Monday, April 29, 2013
VERNON FRAZER
From Promise to Protest
the chance reserved in every city
anxious for the ripple diction trials
proved too necessary to the visit
water clock effects work glimpses
called out to help a holiday detour
for the bed pills clearly readable
additional distance promised money
even the deeper key failed
lackluster news distributed
emotion groaned payment
strong battle missed steel buildings
remorseless times
loud roar some distance
begged honoraria
dollars from home again
exceeded the normal wind control
fiery pigments snap opening form
passion bent over frightened land
hidden words reared a dark cry
MICHAEL DEC
Hollow Logic
How about to typecast castoffs, doomed scum, swine ignorance youth
Hardwired to watersheds, gates slam, alarm clocks gurgle
Peripatetic compulsion, explosion, aerodynamics
Who pees on the burning cottonwood?(?)!
To the hilt,
shit ensues literary and intellectual digestion
what the "home" steals luxury in furious tom toms
sez I'm a rare give down the lonesome highway (pete'ssake)
writers' heads mounted in concrete and nightmare toothpaste
Ghost taps my pipe in ashtray late night, goodnight Irene, sometimes I
takes a great notion to jump in the water and drown, with
serious repercussions under my clawnails
A typewriter half in half out reality
Or is it a tiny HUD house?mousetrapreplica
She hears my ghost pipe rattle I coughing my dreams
The five condiments poison my Tuesday this shit'll kill ya
Who knows how dreadfully polite in plague times, rhymes, schemes,
shredded invisibility, my hammer down, exhaust mechanism
of dead priests, a magnesium pub mix, the canon, grapeshot we go
less than halfway to the moon
She's draped over the sofa like a centipede.
Sunday, April 28, 2013
JIM LEFTWICH
not this
live an ever. with bears
shale-long
flavored infinite desires
gain is sand
of a chosen and
nothing is more ribbon
than barking
the conference of utters
in the streets together
with cattle gold and waste
04.28.2013
not that
live shale-flavored gain
of nothing
than the in with
an long infinite is a is
barking conference
the cattle ever. desires
sand chosen more
of streets gold
with ribbon utters
together and bears waste
04.28.2013
not this
live of than an barking
the sand of with
together shale-nothing
the long conference
cattle chosen streets
ribbon and flavored
in infinite ever. more
gold utters bears
gain with is desires
waste a is
04.28.2013
not that
live the together
the cattle ribbon
in gold gain waste
of sand shale-long
chosen and infinite
utters with
a than of nothing
conference streets
flavored ever. bears
is is
and with more
desires barking
04.28.2013
JOHN M. BENNETT
ujo
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requete seco del pecho in
undado del fluxus requete
reflujado resaca de los
70 años requeteflojos in
flados requeteinertes y re
queteahumados como
migas echadas en el sueño
del flujo requeterequetere
quetememorizado
...lux...
- George Maciunas
...k...
- Kurt Schwitters
...requetemortal...
- Ramón López Velarde
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yr ,barri cade ,s lope a
way ,blood d rains out a
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atrim yr ,feat hers sp
ot ·)The Spitter crawls(·
clotty knots deck yr
shirt .the drilling fog the
,soap thinking in its blurry
fog ...heavy tubes
wander off...
...shoe...street, with smoke...
fe there
the fried dust the watt
leakage ,why wire ,net
clinking with ,uh yr
,peldaño ,foco ,usanza
famélica ,mis truenos
demobilizados ak ak k
a ka ,chain de mudada de
tenida de mostrada y
mustia como mi lenk
gua gua .the tired
c rust the f lat be ak
turning on the edge of
the roof
...plu...ma...
guac
Stunned in lunch my leg storm
halfer swollen bright burrito
swirling on my lap those rabbits
jerking through the door it’s
,flake your head skin’s off
,daub yr throat with pico
de gallo ¡ay Ondina tus
caderas eloteras! )))numb
along the beach my eye in
ddisttanttt bowl of hills
...infragrante...
- Lope de Vega
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