Vanta black nights
domestication of ice & cold
to be desired an ice palace
all the rules of most modern architecture
apply here glycine mir hyperstitions
desiccated black snow
nobody exists you have no choice
the choice comes after
Executive Order 13771
who was able to measure
& tame frost lives forever
Vormärz Grodek Autumn Forest
drone full of stars FTC & NIST
dancing on glass again
the vertical community
forged in cold metals
to the point it becomes
perfectly liquid again
Dust on fire
died in grain surpluses
on an empty stage
the water you drink forever
is black shingle
Blue Wolf Red Wolf
covered in vernichtet
Frozen roses desiccated
surfaces dreaming the world's heart
gets chucked out another line
of shit poetry in China’s Harbin
in the slots of love green-domed
Saint Sophia Cathedral
we would live there
hating these roses under Sun Island
the disciplining of the Aristocracy
& the involuntary groomtaming
of the cold through art all the same
conceals the reflection of its nakedness
an artificial lake outside
Klondike gold fields
terra nullius sastrugi
The trouble with the biodiesel
solution is that no one
would want to live
in a city whose public
transportation was fueled,
even just partly,
by the distilled remains
of its late underclass
This sheaf buried
in the Name of The Devil
near the house of an enemy
who believes will gradually pine away
as the sheaf decays dying
when it finally decomposes
if the operator of the charm
wishes the enemy to die quickly
they bury the sheaf in wet ground
where it will soon decay
but if on the other hand
desire the victim
to linger in pain,
choose a drier spot
where decomposition
will be slow
You choke on World Trust
I want an answer from the Immobilised
answers from Poetry
What's it all for?
Your own ups & downs?
Your own private idahos?
flicking it about on your tongues
antisyzygy gone blank
my ear near dumb
Modern Meadow spearflower
the algorethics of a hole in the heart
becomes the world of bits
breathed through silver
Sick City Syndrome
liberty is still possible if we could just
rid ourselves of its shadow fragrant shade
whose depths structures
the contrarian truth,
instead disappear into microstates
platforms in International Waters
or every square inch of the planet’s surface
formally owned by some Sovcorp
prosperity hubs adult al fresco hideaway
Liquid Vegas, Royal Star, Liberty II,
Liberty I, Royal Empress, Punta Pedrera
then freedom pushes out all our senses
to negative heuristics drink a cup of mercury
all the time avoid clear-cut
zones/territories together
at the table of brotherhood values
avoid repetition, avoid straight lines,
avoid right angles, avoid corners
most importantly do not add or subtract
not by head
but by percentage of profit received
forever into the western Pacific Rim
a kiss from a rose & not a pill
in the Belvedere Museum
the past is not dead, it isn’t even past
seasteading the circular factory
use splines, nurbs generative components,
script rather than model on the skin or
banners of scarlet, laughter
8 cabanas & the ideology
of the inevitability
of the death of every living thing
Lay your head on chatgpt’s
metaphorical lap
you're on the balcony now
with those model dream hands
running out the petrol smells
the blurred caloric
first-ever uncrewed triple challenge
lithium-polymer choking circles
into graphene skein
cure for gyroscopes
accelerometers it moves through
our bodies like company announcements
like a Floor Event open the door plate
its light greenish white
that mad dead adult
near perfect child
impress the bunker
makes you feel that bypass
over cleared checkpoints
door re-opens says
now that was a tracking shot
I saw the sky turn upon itself
sublated flowers to unspeaking
an inverted world
new terminals counter-light
then love will drift like an oligarch
through a piece of negative sky
holes feelings corrode on the underside
where the parodic conservation
of Art goes to heal fire
its invisible ecstasy of oxygen
lies atop separated from Earth
as the most degraded symbol
of belief itself
Bin City baked in vespers
bell chant split nets
presence of its exit of voice
atonal in propranolol
beneath gusts of wind
Virgil depicts Tartarus
barricaded by a gate
columns of adamantine
exit voice underneath
the glass bridge tamarisks
trances of its whispering slue
of life no longer vulnerable
Now it is clear metaheuristic
daylight Angry Bird
predatory Goshawks
came through the night
reconnaissance leaves in tinnitus
IR LED skin blur chain
at the beginning of time
emptied again look on
the laws minims
the aesthetics of emetics
if it hurts close your eyes,
Rosenkavalier still & wait
class condition peels away
its rare indivisible light
freesias for their scent
for what is sovereign
made giddy in the head?
Human blood changeling child
catamenial fluid another
drains mouth-shaped glass
collected & allowed to turn sour
in the air i’ve got the good blood medicine
at midnight inside your bone marrow powders
preserved epoxy coat
steel tube frame incantations
reappearances & not to pity
the very innocence of
little plastic gloves
You’re told & you believe for you are sick
centuries of anger panopticons
for yourself into super-masochist tying
or wrapping touch this stock
with speculum brand
easy listening every musical
lyrical boundary
in the history of recorded sound
has been breached
every sacred cow upturned
& now the last great biopsy
of the sky (needs finishing)
I dreamt the Lost Race
The Last Reich
I dreamt the Millennium Dawn
& the class of their corpses
now time for a New Beginning
free speech Freikorps frail polis,
a large cumbersome net captured me
barbitones against decimal numbers
they move on their own
cuticles so why sleep
Now you are dead you rendition
for madrigals because
the enemies have won
they swore your name
eviscerates to the quietest quiet
scattered inside staircases
descend further again
the dismounts shuddering
O that's a nice blossom
instead a loam brow of worksong
firmament in the moon metal
gets reversed & out of my own mouth
I want to watch the whitest frothiest
blossomest blossom
but have a life so violently bent
the not even the wrathless tongue
can keynote
Crawling down the slue of your name
pishogues sometimes with blood
my floating care near not enough
wold cures precious nakedness,
as if to reassure itself not enough
behind bins or near Roberts Close
watch again care remade into chase
or found a hole, or tear
& when you escaped your
tract & leaked into other places
your body opening palmistry
nights panic zones silent anechoic
nearnight I can see your face
buried in mine watching Our Lady
& St Vincent on livestream
feel parts of the throat through the skin,
& not die Hosanna to split
Chapel of Seven Pains
i ate it your sickness
w/ fodder crop & Gillespies
I keep what was left in my pocket
Aphids forever ten black crescent
moons under your fingernails
in the Art Hotel Spiritual Concierge
purge the only thing left remaining:
A Heart Cocooned Unconscious
R&D backwaters & time &
there are no more backwaters
at The Games & Rules event
minor disestablished poets
claw into the anti-city
it is necessary to fight them
Génial lives accoutered
roses curve for them
social pleasantries in unlistening rooms
house-style of plenary phrases
halfway round your finger
think of Paddington Speights
our stolen municipal chairs
Question: What stops hopeless loss?
Answer: Sausage Class
inside walls pas de deux
Shit & The City
Room 101 comrade solidarities
glared into access thresholds
wet winged dims the carousel kinship
its common lost confrère
by moonlight your chlamydia heart
comes back turning its emptier grove
so next, dear reader its Take Time
by Scatman John
In the mill of City Point Lights
sacred Elysium my hatred of appearances
aloe vera’d hands open to burning
there are two paths before us,
an anarchist elegy mirror stage
or spiraling to Krishnacore, you decide
to count take promises out of them
the Djibouti Sovereign Wealth Fund
turning aside thoughts formerly localised
around heart to bilking thin
against the light of others
nobody wants to feel hated
in the fear centre nerve caissoned
bright low drone translucent people
sober with badges
The Order of Forgiveness Mimesis
Rivalry Sacrifice LTD
in a stackrung ascended
good as fatal stanchions
hardlined in hollow rooms
probe your speech the lift of skin
you move through the external world
order stands now it means
the cancelled welts are still people,
nothing is forever angelica root people
drift away from people the shore people
the anomalous pain at the end of people
Vollum ventriloquisms
the bath houses, the steamrooms
But what is the politics of phobia today?
cities emotional high beta three waves
portfolios, flyover faces
authoritarian personalities
& male fantasies formal parterres
completely aflame herbaceous borders
& flowering shrubs a girdle of starres
& MRI’s die their nuclear fuel
like whisperless strips
calcined outside falling
this is how we speak now
the shallow firth of anthrax air
treeless & in the first five minutes
of your death do all the violent deeds
glow like under liquid?
Drive away love in the alabast of
future dread & spite glimmers
hurt embers in my chalked mind,
recommend speaking? diagonally
or not at all I listen for coups,
alibis, reconnaissance missions
repeated mhaimeo esophageal tears
the old canard inside body ghosts
wrecked on loves attrition
Wally close red stone
tarriers in brinewet floodplain
as if the floor was gulched by Orangeism
thin little nags & wretched pallet crafts
Lodge Laws collarettes curled circles
old shoogly harebells
& the twelfth Haberdasheries
felled to a black flame
the peace barrier curbside I sit
highscoring micro lots
but barely living cold fingered clyde
chins a song for rent
dreich, I can’t stand my own
mind parading, fraternal drunkenness
or cream yellow exiles
cold storage cutcross ripples
or worm eaten low-capabilities
people ruin of air sprangled dogrose
hippidom mizzled the remaining
comfort space towpaths oracling childstock
least you're clear of chrome ballast
in the eternal allotments rising
the future different shades
of tayberries & patty pans burning rings
of idioglossia on embroidered towels
Ma ville monarchical law
needs arrow-slits crenellated white-stone
finest grain of the social body
pressed inside freedoms
panoramic breadth
Alpha Global City Rich
one of God's creatures
ragged over stone instead of brick
star-shaped King Pest cross-plained
in Vorst plastic receipts
while cabbage civilisation exists
under Atomium marshes of dog shit
under numbstands
a cestus of starres from Inspector's Lodge
I am beautiful safe as pipes
filled by Quartermaster
carceral city small theatres tortures shape
dots, wheels, gibbets, gallows,
pillories sing The European Council
& soulless Eurocrates introduce
a European bottle 70 centiliters
robbing life of charm & subjecting it to
The Economic Man gone French
in Beer world again, curry leicht scharf
paired to Ultra-Luxe
Heer copse sunn blamed
frenulum pressed into lintel
LA PRISON=SUCE MA TEUB
Put out the light of the last crimson star
death is death salutogenesis
good health on Red Road
its premature mortuary scenery
in the centre The Wealth Games
with a common signet mouth of cortisol
here is the tree that never grew
here is the bird that never flew
here is the bell that never rang
in region of hapless skin
burning some envoi to working patterns
inner vertical lists Maslowian pyramids
Ceiling rose turns smallest keep
how those who own property
might despise their own possessions,
xylophones thrown out
first floor window
between us to speak openly
without lithium choked
backcourts tenements boxed
bowls of light out
zennor oolong scratches my dolmens
efficiency saving the mullion to mullion
both sides & the window ails whatever
southward lugwormed
your heart of hearts
proxies gone dark mica
or pink feldspars
clearer in quartz time
waywend to plainsong
the body of sadism defining
class procreation slow dead
from here to Central Station
failing dioptric luna heart
on the ground little by little
desuetude forgotten blame
& sacrifice worth making
the direction of the horses
had to be changed
wailing negative innocence
bored grief dark voice
declined to clamber
under pinned breath
the first thing we should have
spoken about remains
gloomy elksedge caroms & gambols
draw a boundary between
hindsites cruel coldnesses i do not
deserve to still ask for love
as some defeated cycle of optimism
better off numbing
at the skies napping heart
Failed kingships black boxed militants
death-drives is free anti-realisms
of the beginning dark patiences
the price for total elimination of one’s foe,
becomes suicidal in a three-player game
no better more temperate
or intelligible an emblem
than the guillotine rising from the ground
ensures the victory of the third party
even chess players lose their way
in the triangle where the economy
of sacrifice has to be radically reconsidered
It is myself I have never met
the underside of sleepless nights
Rorschachs unstuck
but still not mine insects
in a glass case porcelain
in palsied hands
a total worldview
you have friends
comprise a truth
no one utters in the crux
without competition perceived life
name medication the shape
of the evenings ghost phosphors
& the eventual body of the shape
Mhaimeo your
sun squared moon
Private reneges of your work
cinched in your mouths
cribbing regimes
you put them into pockets
instead for Life is very precious
ingurgitate managerial techniques
like renal fluids your souls
opaque dulling ached out tribulated
in secret hushes vertebral column
ethically sourced all of us
fall down demote futures
burnt colour no one believes in
locally grown white cosmos & dahlias
so there's this little dark corner of my room
that talks to me like telemedicine comforts
gentle phosphorescences
the meaning of them emulsifying
Crimea Bridge delved earth
of all the worlds tears
suspended here now melts away
in Azov-Black the wrong place
the silt you breathe
slept in ice floes in 1945
we go to the central corridors
their meaning double-tracked
chorus on breezes blown
flanging midnight with no pain
civilian object prelude
solitude in waking dream
Mosoblbank nightingale
ShIZO ice fields hollow-shaped
now is that music?
Krymskyi mist delved earth
of all the worlds tears
suspended here now melts away
in Azov-Black the wrong place
you breathe slept in ice floes in 1945
we go to the central corridors
their meaning double-tracked
chorus on breezes blown
flanging midnight with no pain
civilian object prelude
solitude in waking dream
Mosoblbank nightingale
ShIZO ice fields
hollow-shaped
now is that music?
Phagocytes pith of future life
aerial view antipathies
imperatives dispositions
feelings run into
sacrum sympathetic nervous
system tryzub coiled
the rank of victim
a value even greater
than the sanctity of life
Mandelbulb Lefebre-Yoshida
Democracy Manifest
jumping at shadows porphyry stone
the two most important things
in the world need & injury
reproduce that to music
bleakest anamnesis
Colette Peignot in the mountains
the mirror no more frayage
& Gesetz will be a society
of realised art
& the last hope of Nippon
Claridges House Red
hyacinth someone else's City
face raining across the border
fantasies of power chthonic
most things are naked
& afraid crawling inside
a seller’s hand everything passes
before us as beautiful then tragic
then X commodity A = Y commodity B
or anti-light hors d'oeuvre this living
Love of Art even people
will not come to be counted
in the sinks of Tall White Houses
in the who fucks who
& who does worse
small Venus flytrap
gently ironising out someone's mouth
singled down as property
part of the infinity
of the poet
Groyper flowers Schmittian
club-goods the corvids
hollowed on the tree stump
in Mar-a-Lago oases
no dirges just colourless just
written poems afraid of
flag wending askant
to Realpolitik under striped cabanas
the freeform pool a memetic molecule
of my heart its world history
gold leafing the perfection of disease
will be in secret hegemon
bearing the costs for collective welfare
or as ethnobotanists claim
the age of shamanism
is rapidly coming to an end
Mandevillas meaningful discussions
on class taboo just Justified
True Belief & swilling of Peronis
Celine dressing gowns
under the appearance of negation
might turn into world history
following the notehead
dissolves into still another
several voices, separated
almost stranded
Rose note in the genital area
snow fall has itself become sick
the coarsest demands
what is turning in the wrong sky
tenderness to vanish closed
the scent of oleander, pink pepper
& tamarisks before fade-out
the Heart turned gradient
in your Don't Die Crewneck
negative values conspire
can be eventually eliminated
denied your sleep
between the Left & the Right
what wrecked chine torn lithium
through the street & into eternal gardens
but lay for me here,
your sweet-rising voice pining carmine
as if the dead would wait
in your room are peaks gently kissed
inwards its private world
so we become a cell of one together
& when love is not unbroken or exiled
without eyes every small inurns
in the Kingdom of the Sick
New River Walk cultus medicine paste
trespassing reuptakes some things are free
through this alkaline garden
faery lands forlorn in place of doves
quiet breathe toured midnight
on the sickle of your neck
will have to choose
just how much unpleasantness
we wish to create
or conserve sweet to giddiness
the hyperthymic link,
or euthymic winking at the brim
travel to Switzerland to die
& the dying need not be sick
rostral shell photographs of lilies
with funeral sympathy bouquets
Alex Karp’s mothers collaged motifs
Named The Gentlest Asphyxiations,
& pain the type you feel
little insects all screws bolted
curled black lids fading shells
kidney shaped abscesses
& the dead meant for Linz
The Working Class Goes to Heaven
in a sacro pod every four minutes
