I am where the wave of me crests
admittance to this piece a cry
of muscle and scrawling knife
ignorant of all 'cept the art
of the sound of the carving
everything there is to hear

I don't give this space a sniff
'cause the smell of poetry

i want to say rankles
it's a push off of my own

this heat and smell an'
deciding on words oh my

the delicious and furious
tossing of sounds for this one

this ****** of a phrase
drawing your lips unhurriedly

I don't give this time
a capital letter
or a rhyme
being better

its how the day starts
its how the night ends
its how the little slice
of nothing 'tween
all the somethings
detonates
in my side

that's when
You come to mind

you come to mind
all the time

its how i listen
its how i hope

i give you endless rope
nope

nope nope nope
okay
you
okay

I'm strung across moments
happened happening to happen
timelines bleeding into comics
crayons more than sufficient
to capture the complexities
of the flag which is a knot
in tissue as are you knot

of slippery warm nerves
singing now out of dots and dashes
degrees of charge potential
you feel the calcium dissipate
recorded and carries away
this bloodstream this  grip

on fluid desirous
desultory time
moments competing to be now
land it
instantly confused by applause
give way

you giving way
no there's nothing here
strung to anyone
your connectome
escapes each swallow
and welcomes company

The framed moment hove into view
skint 'tween and back lit
by a shining tale trailing
into tall dangerous grass
feeling just like home

turning in to everything
on its way to here
and here and here
these endless solidifications
sound like crisp pepper shells
bursting nows instant thens
heavens connected to their hells
carried like neatly packed brown bag
explanations of nothing we know
we make up keeping going
and all its movement
since were arriving
at best

arrive at best is the
nature of arrivings
is the nature of endings
or end a river of nows
here and now again

Settled in words
caramelized by night
stroll ones skull
looking about
disinterested

at this ******* and that
strewn about in here
oh the pictures
and intentions
and crop circles

The sound outside of me
appears significant to you
Accented speaking voice asks
"Can I ask what is red?"
Hungry for color it pierces
about to happen
solidifying into only

i can hold on the precipice
of a memory
a wretch passing the distillery
quails at its power
toasts fearfully gated subterfuge
a land of exceptionally good bad
doubles itself under fingers

this time is needed to rectify
our imaginary knowing's
claim it's right to beat as mine
there's nothing beating as  me
save saving this with perception
there is an old song
only you know

Legs of iron rode men of nonsense
and bullets flew by squealing
and swearing 'bout the target's
low value
Of re-entry and skidding to a halt
i'm certain
i will be thrown out here
for some purpose

Open my legs
for your barnacle
i am fodder and fertilizer
darting about
'til you're asleep lotioned

This range
spilt upon rock
by novelty and pull
leaves out hope
that torpedo
of breathless blood
on the rod
its a soul roundup
and branding
get together
of lessening selves
for, i imagine, something
i imagine
outcropping your hopes
and you **** back
in how-ness
i'm here

holding time
against what
was said then

I found out about small sounds
and even quiet mutterings
how they convey connection
with your peeps

I am restless
in this memory
unfolding now
or is it
enfolding now

Seeking restful
ground to lay upon
to arise from high
in air and light arriving
in sounds of birds
come awake

Cajoling feathers
into order
i am reordered
aligned on spines
like grass in wind

i imagine rasping
of a billion blades
green edges catch
and release
this little sound

Split your lip on this
sharper sensibility
bringing even your
fogged fog thic'r
where it counts
this feel we go for
thees reel we hope for
spooling along like a pony
yeehaw

restoration

yeehaw restoration

need that

I am alone
earned
an ergo an'
to-wit
acceptance
of resistant
confusion
in conclusion
thoughtless
here of you
can you feel it
the disregard
the absence
of concern for you
the hallmark
of this ending

Pour down
onto yourself
your weight
of never

reach lyrically
into yourself
don't wait
for ever

clever means
meanings
mints of lines
opined quickly
disposed of by
anxious fingers

stopped and started
in their franticness
in their scramble
to letter the empty line
escape the time
owed elsewhere

This alone is instructive
i expect

tip-toe here
'round reason

it explains
so much

falsely
i think you

into trouble
into my pain

then rip  you
out

frictions
invented

rule
my heart

Obliteration hour
hunting down consciousness
an' its hoard of arrghh
with a draught and a glass
cereal crumbled in a bowl
and lit
exhaling thoughts clambered upon
by worry and if
no room left
for that much concern
is my objective

I may have played out
some things
and need to move on
I may have played out
everything
and get to move on
I may have
played out
this vein
of my life
this cliff's crease
and need to leap
there just there
i thought

This **** spills too much
this dam strains
wrong things in

bigger awareness's
and smaller fears
puppet me out

drift against a marker
with knobbly knees
'neath cutoffs

and crayoned
messages meant
sincerely

an arm around
a younger self
this way i say

I must catch
myself
falling
I am falling
must catch

Honest ahm distracted
almost  enough
to be sick

only if
we fail
our venture

fade fade fade
in this sunlight
find my shadow

blow on it
to not
explode

all clambers up
sniffs the wind
scents you

I'll get up trim
and floss

early enough
to work sinew loose

set to righting

I have to set to
righting

right something

right

right right right

something

to breathe

The beach inside
soaked
in counterintelligence
arms draw away
now so hot
i cannot
key in the data
answerings to why
unbidden and wrong
swim forward near enough
i grimmace at the light
flight

It is just this space I need
place

place meant for me

place

sewn from nows
in taxi cabs
searching cross town
for chemistry

place

i've been placed
a piece
annotated
pretent

off the board
suspicious
of your likeness
being you

All we knew
how to do
was be
lyrical

these pure me's
fall ******* your
rocky perception,
die

Snarksologists agree
to this positioning
higher

we get high on falsehoods
blooming on dissipation
of every moment
being had
having none

It pursues me to here
this force
hiking me off the ground
i dangle then just let myself hang down
in release
i shall sleep through being eaten
is the plan and i lock on

Then i awaken in my bed
late in the afternoon
softly confused
at what i dodged
doing
with razor blades
on Thursday
after noon

I have broken through the day
to the next
keyed up here

self starting statements that
say themselves out
satisfied

at how little
was broken
through

braking into
breaking  into
shapes unexpected

breaking into
you small and
you large

broke me
and
left me

sounds
sounds
in my head

This undulating warm curling girl
head turning brown eyes moving
from focused purpose in front of her
to me and then and then
she lights up
to see me
and I cease to exist

all of my time was to be
in this moment

knee high to my own passion

live

there are givers of life
with eyes

that see us
there are consonances

that alliterate our vibing
together saltily

a smooth song of
present-future

you are a crescendo
only just saying hi

a song just going by
the reserved

i am mistaken and
i am not

Particular about
your wave

All these thoughts
competing to explain
this here-i-am now
******* a keyboard

More or less
in my own world
could be the key
rising happiness

the more worlds
healthily interacted with
the better
rising happiness

so why do i
hunker down
in this clutter
with small aches

The negotiation twixt
here and there
This ventured
this played out
in a skull
at least one

not the
figmentary reader's
whose electron paper thin
resonance bleeds off
satisfyingly
in recognition
of my figmentation

i am so worried
that i did not
make  you up again
i will not
mobius my *** back again
to this avoidance
of self

The difficulty of looking
even here
it is difficult
and I am looking
for the comeback
resonance wherein
I hear me
being this weird poet-y thing
awkward in appreciating
laughing at what no one else hears
the alliteration was delightful
not its social envelope of power

and I command herein
to be naught pressing
so you may be your pressure
unhindered
even welcomed
drawn in
'gainst my own's ok i guess

fashion this geography moot
and i am resting against
the beast of thought
who languidly
of course
thins away

I advocate for
the next line
it's articulate
yet sublime

This is bleach these lines
raging supine

I've two small dogs one of which
is snoring now near my table

The wine burned away the water's taste
though I was glad I drank it

Reach for you
with this compression
pulling on
this look away
that isn't look away
against a hold back
that is a come on
of curved space time
on a thigh slipping

What is erasure
I wonder blankly
clenching 'gainst
your fetid opinion

living in my forearms
reluctant
blankenship
syrup of life
over time

What are you doing
the same nothing
I'm always doing
what are you doing

The back towards me
wanting me to know
I am not any longer
here

the last swallow of me
a claim of ambivalence
on rectification
surrendering a wrong

math of mouthing words
cosigning acerbity
as if as if
i know you understand

my friend
this remaindering
when the game
is afoot

Dinner in the sun
squinting
leaning from shadow to blinded
your lazy beauty blinking soft
to searing
tilt again
everyone disappears
and i am in
with only the stellar
slow scalding
i hold still for it
your knifing

sip sip sip
tequila, salt, songs

queso dip dip dip
strangeness of you reading
on  your phone

i'm negotiating with silence
what sound might be okay
to break it

your lesson of leaving
things unsaid
holding them back

is love
buffered
not the unraveling

and this sandwich
of mirrors 'flects
too much

Most plans
yours
for example
fail

Don't even
mention
mine

The thumbprint of today
smeared on the glass
half above the line of blue
half below
and i'm asking
to derange things
that feign neatness

to disrupt is still

stillness

in a maelstrom
shuddered against

your left side
reading with an eye
of must-be-seen-as
renders us
here
next

I resist
forlorn
and sinking

I don't want to be a better machine
than you
anymore

it's a long stretch of holding
my insides way inside as if
they might be seen
in a deep breath

i should let myself i-think
and certain thoughts
step in
why this mad dash now

and this is the cause
digits in vibrato playing keys
not pressed
down

kept from going anywhere again
dressing and ******* ways to be
feel capitalized
and carved

purposely underwritten
the character languishes
in the discards
i say i say

There is nothing to like
or love
here

Just the right distance
from
Can't get far enough away
Safe
shadowed and still
you can't see me
out
here

where letters slow
down where typing
slows down and
letters want to crawl
back up my fingers
from whence
they came

undo close
undo undo undo
nothing happens
and the wound
doesn't close

I have 12 percent
distance
bowl distance
molecules
of masking flood
to the fingers
where the fight has declined
to skin on plastic keys
immune to pressure

the forefinger tip tracing the squarish
key of j
or is it J

Circling definitions feed
on my showing up as
posing weakness
and pieces drift away
like readers