A Historic Tax Heist

Wikipedia Poem, No. 673

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polluting work as a true-jurist staining dark-blue
originally in reference to a snowy stickler 
foreign or true white with a fine pruina
who researches without any commonwealth 

someone who researches pure simple strigose hair
opposed to applying by an academic odor and taste
no distinctive legal-skin of america and pure simple law      such 
a person can walk confidently as a purist down somehow convex

i am expressing disbelief originally a barrister stinks 
to freefrom foreign jazz pure simple   jazz such attic greek 
clear and studious is this the right part of speech     dear dark-
skinned reader    for someone who researches homogeneous matter 

that foreign stickler  in theory is unmodified by style 
or homogeneous matter a just stickler for inappropriate elements               
by the marginate gills for a pure simple theory of law      such a 
pure science without       discordant contaminants

is someone a suspicious admixture or pure bred 
by an academic legal writer whereas in simple poisons 
such a person cannot work     nor walk    as a legal scholar         
substance- or theory-free from pure science without   discord

the polluting or poisonous spore
makes something radical impure

Portrait of a Man in a Red Turban (Self-Portrait)

look first  that's the point
how does algae grow
so deeply photosynthetic
am i asking you or am i
muttering moon mad
either way i see myself

of course  in that master's
eyes surrounded by all
the thin cracks in the pain
the crow's feet tighten
around the rosette wire
at the bottom of the sea

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Celebrity Birthdays

Wikipedia Poem, No. 650

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“Oarsmen must put out their eyes, and ram a skewer through their necks; usage pronouncing that they must have no organs but ears, and no limbs but arms, in these critical moments.” Melville

starred dawn mid-stream much
i also within the queer film canon
dawn starred war materials

spoil impair disfigure scar national psyche
all up in my candy he discovers what shall i hog
tie and hang from the ceiling to tease with flame

eviscerate back of the head mere’d and marred
door to known passage flamingos possible now
of consecutive lemonade and dragon stacks

a status a clerical marriage ants’ horizon
one thousand angles pitched from a spear
anger bends toward compelling texture sufficient no much

Harvey Weinstein’s YouTube Channel

Wikipedia Poem, No. 636

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     peddling peddling beautiful young wares       
they share the title poetry recommendations 
the first seven the first seven their       focus   
permanently soft and their too chewed up   seconds of ice           
centered in their focus    premaritally soft         and my all 
the first seven seconds of a half dozen videos 
featuring beautiful young women the color of a   half         dozen videos 
i'm too chewed up by the   first seven        colors of a      half dozen videos           
featuring beautiful young women their focus       is premaritally soft    
and          the title poetry recommendations a half dozen digital frames smiling 
beautiful young        recommendations a half      dozen videos peddling women
 the first seven recommendations    their focus is premaritally beautiful young 
wares they share the         first seven digital         frames smiling     
peddling beautiful young    titles    recommendations framed      in premaritally soft   
focus their focus is permanently soft and i'm too chewed up to try 
their focus is permanently soft and the   color of       ice    centered in the           
half dozen videos    featuring beautiful young colors ice centers of my focus   
soft seconds of a half dozen         women          all chewed to poetry 
recommendations first then seven seconds of ice

Wikipedia Poem, No. 377

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down?   the sky is   not a catalog, an inventory,   a          litany; it is 
sent up for grating?           vision    touches blue bore and     flake moon   
cloud or men in a rush against god no, against       god        no, against god       
no, against god no, against god no, again, this is how         i am like a 
grater? what           comes down?    the sky like a grater.         what comes 
down. what comes down?        the sky is not a catalog,    an in a rush       
against god no, again, this       is how       i         am like a grating?       
vision touches      blue bore and           flake moon           cloud or men in 
a rush against god      no, against god          no, against god                
no, against god    no, against      god      no,    against god       no, 
against           god                     no, against       god           no, 
against god no, against god      no, against       god        no, against god           
no, against god     no,       against god no, against god no, against god          
no,       against god          no, against god no, against god no, against god       
no, against god no, against god no, against god       no, against god no, 
against          god no, against     god          no, against god            no, 
against god no, against god            no,        against god     no, against 
god        no, against god             no, against god no, against god no,       
against god no, against god     no,           against god             no,      
against god         no, against god         no, against     god      no, against 
god       no, against god         no, against god                no, against god   
no, against       god            no,       against           god no, against god   
no,          against god no, against god             no, against god       no,      
against god          no, against god           no,   against god no, against god   
no, against god       no, against god    no, against god               no, 
against god             no, against god    no, against god no, against god no, 
against god            no, against god    no, against          god   no, against 
god        no, against god           no, against god              no,       
against god         no, against god     no, against god      no, against god         
no, against        god          no, against god        no, against god             
no, against god no, against god    no, against      god no,       against god 
no, against god         no, against        god no, against god        no, 
against god     no,        against        god           no,    against god no,           
against god        no, against god          no, against god        no, against 
god              no,       against god no, against god        no, against       
god no, against god no, against god               no, against god no,          
against god   no, against god                   no, against god                
no, against god          no,           against god     no,      against   god           
no,    against god no, against   god        no, against god         no, against 
god no, against god   no, against god no, against god      no, against god                 
no, against god no, against god      no, against god no

Wikipedia Poem, No. 376

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“that sticky infusion, that rank flavor of blood, that poetry” Galway Kinnell

 

of
sizzle—her innards
disposed of
meaning sow
plated for
a child
in the hourglass
faces
down thin
strips of sizzle—her innards
disposed of
meaning to letter law

it is passionate play that is passionate
play that is passionate
play the comprise of
choices

it is
cold
here—stuck through
with the bear—

that is cold
there—stuck
through
the hourglass
faces
down
there—stuck through
with
the
101st

airborne the 101st
airborne the fisher’s net the ribbon-winning of sizzle—innards
disposed
of
meaning of trumpet the
emergency room doctor’s

red ribbon-winning of choices

is
it cold
here

Wikipedia Poem, No. 347

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“The lobsters in the pot are screaming / Inside the reddening roar. / Your aproned ghost keeps boiling more, keeps boiling more, / And turns to serve the gore.” Frederick Seidel

 

to
quarter
the weather

hence
quarter
the hull of the ship

a nautical order
keeps weather
a distant blip

apart aloof a gage
of windy thrusts
keeps the quartered slip

quartered further against
the gage of rain
from gagging grip

Wikipedia Poem, No. 284

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solicitation
the lasting sting-pain
poet in the dark

bullet as diligent research bound
an advanced pain a dark desert
handcuffed de-terrene wrists

target where the adapting-pain
on pique-white predators tactical best
of the poet not some bluish-purplement in heavy traffic

the same stockeyed honey bee
pain scaled up to life    for it is
that

more
life hours of morning
things failing the harvest

the poet’s own industry
from history
repelled forward

more more more

Author’s Bio (Conditional)

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Joseph M. Gerace may teach you
maroons a thing or two about people
made of fruit. Surprise

Is always betrayed in the eyes
dirt always in the heart
despite what the underwear

Model said. Mark was his name-o
and what he said he may teach you
a thing or two about people

Against a green screen should be
so predictable like tomorrow’s lottery
slanders a descending car

Its brakes cut
with pure adrenaline intentionality
which is of course no longer pure

He cries, he bakes, he ripens
back against the night he
bereaves his hearts of fire.

Wikipedia Poem, No. 75

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breakfast outside
When the poem 
     asks every revise 
my reader
To be just 
as great sat in the sculptors 
work
   Now 
    Cézanne 
        arm wrestles Celan 

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