Advent Child Of Mistakes The Author

Advent child of mistakes the author my god conceives the reader she has her best interest in mind all permitted lies within reason of death unable to contrive an illusion but its illusory possibility delivers actual fear actual grief the iridium broker is both worthy but supplementary and plaintive or brief and silly trying to convey a message of serious compromise blow out my doors this uneconomy of worth no magic without within one two three one two three and hidden underneath its perfect hand with the thumb curled up perfect sunrise at four forty five collier schorr no magic means i dare you on a cheap chinese stand and know before knowing your bony determinism even if benevolent obscures the playful uneconomy precisely wrong my god these ghosts what hands long braided thumbs the irony of confidence in cursed cures encircling the town like a wagon of rumors bodiless at the stake pay attention that was four forty five this is nine thirty two you’ve discovered again that in no time a twist of long healed flesh drips from what so why is better than how its superior returns knocking my god around like backyard bombs you have to see it all at once attempting the inevitable bundling glue me to the mona lisa daddy i am begging for your wet hot fidelity.

A Wild Penitent Appears

Manasquan Party House, 2021

please o god help your subjunctive soldier offer up one original thought

before moving on to black coffee rising to meet morning disassociated

walking dog blue-striped potential-of womanly veil of soul-making

one must have ample reason and the right instruments to break this silence

real question what system gotten oneself into legitimate danger from

answers to deeper form of question dark web hits fashion subliminal

advertising models come go sticky anywhere but there/their blood thirsty wild

board memory of japanese steel through pink paper time slips frame

every once in ochre while please body of clay this is me begging

Between Her &

between sky and slick

Reality takes shape in memory alone.

between only, slowly

Let us then approach God’s throne of grace with confidence, so that we may receive mercy and find grace to help us in our time of need.

between the fire

Not only is life mostly failure, but in one’s failure or pettiness or wrongness exists the living drama of the self.

between every once

The transaction is sealed; the matter is settled. I, God, have made my choice.

she didn’t mean to say

Plots are for dead people.

this ultraviolet correspondence

Then Jesus was led up by the Spirit into the wilderness to be tempted by the Devil.

she never thought

We’re only certain (“certain only”?) about what we don’t understand.

i loved her then

Nothing to Do with Roses

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Reverential in a way you could never be;
And I’ve yet to read you.

I’m ironbark dreaming, meanwhile, except
I’m not; I’m ironstone.

You, on the other hand, I’ve seen it clear
as a ghost: The world will not let you write what
you mean or come across weak.

Watered down like a pure-bred.
Afraid to pay for what you deserve.

“Alright, honey, have a prosperous trip.”
“OK, alright. Don’t worry. The plan is airtight.”

Fireworks for Woody Allen, Who We All Agree is Problematic

Wikipedia Poem, No. 617

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“I know it’s not fair / to see qualities of injustice in the aesthetics / of a garden, but somewhere between / what the eye sees and what the mind thinks / is the world” Rick Barot

ladies sluts
          orangemen bitches social justice warriors 
poets peacocks cucks cucks cucks beta          
males alpha
    dogs fuck boys men cuties and cucks cucks cucks
       social justice warriors    bitches too
poets peasants pests conquerors conjurers poets pets
          painters poets peaceniks
         faggots
       cocks slipper clutches supermen cucks cucks
   cucks   the blessed lord above
beelzebub and thug

 

Terminal Velocity of Rational Thought

Wikipedia Poem, No. 412

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“Two blinded in Detroit! / Something must be done / Jaws dropping at ringside / In the blood tide / When the fireball hits” John Darnielle

 

on it    would crash and deform
diameters at black waves shaped of religion
print a better part drag    the bellow within thinner parts drag
the keyword deforms diameter    of black waves shaping form
of more prayers    beneath black waves a better place
consider the keyword deformed
diameters of black waves shaped to a religion
print a better party    drag dependents into it
axis altar a sinking prayer
the keyword deforms diameter
more black waves shape all further prayer
at the black in fact a trademark of a religion
print a darker place    consider the drag    intact

Wikipedia Poem, No. 383

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“In our period they say there is free speech. / They say there is no penalty for poets, / There is no penalty for writing poems. / They say this. This is the penalty.” Muriel Rukeyser, 1968

ONE

incense-perfumed ritual   a staple of evil it traffics 
in 
    awe which is a closely related emotion 
          to terror stories 
         it wrestles 
         with me 
  the same mystic horror story it wrestles with its richness of 
exorcists 
of symbols and incense-perfumed ritual 
       a staple of 
evil it 
wrestles with 
the same material for 
    horrored epochs it 
wrestles with 
     the 
same the most mysterial horror catholicism 
      its richness of evil traffics in awe 
        which is 
a closely related 
emotion right up through a fox’s 
     current 
terror stories it 
         wrestles with the terrible iteration

TWO

     like the young pope beginning on friday 
          and showing 
on sunday and showing 
         on 
sunday 
         and showing sunday 
and showing 
   sunday and 
showing 
on 
sunday and showing on 
sunday 
    and showing sunday and 
        showing on 
sunday on sundays and 
      showing on sundays 
  and

THREE

   little-respected american the 
church 
conservatives and a bridge 
between 
church conservatives 
and 
a bridge 
between 
  establishment 
        led by the 
          orange vatican the church establishment led 
by the name 
pius 
florida hopes 
      he will be a telegenic puppet and a bridge 
between 
    church 
conservatives and a 
bridge between 
          church 
        establishment led by the name 
              hopes he will be 
a telegenic puppet and 
    a bridge between church establishment and conservatives and a bridge 
         between establishments

FOUR

law is but his 
belief turnt out 
an unlucky 
number 
      the new pop-culture literate he’s hooked 
     on cherry coke zero he’s hooked 
      on 
   cherry coke 
zero he’s hooked on cherry coke zero he — well he’s 
     hooked on cherry coke zero he’s hooked 
          on cherry 
coke zero he’s 
     the president now 
   is 
        superficially novel: he’s 
        hooked on cherry coke zero 
he’s hooked 
      on cherry coke zero he’s hooked on cherry coke 
       zero he’s hooked on cherry coke zero he’s 
     hooked on cherry coke zero he’s hooked on cherry 
coke zero he’s hooked on cherry coke zero he’s hooked on 
      cherry coke zero he’s hooked on 
cherry coke zero he’s hooked up

FIVE

  now meet 
people where the 
faithful compromise lays 
faithful 
   compromise 
that the 
faithful compromise 
that they are but a bridge 
but without compromise that the faithful compromise 
   that they are but a 
bridge but a bridge but a bridge but withdrawal bridge but with a drawbridge 
          but 
without drawing too sharp a point and he’s pulling 
          himself 
   up not to meet the people 
the faithful compromise 
that they 
are but withdrawn and ecumenicism     lit af
       it must not meet people where 
         the faithful lay
compromise is that they are 
        but a bridge but a bridge 
but drawbridge but drawbridge 
but withdrawn and 
ecumenical; 
he must not 
a bridge be

SIX

break the seal oh confessor spurning 
      the nun who raised him sees an orphan 
is an 
        orphan 
          as an 
       orphan 
is 
        an orphan 
   as 
a 
tyrant he has 
an orphan is an orphan 
eats 
a 
         tyrant has an orphan in his eye
   he 
has an 
orphan's offal 
         as a tired tyrant 
      as an opal 
as an orphan 
as confessor spurning 
        the 
seal of esuli, rifugiati e sfollati de mezzo america 
the curia’s influence he’s a 
       tyrant he has an orphan    priest confess

SEVEN

only god says you have a terrifying 
crowd in st peter’s 
         square hope 
for 
a terrifying will 
never be close to 
       one’s 
fellow man 
forget man forget man forget man 
forget man 
      forget man forget man forget man forget man 
  forget man 
      forget 
man 
forget man forget 
        man forget man 
         forget man forget man 
   forget 
man forget 
man forget 
man 
forget man 
forget man forget man forget 
man forget 
  man forget 
     man forget man forget man forget man forget man forget 
man 
   forget 
    man forget 
man forget man 
    forget 
  man forget man forget man forget man 
forget me

EIGHT

only as a furious shadow on the 
balcony shoot video for dramatic
maneuverings 
         church maneuverings 
      church movements and 
appear 
only as a 
      furious shadow on a balcony 
which elevated social media platform 
         a 
   visual 
maximalist         explore 
the 
drama 
of finding god through 
         isolation
church maneuverings
church movements 
appear only as a furious 
    shadow on 
     a balcony

NINE

     disjointed art-house vacation 
this moment that’s what the 
young pope 
is 
     but 
it’s 
what the 
young pope is 
but what is the young 
pope but 
      a pulpy and disjointed art-house 
       vatican of pulp and joint  
it’s what the young 
          pope is

TEN

it’s weakest the closer it sticks 
set 
pieces it's
weakest the closer it stands set pieces it’s 
weakest 
the closer it sticks 
      to 
its narrative intrigue 
narrative church impresa 
         with histrionics and 
      mustache-twirling and 
bombastic weakness
        the closer it 
       sticks to its narrative weakness 
       it sets its weakest pieces beside its epic 
      histrionics grown like a mustache

ELEVEN

young pope — he 
actually 
    calls himself that — 
i am the young pope 
       — 
i actually call 
myself that 
— 
    i 
put no 
stock in ether 
drafted to seduce 
a jealous meteor 
there’s an absurd 
       subplot in which     this
italianate conscientiousness actually calls 
       law stand with me in the puddle
as 
christ the vernacular 
      is lowered and i know it 
    sounds insane 
     if not 
blasphemous but it’s sacred and appallingly weird 
this
kind of 
  holy 
anger 
our eyes 
cycling 
cold lightning an abandoned child an orphan an opal a tyrant         faith 
a kind of misanthropy no one loves 
which is why i’m prepared for 
everyone

Wikipedia Poem, No. 282

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        an esbat vinery and 
group in order 
to god alone at itself-sufficient prayer having been etymological
school or destroyer-formed in divine wonderstanding a further 
being 
is evident that 
for venergy and vipassanā 
council of catholic 
devotion as a king oneself-sufficient love 
    is 
      that which
      prescribes 
an esbat 
clawing
and puja as akin to
klawo 
     to contra-festion climbing up
and 
         theology up  
      into various worlds of 
love 
into the 
        vipassanā 
          council 
  of veneration as a primary devotion
     equivocal versus venereal  
valent festival to the assertive vipassanā

Wikipedia Poem, No. 258

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“Unvisited I do not live, I endure.” August Kleinzahler

 

or fall into the talk abroad
that corrupts the few poetic souls
who still sing in macbeth’s blood

or uncleave our township & turn toward
his broad blessings circled by mirth
this is allowed in god’s bready decoy

or hide the sea’s black-hair with no decoy
those who ask with a polite smile pass
pass this agony shell the nobleman’s security

or would noblemen decay ur-net-shops
over art-shops or habit-shops or per
animal-shops it is not to say for angels

or allow it to come by day these even angels
caught not under force this brother cool roots
such answerable litheness of a bitten minute-body

so at each erring my herein spaces out
the no-makeup joint rapt by vague angels
sort themselves for extermination up and in especially

sanguine of

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