Maria Damon

asemic stooges

Dan Thomas-Glass

Three repetitions

Sunflower

[Turn to sun]

[Turn turn turn to sun]

         *

Soothe what magic

the afternoon deigns:

groaning ivies peel

limning the blank

above the tunnel

& us below.

Buses in Seattle;

[blue blue]

[blue blue blue]

          *

The dream of the car crashing into cars.

The dream of the large bar, the larger bar.

The dream of Sonia’s dance.

Freke Räihä

Page four – from Explanation model for 'Virus'.

11:59 - the image of a symbolism around The dynamic sounds around me drowns out everything else. the phthalate-sheath [ to kill off undesirables ] that is not A secondary condition. applicable; is not. This leads to increased suffering and increased costs against and towards:

There is no way to return, towards:

From the centre, rings, circles along the surface, as like on a stone considering a reflection of a reflection – your back – what which you get your you from. The only possibility is to simultaneously view all images. There is at the same time the image and in the sense image and its input and influence. As the bringing of fire without a match, without phosgene in the lungs – which expands towards:

The reading; towards:

Wanting [ is what ] The corruption in the constant presence, in that all senses are up and running, in that every instant is a new instant, in that everything old is swept as a sequence of impending sleep. The now is what stands between; to out between, that in the extinction towards:

To throw oneself in front of, to allow oneself, [ The silence is there because no one can still me. ] towards:

The applications that lay foundation to the theoretical bases for all automation, the codes in it and its implementation is subject to and the concatenation of them – it constructs its own premise – it is everything there; towards:

[ Kohelet and/or Ecclesiastes 9:5 ] For the living know that they will die, but the dead know nothing, and they have no more reward, for their remembrance is forgotten. [ 9:6 ] Also their love, as well as their hate, as well as their provocation has already been lost, and they have no more share forever in all that is done under the sun. And towards:

Sequential comparison; (this artwork should not be framed) the very thought of it renews my fears – which I have not read but dreamt, which I as epicentric, towards:

In search for that [ centre ] which in the hand rests. As the city's scented gardens watered by rivers; aspiring “in the doctrine of being and the tools needed to describe this reality in a credible and simultaneously sealed end” without impairment, as relief, a place that is performing Let them both grow together until harvest. whose motives towards:

Concordance; as also a l l e v i a t i o n equivalence – to lower oneself in a solution. To drown in curatives and its r e p r e s s i v e processes; to commit it, to take one's in and towards:

Mulhouse, a poem in 3 parts

a brand new little poem. i hope you`ll enjoy it until normal services resume on wednesday night
                                                                           your guest editor

          1
               for Dylan Harris

well protected
proprietor
     hidden behind the bar
he keeps a loaded
water pistol


          2
             for Susana Gardner

they      speak     french
      some        in
comprehensible     form of
             german
&     (i   did   not   say
     this          &          you
did     not     hear
    it     &     if     you
did     you     for
     got)
just     a     bit     of
          english

          3
             for Jennifer K Dick

yellow trousers
          get yellow
pack of sugar

orange t-shirt
          gets an orange
one

Sheila Murphy & Douglas Barbour

Continuations LXII:

ark of dark

    nested beliefs found

         erred ground upon

stones pebbles     those broken

    shells those seas of

         round the radiant orb descry

one in tonation lightly

          resembles / reassembles

orbital           pace upon

             the errant ebb

                    relief occurs in

         rounds            (all locus fraught)

(caught    up on at

    tension of gravity pull

          ing a way warded

             off center / sent

         err and wander in

    darkness  where glitters tiny (farre off

well enough    or not   alone (one's left

          and center          non

aligned            to way whole

         w and e ring

                  ebbing            toward

        gravity       pre-flight

countdown    to liftoff  and down

    (a round)    in winds winding through

           and all ways falling   caught

           up in and under gyre

    fire / how at the center burning

stalag might    ice thrust   into dark

          ailing opinion gyrates

and the ire     low to the g

            round / found entry

     rusts in the park         off

                      indigo and fought

         thrice tingling counted out

floored   flat footed and purpled

    bruise bent or benched

         as penalty served un

        (t)ruly      ruled out of

   bo(u)nds  /   ring of

fired fated fa(c)iled founderings

enlistment may rule

out               bon mot

  with ire            now null and

           url-ed     (once

furled      the en  quite

          large-ish       round

                    roll on yon

mighty reaver   rift (or lift

     ed a cross /check to

            file under over

purpose lost to un

    entitle meant to service

vices charm       heck

           of a posse    gathers

    as if to further

            glassy looking titling

     the sift

          a miss      ion

impact well below ground

     leaping together off that cliff

           eyes closed / you cant swim

swift boat cant again st reamed

     out honest broke(r) back

            ing always away from

the river liffy plods through

           land that is not warm

    always the whimsy quoted

                       live enchantment’s

      honest as the sea              though

           low upon the swiftness canting

and counting croup / cropped

    words or pages of testy

           moneyed arra(i)gements

           forsworn  /   force worn

   warned off too oft    then

swamped  deltaed    dirty water

landed gents trade ore

           for (e) s worn staff

scatter dirt        from holes

crops hurt en masse

                        spun syllables in ruins

     seem runes cast

                                  off / tone deaf

           eat ed   it tore     eye al

                       tiered altering all

architextural structures less leased

than loosed upon a gone

(carved) wor(l)d

all text meets stress     (yes)

           the painting’s tincture rots into

    tiered fate           overt as charity

           but not that    loose walk to

                       ward         torrents

     of need claimed about      the one

voice    lingo levered up to

    all the gods    seats in the blues

           empyrean colors collared there

wait   meant to say imperium     im

    ploded  plotted    a circle game

           of song lines let down

plots of earth      form lairs

          of the geometry, lineation

     read blue         encapsulates

                     imperiously gathered

shreds drift             sans choice

           unhanding      lever from leaves

                     left behind or

          raised up   torqued to

    sun   /  take a photo sin

thesis undone in meta

stasis   morphed mend

     a city burning on a hill

illness may not be

          contrived exactly

                     yet the spots seen

   in a photo

          graphic memory undo

unto some prior selves      this city

unto wards   lost lim(b) o it’s

    beyond them burning

          woods    and wouldn’ts

          cut down    all air

              opening abyss is

    mouthing nothing trickling down

wishing one could honor those

           in position versus those

willing to serve              cut down

          cut down and more of them

                     made invisible      only

     those of us with memories hold alive

a living tradition  /   traduced by

    lack of traction   at a distance

           pull pushes service out

sidewinder sideswipe   poison

    in the first sip     slip

          sliding a new /  way down

action-packed figurines        one places

at a distance from which each can still be loved

as in slipshod neighborliness          /

long time       in coming            given lip and such

owned living           verses

sipped as from     cupped hands

holding out   (forth   / fresh

     water in a desert s(h)unned

          and sundered  /  walls neighbor

                     hooded   /  hoicked  hounded

to deadlines   breadlines     the food

           fast failing under falling stone

under the desert is more quiet

           just that failing to repel

                      would-be in   habit    ants

    mood with spare light      walls off

            form from content(ment)

  ailing thus      holds       freshness apart

         a certain partied down and fit to

     beaten   bruised flesh ant

ticipated   /  soldiers of fort

     unevolved    involved

desert ed   it burn  it wait

           the flesh  overrun

demand or voltage serves

            the urn walled off by

                       attributes brim with flashbacks

           to parterre       that if existent

                 would be pure and plain              across

                                  to form      some guest place

Susan Maurer

           CEILING

The height of this library ceiling

             dwarves my aspirations.

          RISK

                     For Ingrid Jonker

“A DANGEROU”

the ticker says,

a term for the outer edge of the peninsula

of risk. Yeah, the edge where

this little piggy says “Pure adrenaline…,”

doesn’t feel the bleeding elbow yet he

thought was jump a bump. The God

of Risk seduces you with a RUSH,

abandons you the same way.

Here is the boat you’ve always wanted.

with the red sail. Shy away.

“BLACK BUTTERFLI” the ticket says

inscrutably meaning “Y”. Done for space?

Inexcusable.

Black Butterflies.

They flutter at the screen door. (Hear them?)

They mean what you want them to mean.

          Rat-Stick Tapestry

Had a jolly time feeding the birds

    in the little park across the street.

Pigeons, sparrows and starlings. The starlings

    dive for the bread in mid-air! The

sparrows dive-bomb it and the pigeons

    clustered and clumped around the big pieces.

A squirrel came over and took a piece from my

    hand and put its little paw on my finger. Then

a rat, a little dazed, came out and I threw a stick at it

    so it didn’t get any crumbs.

Petra Palm part 2

social photographer

Petra Palm

lars palm signing in

i have never driven a truck before. i don't even have the license needed to do so. therefore i find it pretty daring of Halvard to turn over the wheels of this truck to me. i hope you'll have as much fun reading as i'll have driving

New driver of Truck for June

Many, many thanks to David Graham for so ably attending the Truck this past month. I had my seatbelt fastened all the time.

Welcome to Lars Palm, who takes the wheel tomorrow for the month of June.