enching (1.31.11)

measured by the book

she looked before she leapt

danger dissolved

Mobile (1.30.11)

that gargantuan titan

crawled out of a continental crevice

bony and sharp (white and jagged)

ice skeleton

scurried across the Atlantic

shattering liners

causing tsunamis that froze and didn't get far

but left a scar, like fragments of glass stuck in a puddle

the East coast a muddle

tremors to terrorize the inland saints

she settled for the night, in town

Mobile

Yinter (1.29.11)

cold again as ever

we found reasons to help others

together we'll make it back

Hamwich (1.28.11)

each 'n e'ery one o' dees
customers
lickin' teeth 'n slappin' tongues
tons of salivation

a stomach lusts after a hamwich
pieces o' dees

O.D.s

when dees feds arrived, dey did'n know who-dun-it

Har (1.27.11)

see that orange circle by her side

cigarette's voice

they sleep until lit

then they're awake and up

I cross the street

jogging with a gallon

cartons

worth that match, but the weight ain't worth it

that moment, in the sewers,

with the light shining on 'em

death

had to be scripted

smokescreen

wires and red lights

aglow

through the walls

watch the smolder settle from a fresh carcass

corpse

or

detect life in my words

harvesting inspiration from fields

when that farmer wakes up in the morning

heads out to evaluate the patches

inventory

he'll see two axes

and wonder

bright pages

lit

and smoking because they had them

one final rendezvous on that bridge when the sequel rolls around

Anfro (1.26.11)

kept secrets

not hurting

killing

enter haiku

snatch words out from tiers

etched

Words (1.25.11)

enough to buy a powdered wig

a robe and mallet

maybe two

of what?

more order is needed

still, that wouldn't make one a righteous judge

interestingly enough

the best way to be a righteous judge is to not

judge that is

hardly ever

you see

I forgive

I've got to

let's fund a bus to take all these people home

we'll know where to go and what to do

The Incline (1.24.11)

As the wind blows out,

the last of the candles

on cake long cold.

It stirs some coals

elsewhere on the prairie.

The father

of some traveling family

thanks their God.

More broken branches

for fuel arrive.

In little arms

that make his grown eyes cry.

He takes each bundle

with a kiss on the head

and purposely takes

the smallest portion of bread.

Some cake has gone cold,

but this fire is warm.

Buildings (1.23.11)

Take these two bricks

Place them on those three

Strengthened

You'll see

Finally, take this one

Place it on top

You see

.

OCD (1.22.11)

AABBCC

.

Myst on Water (1.21.11)

take control over thresholds

molten down for a simple tutorial

happenstance shall persist in hunting games

when kings and princesses team up

throw back the bowstrings

armpits and blessings

amidst shallowness

paupers have the gist

they tear up at the sight of men

yielding confessions by powering up

keys that slip out of locks

braids that slip into locks

fragrances taken, careful measure braken

poor in the city might be rich in the valley

enough for a valet

but still

empty you wallet

over this tray of innocence

that, gold and myrrh

paperback dreams for a hardcover artist

why improve on the lesser

due to their insistent need

because

soon or late

we all stand in need

four-footed, flat-roofed, pain-staking

the moment you're dropped off, start digging

Tears (1.20.11)

wolves babble

on on

moons meaner

hurting

trees fill voids

herbs make chance

grass isis

tear solemnity

Indescribable (1.19.11)

what were you expecting?

with a title like that.

ain't no way, no how, I can possibly say

regard it as a mystery

in fact, a total history

of words on paper that can never be erased

we have reached it

the letter race

Trelli Hum (1.18.11)

once upon a last

there died a trelli hum

folk from here and folk from there

though the worst had passed

then these rivers from our future

washed the paint away

left our funeral a cleansing way to make it back

Son of God (1.17.11)

parent child

we will be

together as the world sees

seized upon by what you fear

your beloved, you are dear

where do we belong?

more difficult than we ever thought

when we could hold you in our arms

before we knew, before we thought

you crawled away and then you walked

could help, but then could we?

it is our love for you

please God

one moment I realized

you did not perform because you wanted to, but because you loved me

all I ever wanted was to make you proud

I see us both in pictures and videos

scenes we otherwise would never see

once in, now away

growing further

then someday

leave and cleave

still I want to be your child

could I ever be your burden?

when the pains are wont and hallowed

swallowed and brought back tomorrow

these angels that you sent to me

please forgive them and give me

all I want is all I see

all I need is hardly any

when I wake on that blue morning

do not let go of me

76 (1.16.11)

dregging 77

hurried

elastic in energy

subtle yet sultry

opening a pottle

78

hammers can deliver us

richness bounteous

trapped in a metaphor

for melodies

evermore

79

These Beaches (1.15.11)

scores of folk

from scores of years

have wandered, combing, taking careful

among the favored of the past

was one that thought

these thoughts could last

helpful in the morning light

to piece together

world piece

water rip

take a part

shells that float on holier days

remain for children of an old maid

Elizabeth shall not stay bare

she shall bare

and so it is

we have a volleyball team today

blog (1.14.11)

voices

predetermined choices?

not a change in the world

according to Charles

drifting away

each day

another post, before the toast

to how good of a man I really am

prove it

convict your enemies

supply your fantasies

drive off the edge of the sidewalk

get back

take smack

and payback

and powerhouse all the way to pines

these lines beg to be filled

their gone, out of my forcefield

hugging the me

trailing

driving

take the maddening, make them addening

happening

s grant

whomever wanted to be

confederate enough for the goats and they're cheese

there

happy now?

you can be bad on purpose

attitude

spilt hayness

nothing left for the muckrakers to take tolerance

baskets of lamps take all oil

alcohol allows

shallow intuition

takes months lai fruition

spending, spinning, spying

for the enemy

endless ecstacy

in your own kingdom of glory

glorious?

a matter of the word

you know what will be glorious?

you know what will be glorious

apologies flow out of me

to passerby a pile of leaves

jumping in would be civilless

chivalles

like giving his own wife syphilis

a gift from a previous visit to the bordello on Monterello

affairious

tears for you insane men

addening

if William S. could do such shit

invent

what's wrong with it

hit

that's what it could be, likely never would be

an epic like B or A or C

heck if I'm the only one

if that's the case

I guess I won

seperate the thoughts

the subjects

wishing not at well

lowering pail

shotten fourteen times now?

disconnect

that turtorial fits my bill

i got home fine, but he got hit

there, with nothing wrong

we chatted on the headsets

dinner came and went

bedtime for my folks

on and on I went

heavy or light, bow or stand, staffed short

in high demand

the only ratings that are arbitrary

rankings of their own accord

who else on Earth could afford

but sandless

willing to admit

will a single sticker change the world

not one bit

just exclude the part of us with folks that are so damn good

free the intellect

rally up, shimmy up the flagpole

the fags and the Poles

the jerks and the Turks

the you and the you

all children

all singing about a small world

and it is when you remember sandless

it's endless

voices

I Can Take the Rest (1.13.11)

at the end of his life

dedicated to what his parents taught

e'en though he rejected others

who mourned him lost

he will at that day say

I can take take the rest

legislate

let us late

hiding in the back of truck

bordering

borrowing goods

he will at that day say

I can take the rest

returning

with burning

a promise kept

a resurrect

to reconcile

each guilty child

He will at that day say

I can take the rest

KW 4/11 (1.12.2011)

breeze of indecency

tears through my clothes

thee elements

who did invent

my hands and my nose

harshest season

for no reason

dark side of Earth

rotate faster

draw me closer

never chill outside

bundle

humble

will not complain of heat again

Ham Shirt (1.11.11)

Tuesday's leftovers were once fresh

what is that even going to whine to the moon concerning?

kelp sufficient to feed the leagues of fish that carry my raft

each donate a fin to the cause

not two years, but a fin

can heroes seem to appreciate another's great devotion

who cares if the stomach pangs don't hollow out a mellow siren from the ambulance of gametes

spring belongs to the throngs of Johns and Marys

all about to marry

inconsiderate bastardites that leave no room for mooching

come in the morning and you shall find a barnacle worth trading

gulls careen against the seem

grains that seams the weaves

John ain't abouta' pass the gravy

only jewels

can bring

the dame

a smile

rings upon rings upon rings

damn it!

stop the heat

the hatred of finite

FINE

exquisite pain that stains the carpets

buy a window

Hungry Union (1.10.11)

as the dew drips past these loaves of legal aims

Karen cries upon her garments

once satin at its finest

now a sop of ailing air

arrows light the night with flint's reflection

too much for retrospect

enough for any sect

when that donation cup reaches her hand she'll look in and pass it on

secrets of a sacred sisterhood

hooded and labeled

carefully ladled

dropped into amoration

Karen still crawls these crypts away

one more yesterday than she will today

Bosnia (1.9.11)

wires leaking from within his skin

battery acid flowing out of his nose

mechanic jaw that refuse to close

phalanges

kick ball

cry child

further ream

janitor closet

gold rush

vice fox

Tripping (1.8.11)

passing through

fair town

leave it that way or better

ought to be my motto

Back To (1.7.11)

are there limits to regression

or can we really go this low?

as it were

decades ur

inter

sally forth with the Molotovs

strew them wildly at approaching

toasting to New Year's and Old Fear's

a week late

not too late to check mate

buried up and dug down

subtle links and troop pouts

fever high, wick cut, ship sunk, rip jaw

gatling the fatling

accept our 21st sacrifice

with this rice, with this stick

burning in sense

hooves cannot dampen my spirits today

are there limits to regression

or can we really go this low?

as it were

decades ur

inter

Cycles of Monsters (1.6.11)

theorys

element airy

chalked up, checked off

grab a ring in each hand, swing

swear to disciple

pit of foam

not much different from a pit of bones

talking about remains of the night

fall in

fallin'

lints of Loch Ness

submersive

fisher don't even handspring

anymore

Super (1.5.11)

don a cape

for me

call me hero

watch this leap

check that bound

i would rescue you from any sort of trouble

dealing with feisty landlords or old women?

both?

same?

i do rooftops, a star's shortcut

breaking through walls, nothing at all

but we all know it's something

facing a bull or snake or ex

i will bring my fist and bring my x

mark it

got this trade, done and made

when i'm in a comic book i'll sign it for you

sell that and buy something nice

i'll sign another one any time of the day

i can see me hold up bus or taxi

leaping with it on my hands

take your stress

take your hands

too much me, couldn't be

when my hair starts to go grey

earthquakes become more frequent then

i'll still wear my mask when i buy bananas and milk and cereal

a loosely based adaptation of yours

a hit, popular serial

i can always get a haircut

i would be there, when you say

if you call a guardian angel a stalker then call me what you must

but i will still wait

i will still notice you

even if the typhoons and monsoons and hurricanes reach their climax

through the water in our air

the debris in our air

i will be there

for you

at night i fold up my cape and use it as a pillow case

just in case

need not erase

forgiven

Inns (1.4.11)

once forgotten now here
two more estrogens dissolve
how hell can be so strong
really is beyond the crowd
truth melts in hot water
reminding all how sensitive
maybe brings arachnid dreams
escalating anyway
wherever is the valley
wherever is the stone
tragic blessings bestowed family
in the middle of night
afternoons are just as deadly
bard of ill and bard of carn
walking through this room
out into the lovely doom

Title Card (1.3.11)

mountainous

loom luminous

closeness

is an oasis of bubble bursting

got a comfort zone?

lets demolish it

sign a constitution then abolish it

have a drink and wait for the sirens come to us

it's dangerous

anyway you look at it

it will just look back

through our heads and past our act

it knows how we'd react

and counteract and counter that

seen many, seen most

anytime

I ain't supposed

reasons that it hurts to kiss

this ranks number nine

I'm fine

and so should you

appeasing and downright treacherous

look at that

it's mountainous

see (1.2.11)

untapped potential

in this one I see so much

now we may be looking down

yet we could be looking up

five years pass

still

five days pass

here

to really see him we look up

Eyewitness (1.1.11)

enough to keep quiet
isn't always enough to put milk in the fridge

Harriet looked over her young child
watched over him

it had been seasons that snowy day
for most it was lost in the deck of days
shuffled away with those that looked pretty much the same
she knew the difference
like God

even though
this weather much a consonant
that facet that dwelled with
welded to the walls of her mind
no doubt
when you see color change like she did

her boy wanted a drink
so she opened the fridge