

men standing off
fingers off
antique replicas of skinny offers

skinny mediterranean
men stand at the skinny windshield
crystal stemware knock on car windows

crystal stemware knock
car windows and windshields
crystal stem knock car windows

crystal knock in car windows
crystal stemware knock the car
wind whip the window

crystals stemware
knocking
fingers

off antique
replicas of
masculinity

mediterranean
men men men
standing watch

in
the lonely
gardens

of skinny
mediterranean standards at car windows
dirty crystal

stemware knock
car
windows into begging

crystal
crystal
stemware knock knock

crystal car windows
crystal stemware
watch

in the lonely gardens of skinny
mediterranean men standing
fingers

off antique replicas of masculinity
poems?
his vicious

iron
hammer
bursting

watch
in the lonely gardens of
masculinity

his
vicious
iron hammer bursting car

windows
crystal
stemware knocking

watching
in the
lonely garden

The Internet Appears in the Morning Like a Hand / Full of Cashews and Coconut Meat

Wikipedia Poem, No. 508

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from your
genderlesque moiré two water suns
train invasive things

the percieved field
is most like my clause
before stolen ice cream

in order to think
like singing deploy
textbook masturbation

thighs swing
across the marketplace
air like hangman

powerful free diogenes
sidling cloud crab
then off she petals paper

dress of gauze
grazing blue-white dross
still die high in its gaze

Hezutsu Tōsaku (1726-1789)

affluence

Affluence—define it as:
pickled greens,
rice for supper,
nice wine, one bottle,
modest but never empty

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Source: Sato, Hiroaki, and Burton Watson. From the Country of Eight Islands: An Anthology of Japanese Poetry. New York: Columbia University Press, 1987. Print.

Going to Minsk

Wikipedia Poem, No. 481

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dough stuck to       eat (or      stop   cannibalizing it
never ends all the dumplings will never end
all like a black rabbit head such improbable
writing         plastic trimming never ending all       like a rebus poem
the throat himself       (or     a stand-in    for the       paris
review facebook page someone somewhere must care
about a man who         smartly uses his petunia 
now he's unrecognizable          symmetry slides   down 
the dumplings will never end all the dumplings will never end
all     the dumplings he will never provide   myself to myself
(or stand for the grey pixels and       black     rabbit heads 
such        improbable      writing          a rebus poem 
then a laudable commander in the grey pixels 
and mouthed tooth    desire as idols to eat      
(or     stop   cannibalizing inside 
where it      never ends   i didn't know he had 
an earring    all the buying          fried dough stuck 
to an      unnamed company doing companion-dance
myself    (or myself    standing up to dumplings that will    never end
all like a rebus     poem    the grey mouth  pixels    will
unnamed commander the kids are tom 
veitch's         poison   meat to august kleinzaler's    poison 
meat       to august kleinzaler's poison meat 
august stands     for the kids sausage-master 
on the grey pixels and     the black rabbit head     
dwindling improbable writing starved dumplings
will never end      all      like a hidden end
all the throat (or a hidden-in grey commanding throat