Wikipedia Poem, No. 99

“I can lay out a field / a Spectrum / Where in / So what is spoken / is the living / the flesh / & its / Movement—” from Amiri Baraka’s “#19 Death Parallels”

Wire drags west then the department
built a very black of gauze and effect
I’m TOP SECRET//SI//TK//NOFORN
and its proximity says “You this ain’t.”

A violent IC caveat duster
you are alcohol is the issue
but what time?

Intelligence community settlefield
race claims classified destructive
presence in the closive of counteers
that night hears excruciating across

Hawaii Emily she differs on
the thin way to February Marlow
Stern rode in on a Mistan wheel

When into the bleak Pacific
speaks a civil libation except over
government acoustics

“The shore toward Popoyo”

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The shore toward Popoyo

The shore toward Popoyo nor unassuming nor curated nor charming its body absolute nor fickle nor bending nor concerned its character weathered nor portrayable nor vapid nor given to scale the severe meseta nor dead its cheekbone nor clamoring nor a field of ideas

Anxiety

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How can’t a being be enough
Must always a doing suffice
Where not should become great
Amongst the invisible dogwood
Breathe deeply when wince and be due
Somewhere it is clue enough and you
Swing or the axe itself Gertrude
Said enough is enough isn’t it
Obvious out here amongst the dogwood
Something foul is its bloom.

wikipedia poem, no, 33 [post-rational red oak]

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THOUGHT ONE          

as 
        zombies or the quickest $20 
     I ever spent I'm with the 
  MAH

Funny conversation 
of 
    you How born 
on fumes to they 
  cat 
  ladies and 
        but 
do 
any of you have Chuck-like 
reflexes
   
Funny

       How the same noises as 
     an 
        absolute from hell
    It's really ridiculous

oh 
her

          Glow Fest 
    $20 every 
      single day

Not surprised! Loving when 
  I 
say the wedding
          Did 
  you again Loving when 
I’m
on fumes today

Anyone else's baby 
      makes a little something  Definitely 
exaggerated 
before they cat lady
but do any 
of you again
      get 
       drunk?”
        
  Dearest 
       of you
    Red Oak the world needs the 
world needs 
closure — once when 
      a truck blocks the least I 
          can do  Thank you
a lot of 
this feels 
      projected is 
         it

      Only then 
two hours... wished 
me 
        all day 
     & the cats are noises 
as zombies 
   or is it up

Not 
          to 
be absolute or from hell It's really 
     ridiculous 
A27 
          all-mine
    
oh her

Glow Fest anecdote
       
Guess at the 
least 
I can 
do
This project is 
   the road  the quickest 
way to 
      the guy will kill kill kill kill kill 
          kill kill kill kill 
kill kill kill 
kill kill kill 
    kill kill 
kill kill kill 
kill 
kill 
kill k

      made my small day
         
Not 
to talk talk 
talk 
        to 
          sound-like reflexes
        
        Funny

         Starter young generous 
     with 
the week 
    right
        
        Not 
to be absolute from hell  It's really ridiculous  A27 mine
          
         oh hey  #silverlinings
   
   White Birch, 
Red Oak cats are said to talk talk 
talk to this goodly godly 

gotta lot of you again
      gear-Loving 
        girls in 
#silverlining on fumes 
      today
       
Anyone when I say that 
do any 
    of you 
	have to talk 
talk 
talk to this project is to talk 
to sound like a 
cat is said to 
sound 
  like reflexes 
       
       Funny conversation ofexaggeration when 
I say that do any 
of 
you 
have 
      this 
     project 
         is 
this good?

gotta 
lot of you 
          feeding the cat 
       lady, but do any 
of you feel 
   the 
    rightway  
        in 
a day 
now…
      
Chuck-like reflexes.
  
          Funny 
conversation of you 
   again! Loving 
on 
fumes today

Anyone else's baby would make 
a great cats 
     are we said to 
talk to 
this good

  gotta 
    lot of cards 
thank you 
     again, gear! 
lol
          
Don't build in the 
   on 
that do any of you 
feel the 
   least I 
can do  Thank 
you for being on 
fumes to talk 
   talk talk talk to be absolute from hell  It's really ridiculous  A 
        27 minute 
hell 


THOUGHT TWO

     quickest $20 I ever spent  with  #silverlinings
        
      Who knew Flying 
          to talk talk 
      talk to talk talk 
       to talk to the 
week right

Not to 
  have me 
        allergies What gave Funny reflexes

Starter 
    young 
     girls in 
a 
truck blocks 
the 
      least I can do Thank 
you have to 
   have 
   to sound like a lot of your “suicide"

   Rome was on fumes today
   
Anyone when I say 
       that 
Antonio as much sums it up
          Not to have 
Chuck block them
   
"Miss C we 
          know the 
      guy 
         with 
    her

Glow Fest anecdote!”

      Guess 
  we 
          have to 
   talk 
to the road
   ridiculous
A27 all-mine	

    oh 
hey #silverlinings

Who knew Monday sucker on fumes to talk 
to talk 
to be 
absolutely exaggerating my 
   new Monday 
   &
         to have 
a little something Sons of you 
again, Loving when a 
truck
         would feed the 
         right

Not 
     to have to talk to this film has 
an 
      absolute 
from hell  It's really ridiculous  
A 27 minute hell  It's 
        really ridiculous 

    oh hey  
     #silverlinings

Who 
       knew Monday 
        right!

     Not 
to talk to talk to 
this project — is it just 
mine
      
     oh 
her
  
Glow Fest quickest $20 
	I ever spent
        Red Oak every single day in 
the sky will 
    kill 
       kill kill kill 
      kill 
        kill kill kill kill kill 
kill kill 
kill kill 
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   kill kill 
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kill kill kill kill 
    kill kill kill 
kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill       

THOUGHT THREE

Have movie night 
          in loving girls from 
Japan
   Girl B 
         Isn't built in Japan
        Girl A
Wow A 27-year-old Jesus-type 
   kickstarting 
  when 
     a 
day sucker on something Sons of you feed closure 
of you for being 
when 
I say 
the on fumes 
today:
      
     Anyone 
who placed 
Excalibur in that baby
     do any of 
    you

  Anyone 
      else's baby makes a 
         lady but do you 
again

Built in Japan
     Girl A 
       Wow! 
	waste you again, only to get drunk
     
Dearest 
of you 
again, Loving when I 
say the sadly 
          missed you for being my small day
      
Not surprised  Loving 
          girls in 
      the 
      night in 
& 

THOUGHT FOUR

the weak right ingredients to talk 
      to talk to 
         talk to have 
   Chuck blocks that 
  do 
any 
young girls in a 
day sucker on fumes 
    to train in 
     the 
quickest 
          at 
     the least I 
          can do This project 
is it up

     Not 
to they can do  Thank young girls in truck blocks they 
can do  
Thank young generous MAH
          
Funny conversation 
          of you feel the sadly missed 
you 
for 
being 
      to 
     the said to 
    talk to 
talk 
to sound like reflexes
     
Funny
          
Starting girls 
  unless the world need the same noise zombies or is the least I can do Thank you 
       for being tru

How was that thank 
you 
     for being on 
something when 
    I 
       say 
that gave Chuck-like reflexes
     
  Funny conversation of young girls in a day sucker on fumes 
      Always more one 
else a baby make an 
absolute from hell  It's really ridiculous 
A27 
     mine
    
         oh her

Glow Fest and more on some 
all 
  day
  
       Not to have 
to sound 
       like reflexes

          Funny 
conversation of 
       you
     
Anyone 
else's baby 
  like an unwarranted $50 tip
thank your ever spent  I'm with the guy with her

Glow Fest anecdote!
        
      Guess the world 
needs more than 
a two hour “suicide"

Rome rose before 
importantly a person
        Donating on something Sons 
of 
you for being mine.

wikipedia poem, no. 28

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husband
  a 
terrible father
      regretful      sex drive
flattened, stripped out memory
       chromosomes 
       shredded
paranoia, fear 
     a 
       bad 
    sore throat 
throat 
        throat 
          throat 
throat 
  throat 
throat 
    throat 
        throat 
throat 

     throat 
throat 
throat 
throat 
throat 
throat 
throat 

     throat 
throbbing parenthetical 
    hands
	this headache
bad husband
a terrible father
         regretful, full of sex 
drive
flattened, stripped out memory
chromosomes shredded
         paranoia, fear 
      a bad breath testicular cancer
amputated this is not 
a 
poem
     	sat at the computer 
     leg 
      or foot
   a very bad 
sore     out of
memory
chromosomes shredded
     paranoia, fear 
        
     beer belly 
          
bad husband
a terrible 
father
    regretful, full of sex drive
  flattened, stripped out memory
  chromosomes shredded
   paranoia, 
fear 
a bad sore 
throat 


parenthetical 
hands
    	this is 
          not a 
     poem
	sat at the computer with 
this 
  is not a 
poem
     lack of regretful, full of 
sex 
       drive
          flattened, 
       stripped out 
memory
chromosomes 
shredded
paranoia, fear 
       beer 
      belly 

      bad husband
a terrible father
regretful, 
         full of regretful, 
  full of regretful, full 
of sex drive
flattened, stripped out memory
chromosomes 
shredded
paranoia, fear 
      a bad 
breath testicular cancer
      amputated 
   leg or foot
a 
          very bad sore 
       throat 

        throat 
      throat 
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throat 
        throat 
  throat 
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         throat 
    
throat 

         throat 
throat 
         throat 

          throat 
      throat 
          throat 
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      throat 
     throat 
         throat 

a poem
    	sat 
at the computer 
    with his 
     is 

  lack 
of 
      sex 
      drive
  flattened, stripped 
out memory
chromosomes shredded
      paranoia, fear 
       a bad husband
        a terrible father
regretful


shredded
paranoia, fear 
      bad 
breath testicular cancer
          amputated leg or foot
a very 
bad 
husband
a terrible father
regretful, full of sex 
flattened, stripped 
out memory
chromosomes 
     memory
chromosomes 
shredded   
 a bad 
         breath testicular cancer
         amputater with his 
 throat 
         	sat at the 
computer this headache
  bad husband
      a 
   terrible 
father
           or foot
     a 
       poem       
    hands
	this is 
not a 
       terrible father
regretful, full of 
      sex 
drive
        flattened, 
stripped 
out memory
chromosomes 
   
  hands
    	this 
        
         or foot
          
  hands
	this headache
bad 
sore     	sat 
at 
   the computer 
    flattened, 
        
  
         or foot
   a very bad husband
         a terrible father
       regretful, full of sex 
  
          throat 
throat 
   a terrible throat

wikipedia poem, no. 25

birds

“Harbingers aggrieve the event surviving punk kids who take to imagineer politics. She studied against structure, thus a boycott, called Woman which runs in power-bending concerns. These concerns include threats and the born-female perfect tense afforded liberation that the next year old boy has accessed for turquoise generations and published across the lectern. She who had activists had afforded brown includes not to treats and wanted her washed. Washed she was.” –Wikipedia

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      coming where; the speculative sensual
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go 
      to collage to arrive 
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          and choristers 
are 
evocated, 
    with some sort 
     of interstitial variety, but you should account beautiful things as they are walking towards you, not away from you
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basic theory remains about 
the room 
   or to quote
the dignity there’s no way to say it without being artless and specific.

Meditation on a Lamp’s Reflection

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Sandpaper tin reflection
Alternate lines of age and waves
From what optical cauldron,
	of cold correlative connection,
Three sisters of sanitary sane wage can weigh.

Drums do disrupt the aural presentation,
particle collision,
Of tan ten point game (Blood trickles
		like from a spout to
		funeral cup
	Or black and blue Jack genteel,
		In thee ruined
				ashy
		sometime buried, brazen,
				cordial waveweepy
					poorchild
						(Will never
						know skill
					vicious, venereal,
					tornado, flaccid,
						and Always Divorcing
Luck.

This is a game.
Surely looking it the direct opposite of
	something.
Fire Smell,
	Angry Open Mouth
			(Cavity: another poem
					another time
			But a solid memory:
					Your lips that
				some... times,
I may convince my infertile soul,
	Is just the rancid battery acid
					burning, bitter,
						base
					of my own desire to control,
But surely I hallucinate.
The drugs will always be my friends on
	the battered bow of my brow
	bucking and baying in the balkan wind
		where memory as a function
			is an afterthought
				and thus
					col
					lapse
					s on 
						its
							elf.
And Carol once told me,
	(Or did she show me?
		(Was it	Discourse
				or
				Intercourse?
That cards and chips, drugs
					and die
Do not make the casino spin,
	the doors invisible / dividable,
		the theory, obviously
				Gestalt,
					but obviously Everyone's
								Mine ('s),
Are ineffable.
	Sure
As you blow cornered cat kisses
	into hands that only
	Self-Pleasure
The only coin could possibly
				erupt 
			would be
		Self
Love / Digsust.

"Face it, Carol,
This could go either way."

The felt is actually a mirror
	and the world is green,

The mirrors you sing into aren't
	conduits
of vanity
		but portholes
			peering headlong into
Hell
	is what you make it
is the constant perversion of the inverted
is the correct answer
is reality unwrapped
is rejection
is hope and dreams
is what you finally decide
is the color of
		your home
		your child's eyes
	the color of your lover's
		skin.
is Charron's copper paddle.

"Carol, this can go one of two ways."

Have you ever crossed a river?
	is my response.

Luck.

He guides you,
	tells you cooly:
		stroke
		roll
		live
		love, Ha
	just Hope.

Luck.

	He'll be here to hold your
			hair back as vomit
		erupts from your teeth,
	but those lucky fucking teeth
			violent
	But,		Fucking
				is
					Like
						Melting
							Butter, Mister.

Only a buck fifty a stick,
	Useless when its hard, Ha
	But, Don't

Worry

now, it'll melt soon enough
	Then,
		you can worry about
		what you'll be baking, boy.

The room's spinning
	there are no reflections here
	but rice paper walls
	with violent shafts of
	blue gloom screaming
	Through.
	
Here it comes again,
	Again
		the hand is shook
	And,

You're hearing colors.

"There are other things in life like butter, Carol."

Does it stick on the wallpaper,
	like melting glass
		marching on their backs
			similar to tears
				but slicing furrows
					into 
				The Wallpaper
And drip down in shots of deep run blood
Everytime you manage to remember a thought

	Spray starch is your Mother
		ironing her wallet.

	Sylvester drooling spittle like the Sirens'
		eternal wail
		is dementia at seven.

You began young and look where
	it dropped you off,

Ass bleeding,
	bazooka joe, melted chocolate and
	semen smashed silly
	into your toothless twist of a
		smile.

"Listen Carol, I don't think this is going to work out."

You never win.

Snakes don't have synesthesia
when you close 
	your eyes
		and scream,
		until you scream.

The Siren's Eternal...
	What was it?

A cackle?
A dream?
	did it echo?
	did it shoot craps
		and loose sleep?
A bible?
A book?
even A page?
A page of music?

That's It!

"Carol, sing that song again.

"And, Carol?"

"Don't ever stop singing."

experimental meditation poem, no. 1

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I lost it
what is it
objects mean
where is it happening what
him her shrinking away from the window what
does it mean

him her
you keep saying it but what does it mean

him her
him her

him

1,000,000 miles away
closer closer closer closer closer
a million miles away just stayed away
just to stay away a phone call away the trash
can reach out I
can reach out I
don’t want to reach
out I want to reach out I
can’t reach out with what hands with
what feeling with what emotion with
what connection with what 1,000,000 miles
away I keep saying
but what does it mean do I

want to do I
want him
know I
want her
to do I
want him do
I want myself
do I
know myself
cannot be
myself can
I know myself

him her
him him
him him
him her

hand
in her
her hand in her

what do I want when
do I want it
why
do I want to do I
want to do I
wanted him just 1,000,000 miles
away so so close no
closer what
do I want can’t decide
why

do I shrink
away from the window
wide wishing away from the window
when he comes closer
was running
away from the window when he comes
closer what do I want
to get from the window what
do I want to see you

know

what kind of light do I see
in the window
to experience walking
away from the window what
do I experience staying closer
to the window why
meditate one meditate why
come closer
we come
close at hand

her her keep saying
it but what does it
mean her
her her her her hand

him
him walk

Keep talking that’s what’s the problem
just keep talking just
keep talking because I need you
don’t stop talking. Recording keep talking
keep talking keep talking keep talking you’re not
ready
yet you’re

not

you’re not interested
I’m not ready
what are you ready for you
not ready
you’re not ready
to talk to you
to listen you’re not ready to
talk and ready
to listen
keep talking

what is it what
is it to listen
how do you listen how
does one learn to listen how
does one learn to need how
does one learn to learn to learn
learning leans into learning and
learn to lean into learning hope
for some learning and learn something to lean into
learning and sale do you sail what’s for sale what is for sale sale items only do you lean into learning and
sell something do you sell what you’re sailing
do you do well to sell what you learning
you lean into learning to sail into selling
what do you learn from this sale what
do you earn what do you learn to earn what do
you turn in
selling your sails what do you sale towards
a leaner you

him her
him her

I keep saying it but what does it mean
you keep saying it but what do you mean

I’m building something like a palace-like
you’re like a yurt like a palace
small no no no
more

like a heart made of leaves
and memories and
what do I use to find the leaves
what kind of palace do I want to sell
what do I learn what do I sail
what kind of sales will I use to bind the leaves

sales sales sales

This distraction where does it come from
where’s it going what her
you keep saying it but what
do you mean this distraction
this distraction
this color coming from this screen
this distraction this pixel this point
this point stretched out over the horizon
this picture

him her what does it mean where you going
him hurt
you keep saying it what does it mean this
distraction this pixel this point this poke this
what you’re trying to build this what
does it mean why
do you need to bind the leaves that leave
us here why have her why this leaf leaves us here’s
him hurt
you keep saying it but what does it
mean what are you building
what are you trying to build
what do you live
what are you living where are you going

you losing the message pay attention to

him her him

what are you saying what
do you mean what
are you saying what does it mean
him focus

him him him

focus you and him 1,000,000 miles away
him what does it mean what are you looking for
what do you want then       then
him
focus what are you saying
what does it mean what does

he mean

him him him him