The Mitterrand–Pasqua Affair (Charlotte Rampling)

Wikipedia Poem. No. 866

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Bad manmade structures effluent as a pistol and Caprus, while a
good more easily in
marmalade darkness, can lose
things dreamt amongst millennials is that a terrible
parts per trillion of iridium
in engineering a recalled forecast about 2 years into the Lycus. 
         The most common lyre is time
         someone
has died during an outflowing of the alien. Laodicea
is a ball. It's an outflowing,
the
inescapable parts perform
more violently, about
20 parts per trillion of
you can lose
your thought, dear reader, what a dogged lover 
or gas to go to: 
         The figurative thing is the alien.
Laodicea is my substitute for a
philothaumaturgical body of water, Asopus and
         their waters; Asopus an
outflowing end.

Are things of water
outflowing or are there magic
ends, while a good more
easily my substitute
forecast something like 2 years into any
water or gas to go: They last approximately 2 years into
iridium in
the figurative thing of iridium dreamt there
amongst the sheeply
hills between the shapely forms of the bad moon
in small rivers Asopus and Caprus, while a good 
         more easily in
         my substitute forms bad moons in
their waters, Asopus and Caprus,
while a god, more
easily in my godhead, news performs more violently 
         and it's a ball. 

It's the figurative forms of a performative structure. 
         Effluent is my substitute.
Forms bad-out like a fan of marmalade structures.
         Effluent is their water or gas-to-go: Where the
form more easily
engineer a chemical reactor. Fluent, more violent,
about 20 parasite dreams per beknighted forgotten desire
amongst millennials. Situate the long spur of iridium
in magic... shucks, 
         we're talking about
         time, someone has to die.

Only about 20
parts per trillion of you can lose the figurative thread.
Forms made into a milkshake-like lattice. Effluent 
         is the difference between
lover-of-magic bodies and given bodies between the 
         afterlife
and, well,
you: Bouton-de-Roses,
terrible parasite dream, millennials, 
         outflow of advertising
structures. Effluent, in reverse, 
         returns to the figurative think tank
what a lover knows is how to make figurative 
         the inescapable parts 
         per trillion of you, Bouton-de-Roses, 
         that a terrible end fears ends.
         Are we thinking in English again? is like what a terrible
parasite
dream amongst friends.
Floating down the Caprus, while a good more violently,
         about 20 parasite dreams
attempt to bring forth the common alien in law. 
         Laodicea is hell.

 

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High Citrus

Wikipedia Poem, No. 810

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Your rejection is both expected as worn and terrifying. I’m an editor. I always saw people like you incorrect: In conversation I reference sours again and again. You played silent tunings at the gym, or like a woman before a mirror again — silent tunes. The gym, or women before mirrors, and again the silence tuned one’s physique, your physique, our physique, you do go to the quicksilver pool, don’t you, or woman around like a fox from the mirror? And again mercury silent. Tune it twice, we did — we? — maybe. At once sour, then terrifying, green rind, ground, further ground. Your poetry, the poetry of flight and forgetfulness, the publication in the pupil makes sense of what will your poetry publish at the corneal machine? Reach down, writhe. Ends up the word is try. Lappets and scanlines. I’m an editor. I always saw people in the people.

Ivy, After Forgetting, Again

Wikipedia Poem, No. 606

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A Long Poem Inspired by Days of Overeating Metaphor

Wikipedia Poem, No. 596

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“I’ve given this coldness many names / thinking if it had a name it would have a solution” Kaveh Akbar

  nor is not its
     reader   nor is not its reader   a politician's slight to create a god
if they weren't given here   men are taught to create a god
if the roots of which i am so enamored poet
      of
the you the famous
poem is not this condition is not this condition is your lips offer up
a mouthful of hand like an acrobat part you when the poem
is guaranteed in this condition is you in the you
         in the you in the poet of him again his condition is not popular
your lips of the you in they weren't given here   men are taught of
the you in this condition is
not everyone knows the poem is not its reader   nor is not its reader
nor is pleasure guaranteed
      in the
you in the room and which i am so enamored poem is you
in the roots offer up a mouthful of
which aggravates an entire season
of
the poem is not its reader   a
  politician's slight of the poem is
         not
this condition is not this condition is not this condition
is not
      its reader   nor is not its reader   nor is you guaranteed
sitting on the roots of which i am so enamored poem is not its
reader   nor is guaranteed
        in the famous poet of sand   even here   men are taught to create
a god if you wish aggravation   an acrobat
      parts
you in the ways given here
men are taught to create a
god if the roots offer up a mouthful of him
again imagine you in the room   an entire season of pear trees
everyone knows the roots
of which aggravates
an acrobat parts   you room and aggravate
an acrobat part you of whom i am so enamored this poem is not its reader
nor is it a lover   nor is it guaranteed   in you the room
like an entire season of sand
everyone knows the poet
who is not a reader  nor is guaranteed in the roots
offer up a mouthful of the room which aggravates
an acrobat part of you in the room and which aggravates
an acrobat part your lips
of the room and like an acrobat part you the poem is not its reader
nor is guaranteed in the popular you the room and
which aggravates an entire season
of sand   everyone knows the room
and like an entire season of which aggravates an
acrobat part your lips offer up a mouthful of the poem is not
        the famous poem is not
this condition is not its reader
    a
     politician's slight
to
create a god if the popular
you in they weren't given here   men are taught
to
create a god if they weren't given here
     men are taught to create a god if the your lips offer up a mouthful of
which aggregates   an
entire season of aggravates 

 

Remedios Varo (Pentagram)

Wikipedia Poem, No. 526

— juggling for
the cadillac having gawked
lustfully at sulkclouds
each
capped by a bichon frise

cadillac
having been gawked at lustfully
by lions and
this confident slow
heart a stepstage i

am the raspberry cloak
frambuesa
juggling for the cadillac having
lusted after loves
each

capped by sulkclouds each
capped by lions and this confident slow
heart
a stepstage
i am a mage-logician

with nimble fingers
and this confident slow heart
a stepstage i am the cadillac
having
tasted lust in gawkertown —

House Should Appear to be Hovering in Space

Wikipedia Poem, No. 486

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hangstar bendstar 
    frost 
    in supersonic 
sound on wax
    father's affect you receive 
one in 
the air 

report this suspension 
    technique max-herald 
suspended 
    in midair seraphim
    sense force 
and small scientists 
need to employ

emtpy because 
    you left
receive one house 
should appear to be hovering in space
because you recorded 
    uncertain unstellar star bendstar 
    fastenstar staystar

    illusion 
    glorious styptic 
show followed by speakers 
and floatstars bendstars stay up in 
    planes crash 
in speakers as 
temporary stop job hangstar bendstar 
    stay 
up in 
    these paternal jags 

in 
support of an effervescent decision
    this performance    weeks before 
is only a 
temporary 
    stop-among

Wikipedia Poem, No. 403

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“I write a card saying / machines grew the flowers I send / to throw into your grave.” Audre Lorde

      and black 
magic a few moments
     old generated a new idea

then to your tasted 
   experience and ending miraculous 
    and experience a burn
scraped from toast 

and ending black magic for good 
      a few seconds after  
the 
house fire
       is a good idea
 
    then 
you sternly told the 
         house it's an 
  idea this new beginning

the house black magic
is a good idea then you 
      permit a 
        good idea then you 
will have 
a good idea the house is a 
  good idea
 
the beginning 
and the black magic a few days on now
       the house is a good idea then your experience 
      and training a few weekend roses are red and 
ending 
 
black 
        magic 
a few weeks old
         the house a good idea 
      then 
  you took that beginning 
          and 
ending for kindling 
lit it 

black 
       magic and a 
garland of weekend ‬ 
red roses
 
           then you will have a good idea 
the house 
        is a 
god 

the house is a great year 
a good idea then you 
to 
        the 
river black magic
teach 

your experience 
i am a little bit
bitten with burn 
          your test trial taste

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Source: Audre Lorde "Eulogy for Alvin Frost" 1978

Wikipedia Poem, No. 303

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“Primarily that the focus of the work is to find who I am I guess. That’s perhaps the most important purpose of the pictures through the many years I’ve photographed. My photos are psychological statements, not political, not social, not economic. For others I would like to see the pictures help them find out who they are: to find a side of themselves that they keep in shadow. The side they refer to as ‘the dark side.'” Roger Ballen

 

who one is or
is one who after evolution
is some wholes

so one learns to open a door
something’s larger whole
somehow opens

a loch larger whole something pictured
oneself through the evolution of wholes
somehow a larger who opens

one is or becomes bored with nature
and explores becoming naturally one
does not give oneself the day

one does not go away the other way
it’s best to do this tonight either
become easier or become bored

with more experience
with dayrise to give oneself
with expired say boredom sets

spills more experience opens
a door somehow one does the
job completely of a bleeding janitor

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Source:

Wikipedia Poem, No. 135

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“If I tried to give you a clue at the cost of your own experience, I would be the worst of teachers.” Awa Kenzo

his family 
had moved heart treated 
where with the infirm 
  
by pretension or even 
hunger 
worthless of his family 
had moved heart 
     treated 
minorities including 
Superemedies including more drinking 
      cold-all 

    the powers 
including more 
       drinking Supreme 
         Court of Virginia 
was and 
cleansed 
the symptoms 
the firm 
         
by pretentious 
Scalia 
       more drinking and
         
     treated all 
the symptoms other unexplained 
and cleansed 
       
and 
          attended powers including and 
     cleansed 
      where his 
      family had moved heart 
disorder to Chicago 
where 
with 
the 
    firm 
       powers including more 
          drinking 
cold-all 
the interpretation or even worthless terror