Sorry I'm in Rawry
It's closer
To Domino sir
than any neny
save
Martin Henny
Or his Jenny
And they spent
A pretty penny
For a hoser
Up the noser

I'm stalling
always stalling
won't even
can't nope
ain't doing it
not even
knowin' y

clearly poems
of dubious
dubiquity
see me
as an easy
means of escape

delete me
please
delete me
like a little
bit
delete me
complete me
i was on
set me off
oh i've gone
already sawn
off the stack
in the heap
being brave
the legs on
this verb
ad
don't they

steerage
set to runaway

by way of
can't be here

and oh
gotta go

and then
after clampdown

muted and
dimmed away

it passes
for now

somehow
news penetrates

there is air
here still

i realize
start using

I thought
I had a thought
It had me wrought
But it was ought
and I was caught
in what I sought
thinking brought
empty fraught
stupidly fought
brain's naught

There are cornflakes
smarter than me
about poetry
so crunchy
see

so let me be clear
about vagueness

remainders
of division
ill fitting
and left
out
digits
countless

exasperated
likenesses of
of the neatly
included sets
fretting
aside
downcast

scrambling back
to the pool
pick me pick me
say the tines
and the hum
ensues

We need so much less
and are so much more

Body needs a brain
to listen more
and less to its own
convince-ments

the lumpy
contrivance
of an
instrument

driving us
all the hell over
the constant guess
of not us

in the constant guess
of what's us
ruck with idea dust
and sticky lust

the crescendo of here
no denouement
your engrams
stumble back
Slapped
with daylight
Take hold
of each other
Give each other
the look
And at once
hit that note
And the day long
I hope
song I am
Plays on

can i give up
in some new way
that is up
and giving
and end up

This arm has insufficient
reach
discerns a small circle of
stone
and nothing from you returns
life

are you the coldness of right
oh
I know sensibility
so
certain of what is here judged
out
read syllables fall stricken
dead

As I   am harvested
on the company farm
while the farmer crows
I am hired on at
the harvestation
to package myself
earn employee
of the month
in the hours
before shipment
I am promised
'tis written
in the disclaimer
to not have to
consume myself
and inhabit
that column

I resign
from yesterday
and
keeping things
at bay
imagining
today

I've generated and stored these waves for you.  They will pierce this thing that has you.  This thing that thinks it is you. This thing that is reading these supposed words.  This thing falling, always falling down time and thinking otherwise.

What did you do today that spread? How did the sun react to the taste? Did it increase? Did the hungriness abate? That is not flavoring, it is deadening.  I'm keeping talking while the frequency of change of the, well, frequency, changes.  It should be too late now.  Count backward from forward **.  If I can lead you to a feast of delicious opinions then you'll feast.

I had yesterday.  Went all the way.  Came. That was everything.  What does that mean.  It means that for a moment my wave waved its entangled *** in uncertainty's breeze.  I did math on a mega scale.  Threw stones with my own personal personification of creation.  Yesterday was good.

Which is what made me think of this. This sneaking about. Whilst, unknown-st to this ocean I have you swimming in my wondering pool of nonsense.  It hitches on to you - this sort of pollination.  There's a test for that.  You shall not pass.  Come on.

This salmon of thought splashing pool to pool laughs at the surprised containers.  Just passing through.  Part of the conversation you are held out of, thinker.

a trillion poets agree
meter *****
rhythmically

hurricane motors
have my skirt

tore through
this morning

took no taking
covers off

i resisted
clutching

to no avail
I've lost my

idea of ground
hate water

thoughts wet
as tomorrow

sliding its
sliding down

on top of today
breathing wet clay

and something that's
been on fire

I'm going to collect that light
gently
and take it to bed for warmth n
comfort

soak a diamond
in neurology
colors pound

can i see  the ring
take it off
for a moment please

halving away
at the distance
you remain distant

this is another rope
thrown
why can't i own

you exceed me in depth
and still i push with conceit
and you smile humoring
act as if you have been pushed
and i crow away

this is a covering intended
to uncover smatterings
all our unwritten things
left and picked up and bereft
as other grows away

what numbnesses between
salvations we sacredize
this is where where lies
flap our black wings of knowing
unheart growing

and you always all knowing
riding in your ride
all along imagining winning
and this and that  and everything
i am  you are imagining

stroking the drunken ink
for  imaginary what is that
i must have and am getting
knuckles dragging on mink
finger tips chasing wrink-
les that vanish and appear
like tomorrow and now

We are the dark sea's
laughter
in the face of the light's
cold expanse

this karmic clash
of naught
and its best mate
time's taste

confused splashing
infusion
desires gashing
an' i just smile

thisposition
\
angel of decline
/
angle of recline\
slanting
a
way

to fall a way
and you
and me

are falling
down time
that laughs

you

Small happiness
es
  i
could not grrrh
sieve

signals

or edges
to something
altogether

not Perceval
[sic] mfer
unyet

this smooth curve
and this fading
thought

guided on rails
are they throbbing
or singing

could it be both
of note
is the color

of the faces
as they watch
these races

and their endings
disguised
even submerged

races of the
meandering
breathtaking

as we follow
the filamental
structure

stuck with stars
even nebulas
tomorrow

I've been collecting photons
but not lightly
they come with a shadow
an absence

These carriers of time
but not timely
arguing amongst themselves
like spies drinking

They seek pressure
to pressure a field
of me blooming
as is my insistence

florid with atoms
of disregard and
disrepute balling
like fireflies

can you see
the crinkles
then you know
about crinkling

You can't handle it

in some insight
i see I avoid
and it's gone
hidden
in my fear
or what
supervises
the rails
i barrel down
calling myself
a thought
steering me from
knowing
what shan't i know
I am talking to my skin
and those muscles
and, really, that cord
down my back it knows
keeps me ignorant
what i need to know
to imagine i drive
spinning my
plastic wheel
closely watched
we turn i grin

i should be shouting
should i be shouting
what am i shouting
why am i

to shout
about
what
i just should be shouting

something just what thing
not this thing surely
but something that has
that ring thing

that ring thing i seek thing
i've only a dull detection
but its enough for addiction
as in there is not enough

in the recoil of these keys
as feedback
to the pressing of lettered
darkness

a pressing of time tight
as a frightened night
lived again still
wanting death

this is uncertain
and feathered
or is it's pulse
feathery

certain to stop
why not now
just shy of then
certainly

we'll stop reading
and the waveform
collapses and
dissipation

to lower wavelengths
cousins and
lovers radiate
dissolution

all of us and
our memories
seeking lower
manifestation

shells of former
selves dissipate
to new varieties
of vapor

shelled and roughly
discarded charges
accumulate only
in memory

tangents alight
grips on tonight
fancy takes flight
you dim the light

I'm certain you are fine
I only enquire because
your countenance flatly

speaks of dreams and hills
and skin in warm rays
of Autumn's afternoon

stirred slowly over heat
this wooden handle pressing
back against your hand

a lever held close against
tomorrow always seeking
a way in to these hills

bringing its ills
and i am younger
again today i think

then when I asked
perhaps impolitely
why your nexus

of dallying lines
drunken ripples
and lumpy oscillations

is calling for weather
hoping for lightning
even dull frightening

as days are stifling
and nights trifling
and lives baffling

you could have said
seeking solace and
certainty fell here

why don't you
have another hit of anger
and go off righteously
and go all righteous for me
this is what i love to see
easier to know where not to be

I have automated
my imagination
i just press a button
and new ideas

dance, fairly prance,
in my mind's eye
does my mind lie?
lie de lie lie de lie

This curly mess
of almost
lie lie lie
lie de lie

You see I have stolen
waves
i seem to covet them
with fins

i just shut my phone off
it's laying there off

am i unreachable
did i vanish

what are the risks
of this rashness

am i still
casting

is this a sea
am i a f ish

its open
to interpretation

and ours are
nonsense

at least that
is a certainty

and it's
still
off

I've been in this fantasy with the rest of you
but i'm done with it
we've made raisins of our selves
with imaginary son light

we have now connected to the point
of coordination
the cinematic moment arrives now
shrug, off each others

caveman explanation of blood
without mercy
we've no time anymore for your
designs of ecstasy

to hold each other means
******* out
the crap we made up
to feel better

when we were terrified
last night
when we woke up
this morning

Something else
in some short wave
carrying now
finally

i am i think
a blob in a blob
full of blobs
that are full of blobs
infinitely blob
in a blob

what are we up to here
your syllables and mine
ignoring one another
as if they came from
different times

are there different times
are there different minds
or one smeared by stars
into nooks and crannies
like my skull
are you my sign

regroup on the made up
certainties we've been
pig headedly handed
by our other hand
and still
i like your smile

So you're the masked man
so obscured as to not be
'tellable  this neuron
so 10:30 but I don't
know what day

could i choose

sas if, is all, yes
the this or thats
an apostrophe away
from landing on the moon
but I'm ahead of myself aren't I

misshapen life unversed
taking the form of
I sense you know me
as if swollen
enough

gets you in
redness abates
too late

I've the sleepiness I've sought
sinking in
dulling me out

When monkeys became serious
you

found sharp

these edges
what they could do

smoothing over
your first
puncture

did you know
did you twist
this knowing why

you thrusted
as an animal
blunt blunted

penetrating you hope
one more moment
wherein I know not

You'd think
while my radius
shrinks

I know
these words lumpy
and promiscuous

Thinking themselves
watched
somehow heard

are nothing
compounded
until sweet

These bullets
they are so **** hard
slamming

I've been spending
my vibrations
on ammo

Loaded always
locked less often
pocketed

Transmutations
inform on me
while tearing

New holes
in my flesh
while passing thru

So, I am having a poem
I thought you should know
it's not your's

It's another muse's
well something
just not

because you've
been off
somewhere

I don't know
where
just

not here
just not here
lately

the deafness necessary
the deafness wished for
if only i couldn't hear you
all being
which is just loud
which is a vibrational disturbance

you are a disturbance
in what would otherwise
be a smooth universe
like butter

crunchy things to hug aren't we
all up in our wave fronts
slapping forward
in our blind nows

every inch of territory won
lost
faster than immediately
nows you win nows you lose

now you standing wave you
smithereening everything
in your universe taking
all in at once again as usual

can't can't just can't be here
and in the first stanza at once
knukin fows
and it's the echo is all

or the smithereens shadow
like a Hiroshima shadow
i was violently not here'd
just nows

ringing like try's oh sure
they're cries isn't everything
just banging around in the wow
fut the wuk sow of a day

I was, again,
trying to do good
flood

My brain is fried cakes
it stares in confusion
as it knew what this meant
a moment ago

and then I wrote it
and it was lost
and having abandoned
the entire effort

fingers confused and
unknowing as to
which keys
should be pressed

have pressed these
as if there is another
in here too *******
i wrote this not you

not again anyway
at this perplexity
of leaving off
and beginning

as if a batter
rose in heat
and solidified
a triple treat

I'm still

I'm running
still

I'm still running

I'm still
running

Still running
Still running
here just here
running

I am here
i would run
i should run
i ran
holding
still as if
it would spill

and it would
it would spill
it would still
everything

How was that sandwich
was it everything
you hoped
How was that <your adjustment>
was it everything
you hoped
How was that <what was that>
was it <complete as pictured>
How was that
was it
are you
everything
of course
you are everything
think about it
everything

between your ears
everything imaginable
flails

must you wail
in this eloquence

read out 'tween sips
an' considered

naught, agreed

did they all just want
a life
they could pause
and relieve themselves
maybe
get some popcorn
an' come back

i slaked a thirst
i maked a first
i naked a burst
know what i mean
there is a tonic
for what i have
there is
for what you have
it's 8 dollars
for the
thought of it
nor the naught
of it
i'll


if you hadn't
knives
i'm here to help

find you're
your
missing
knives

cut you
i'll


do something
with something
sharpened

tho I'm dull
as a gust

scales fly off
dull in the gust

no longer
that

cold
ness

shrink away now
this arrow
never knows