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Friday 31 August 2018
Wednesday 29 August 2018
forget that (DRAFT/UNFINISHED)
I ask myself
more than I could
even want
to count down,
like wrapping rizlas
‘round pennies
or your
garter guts
in the pool
holes
I could never
forget that
etc.
Friday 24 August 2018
Tuesday 21 August 2018
Animal Color Named after Europe by China 21 × 29.7 cm 32 Pages
what can
you do
to the dog
***
all that
has gone before us
has to do with
table manners
***
increase of competition
for their job
restarts the heart
***
all pause in
the margarine
mouths as only the
knocks and tunes
***
best in the
unstopping 2,000 hertz,
the dream is teflon,
yet we must extend
past to gain way
unblocked in rotation
***
my passport
in the air
paler than voice
***
***
photo-electric sensors
are at the height
of vital organs,
and you
are sick
and this is how
to accept
to accept
or gushing (DRAFT/UNFINISHED)
where the glass
with vines
keeps the hours,
the gilded bells
raise the
hungry and
they fall out
the solid earth
into a plume,
against nerve
embittered
my ring fingers
in the mud chaste,
feed the instrument
from the voice
in your head
mute the
window to
the sick ear,
when hour
is ruined
love lace
glove mires
oxygen as
sweetness
is happily hushed
to find a
new job
bless the house,
it is yours
Tuesday 14 August 2018
thank you /(DRAFT/UNFINISHED)
a done line
in the self
out-trips
us it must be
explained given
the air
is the
complete cheapness
complete cheapness
of living,
so any ratios
turned their places
onto the outside
due to fear
or uncertainty
in the survival of
the first comfort, the
photo-electric sensors
are at the height
of vital organs,
and this is how
to breathe in
of actually trying
to do that,
how do you
do that
to guarantee
yourself
yourself
the overtime
for cold turkey
for cold turkey
Monday 13 August 2018
'The silent treatment and other effective procedures for berating or deriding the one you love', a.m., 09-08-2018
5 POEMS FOR 5 POUNDS
IN THE LOWEST
VALUE COIN
IN CIRCULATION
IN ENGLAND
Thursday 9 August 2018
the world itself is the court of justice (DRAFT/UNFINISHED)
your unit
preys upon itself
sun-rested
perfection is
so to
the heath
a little honour
housing bare
by keeping the
extruded retina
of us on the surface,
the drawn in
coppice means nothing
in the face
of bitter metal,
as I am petrified
to the garden,
to air
a scarcity ash
of damaged masses
outside the meal
tickets wasted in
full-time,
my glandular
is static
is static
and bone stands
to harsh
ceilings pitch
everything in action
replay
against
overdrive shrinking
the oneway
open windows
to its false
channel is
sweetness
escaped through
itself above
the heel,
there is nothing
like justice
and it hangs
someone else
for day to
be day
genre humain 1 (DRAFT/UNFINISHED)
the cornerstone
is known animal,
our nature as doublet
by number
to comfort
in milk thistle
the payless
rule burned out
the autolysis,
called in salt
the downed breathe
stay up driven
in the fall body
banking blood
by clock saline
punched in the snare
innervation tranche
off sleep tachycardia
Tuesday 7 August 2018
circle of willis
eyestrain the results
to spoil arrays
there in
a pulverised
side of things
to wonder ‘work’
a needed worry,
slowly and for a tenth
what comes
out the mixing
bowl oddly cropped
is a scarcity
