for maya chrusecz the ten o’clock gold crushed death burnt the clay and gold window dividing good from water in leather squares and fixing the alert fish in place with a pin cooking golden insect eyes I am what buzzes bad in the heat in the beating of my striated heart the bones too are… [Read More]
Tristan Tzara
Clever March Dance
ice breaks lamp leaks and your lungs are square they are a yellow trumpet the stars’ teeth postage-stamp of flower-shirted-jesus the pocket-watch turn turn you turn those black stones in my icy soul I am alone and I know I am alone and dance lord you know how I love green and thinness and because… [Read More]
The Lion Tamer Remembers
listen up earthen colors too late your laughter eats the sun for rabbits for chameleons grasp my body between two long lines when famine becomes light sleep sleep we feel so heavy blue antelope atop glacier we feel heavy ear inside the boarderland’s beautiful stones— listen to the stone old cold fishermen on the new… [Read More]