[untitled]
I vandalize the outside of a church in a city designed by men with bad teeth and there I mistake a drop of blood for a penny and begin to last forever
~
[abuse errata]
this mannequin
that we now
deliver
to the oral
loneliness
of circles
died
left-handed
~
[the quiet that comes after a two car accident on a country road]
could strangle
an owl
cast
perhaps
as a mole
listening
to the belly
of a stopped
deer
~
[the men of left field]
I think / in a past / life / my sense / of touch / was yours
-
mother / ain’t once / lost / while pregnant / a baseball / in the sun
-
thunder / is lightning’s / empty stomach
~
[I see in your newer work]
the propping up of rootless boys and the past changing only what was. your father the spinner of flea market globes. a bat in the barn with the head of a chicken. your mother returning to god the ghost you painted for death. your son wetting the bed. right of owl, left of crow.
~
[annotations for son]
a small creature was shot
stumbled
and became
my handwriting.
two of my legs
need god.
~
[sculptural]
a moth attacking the ear of a white horse
[on a family farm
littered
with oar-beaten
scarecrows]
-
baby talk
in a suicide note
-
sign language, mosh pit, 1991
Jul 18, 2017
Jul 18, 2017 at 3:25 PM UTC
[untitled]
I vandalize the outside of a church in a city designed by men with bad teeth and there I mistake a drop of blood for a penny and begin to last forever
~
[abuse errata]
this mannequin
that we now
deliver
to the oral
loneliness
of circles
died
left-handed
~
[the quiet that comes after a two car accident on a country road]
could strangle
an owl
cast
perhaps
as a mole
listening
to the belly
of a stopped
deer
~
[the men of left field]
I think / in a past / life / my sense / of touch / was yours
-
mother / ain’t once / lost / while pregnant / a baseball / in the sun
-
thunder / is lightning’s / empty stomach
~
[I see in your newer work]
the propping up of rootless boys and the past changing only what was. your father the spinner of flea market globes. a bat in the barn with the head of a chicken. your mother returning to god the ghost you painted for death. your son wetting the bed. right of owl, left of crow.
~
[annotations for son]
a small creature was shot
stumbled
and became
my handwriting.
two of my legs
need god.
~
[sculptural]
a moth attacking the ear of a white horse
[on a family farm
littered
with oar-beaten
scarecrows]
-
baby talk
in a suicide note
-
sign language, mosh pit, 1991
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