Is it the Aids virus you thought you had?
or, Melissa?
life so painful i remembered to cry
i forgot how to stop
walking down 34th in yr ninja outfit
what year was that
what world was that
now you can question the questions
now that your new job
private eye
in the public fist
always first
in my book
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--for David Hammons
Bbbbbbbbb
Bluelueluelululu
Blablueblablueblablablablue
Booloo Booloo Booloolu
Blackalackalacka Blackalackalo
Tuntuntunnel
Blueblack Blacklack Bluelackablueblack
“Coooooaaaaalllllll Aboard!”
Bound for Soundtown Frowntown
Browntown Downtown Pronoun
Handsdown Hoedown Knockdown
Thumbsdown Shantytown Ghosttown
“Coooooaaaaalllllll Aboard!”
Goin so fast it’s slow doncha know
Blue train downtrain beattrain piano
Piano blue train
Piano blue coal
Piano blue tunnel
Piano blue train coal
Cool
Cool coal
Cool coal coal cool cool
Blue cool too blue to cool blue
Trainchugga woochugga woo woo
Blueloo blueloo blue
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Wooooooooooooooooooooooo woo
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BONEMAMA
BONEMAMA!
(A Prayer for Mouth Almighty)
Lisssen.
We shall overcome, Babes. We'll roar this sucker round
bendski, make the frou-frou Cappalinski, go all the way
to the Velvet 88's, keep the tacos snappin at the Gates ---
Mouth Almighty's just Be Gun to ROAR
Evermore baby EverfuckinMore
we'll find new distributorship
or fuckem for a buckem on the tenderst lip
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Unbuild box!
Deboxify box!
Unbox antibox! Call it
No Box!
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<<My chronos is in radical disjuncture
(which shouldn't happen so easily to a
medievalist). >>
1 morning, not
so long ago, 1215
something like
or, 1315? round
it off a shoulder
time was
different then before
the invention of traffic
lights and swinging
doors, before
the gym floor
buckled under
the mighty muddy
Ohio that morning
in New Richmond on
and sometimes
in was in that morning
1964 I believe it was
you stranded on Main
Street (65? spring!)
to court you in a boat
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Wind ices beard. You can hear Mississippi
Hiss in its sibilant syllables, listen,
Yo, Mr. Bones, bury the man! Stars
Aflicker like an obnoxious angel’s spit,
I'd grab for the first partner, I was you,
Who has a flask, and dream a song of sleeping
As the night edge cuts the bridge span in half
Should of listened to anyone else, but how to hear
Other than your own country? Call me Big Mouth.
I can cross this bridge in all directions,
The sides rush in to meet me like a train,
Number 5 painted in gold on the engine,
That head-on smack, that no escape
All the poems, lined and rowed, nod encouragement
As the frozen river plummets to my kiss,
The suns spin wildly
And the spittle freezes lips tightclosed, what a hoot.
Old owl, Forever in the midst of middle
Repeating the Truth to make it true.
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Dear morning's day, dear possibility
As if it made a difference you say don't you know
You are the difference, the one who, the being
Possible. How easy to sit and type poems
As if someone else were writing what to do, what
Do we do? Over in the corner affectionately known
"The Love Pit" we call it as we come up for air
"Where are you where are you" tattooed all over
The empty space where we were, drinking
Each other now, holding tight make it so.
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DISSOLVING THE FIX, FIXING THE DISSOLVE
I want to thank you for sneezing when I was born
My theme today is melting
Theme, melt! theme
Lovely weird, how it is
To think about you way over
There in your sweet new moon
The rent’s sky-high! three minutes
From the middle of Middle
In case you can’t tell, I will
Wish I there were swinging the chandelier
With your big team. Instead, I am here
Listening, as usual, to the “Poem
: The Lizard’s Eye” this one is
Called, the tease of your absence
How long the endless poem, fly to Detroit
Remember this, I loved you,
And the camera of words, during, and love
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ensor not the oobly
of yr doobly doo
Let it crown the crow
Grow a can of cow corn all shorn
For sure
It was the sea
Twas that the sea?
O! What a beautiful Absolute
Walking around, a beanbag of blood
Keeping pace with the air, a purple
Brilliance abop the brilliance
Because the poet tastes
The words as she makes 'em
The rules and roles are sweeping
Up is up wherever
The sea unfurls itself your hair
To make itself the c
(in censor not)
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--Koon Woon
Thinking music moving furniture plunge
into fountain frisky-like adore the glint
on you!
I will teach beautiful theater to mammals dance au'jourd'hui.
I will not be home till the moon has had its fill of you.
Then to slide gently beside.
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FOUND ON SOMEONE ELSE'S HARDDRIVE
As you predicted, the package arrived today.
I am in the middle of the Idlewild-Samizdat
controversy -- should I move into the airport?
feed you cock cocaine, there is so much Greek
I have to translate tonight and only one (sigh)
piece (sigh sigh) of Nico. This latest version
of the tape is more finished and rougher, it is
therefore unlistenable. Giant Sand has been
pricking my hair back. And so (und zo) it was
has been is quite a day. Mainly on line 2 hours
with my girlfriend, a tight-pussied young delight
(you'd swear she was a virgin I tell you, but she
has been around you can tell), who leads me down
the blind allies that I may see round the corners: I
call her my periscope, and she lets me look inside
her orifices till I can't stand it anymore, have to
appoint like Consulates and Ambasadors to her
body parts, while she continues to read aloud
some dope poetry shit, I don't know what
it means but I do know I love it like heroin.
Two hours ago we filled up the message box so it
couldn't take it anymore, and then I couldn't save it,
but I found a way to strip the .temp file off the hard
drive and paste it straight onto my skin, like a nicotine
patch tattoo. I love you can't live without you I'm just
glad you're here, breathing all over the place, playing
suicide footsy with me as I fillet the trout with a razor.
yr hardon'ed future dude
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HAS THERE EVER BEEN ANYTHING BUT INFOTAINMENT?!
Purpose of headline is to sell the paper
Purpose of the anchor is to keep you from the zap
Best-seller found in a hotel drawer:
Miracle Man Whomps Apostle Upside Head
Read all about it!
Twixt thumba and afore fing a girl twirls
A tiny globe, we are shaking, which way
Is up anymore! Lugubrious comfort
Who can keep the Faith that insists you
Learn History instead of Become It,
A Giant Can opens,
heartless lover,
Making you quit the job that held it all together
(You equals seam of Can, holding Can closed.).
The world's foundation is quicksand
And is getting quicker. Out back at Le Brea, it's humans
On exhibition, hyperstacked moments of "Actual
Occurrence" brain pattern display: there, in amber,
La belle Amherst sans merci realizing
That fly buzzing by breaks all news
Like water bag readying birth! Light bulb pops on
On Sir Newton's skull, as grave Apple of Pure Reason
Rumbas air.
Sure, we know Chaucer ripped off Boccaccio,
But that didn't stop Braque and Picassio from cubing
That square, so now everyone can reverse screed
And check all sides simultaneously! Racism
Dies. I marry a hologram.
At midnight the cobbler's shop
Will become the fifth video store
In this town of 8200.
And just yesterday I was complaining
That resoling now costs more
Than buying a brand new pair of shoes.
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