Look Pleasure in the Eye and Don’t Think

Wikipedia Poem, No. 937

Flowershop, 2019

shirt headphone cord
in her pikachu too much
unrepairable bear yards of skin

all the soupy stooped cross
walker drug dealer drug dealer drug
dealer data demon jazz drummer pikachu

shirt my t-shirt headphone cord
in her mouth too tight flowershop
too much unrepairable bear all skin

all corporation an infant crying warm
and such unrepairable beauty fat boys who care
the corporation an infant crying

warm and youth petal unrepairable bear
all the standing-room-only no way too much unrepairable beauty fat
boys who care the corporation everywhere asphalt rubber and i

Ignis H.W.

Wikipedia Poem, No. 874

He bombs the fuse

in 1948 poppy as outdoors
were still import brought mr bush
great pleasure he still imports 
brought mr bush’s movements sport
brought mr bush player and often used it regular disease
began to baltimore
he began to concentrate
pouring in regular disease
beckoning to be on his desk in the concentrate
pulling on regular disease
beams a baltimore oriole
gamut with boat on the concentrate
perform it regular play for his hand
he swore in 1948 poppy was his wife
barbara often squeezed it regular at playtime
concentrate its put 
on regular disease beknighted captain of the game
even after vascular blew down his captain of egypt
to concentrate play it regular player
and he swore in texas on his first two baseballs at yale
as his sense of egypt to an olive oriole
even vascular disease became captain of humor
when he began to conch brought mr bush’s movements to sport
and his years as a spark in a gamut of boats
the fidelity nobody asked for brought mr bush great pleasure
he oiled his players for gristle sport
brought mr player to the asking game
even in texas even in texas
he was known in 1948 as fidelity — nobody asks to sock his wife
even in texas even in texas 
barbara often used regular disease concentrate
put it regular
played it in time
concentrate remember
bemoans the captain of humor
sport courts mr bush with great pleasure

and the light explodes.

wikipedia poem, no. 26

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Nacre Ode [draft]

let’s lie
in the top left corner
you will see this sun rise
one you could not license

licorice diamond the lady reaching
waves of her lysergic arm one to brace another
column of instead a list of historical events hysterical
lucy against the unbottled still morning air hips lips lost

lyrics careworn Theberton Hoof a gamers eve and tossed
in the bard’s hearth in the bad thrasher in the raga man a lyric
whence bank the bottle bears its beggar up from the mirth of brake
staring at the rising choice we bare to falsify ourselves our harmless hearts.