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organ

2009-08-17T10:00:00.002-04:00

Orange Organe ~

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them write them versescussescurses

2009-08-17T09:30:00.000-04:00

__--------------beware thee false pretenders__________

little jesus idin't really dig'em

did'it in a neurotic moment of subjecthood- The Knight Escaped!

whereas knighthood

is what it's really about

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keepthe languagewagertheflowfloodofbattlegodsthemouths made toetotoespeech

not a dyin' man with a stick up his ass

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Were You ?

were you happy with those verses, Jesus? I prosed the recondite bear of truth fluffed by h’s and death warrants to the saddle dome, a sailor makin’ mystery or it doesn’t cut mustard with me and how many onions can you hold in a wheel barrow, that other stanza was the work of dogs and clipped speed warped at the roof top of an old laptop lap top not lap tip tipping on the edge of a smile close to the roof top of spears . Jesu, will you be my maitre as I school the down days of pediment rock , my only body a broke thing, some apostrophe which calibrates itself against the nights of lonely and coffee over the ovaries of Bleu dog past and blue dog true and she’s burning her bridges and cluttering her brocades and stuttering her

O Jesus, that one slipped away like the punctuation in the first book of verses over the awkward of your first year awake a walk over the hill the hump they call a mountain. Some prose of deterioration and an old 386 lap top bought on the fast beat of nomad to wake move again to a new settle some other never place called home like some cowboy not bought by the shadow of the instant trapped by the oozing wakes of her dawn and the other hope

O Mary Mother, some grammatical error past conation and the theological mystery of pain and its Son, her Son? was that some cheap cross you rocked on? A poem that was, and a half! The schizo poem par excellence _ how can one judge such a thing, justifying its death in a world where praying is an expert opinion excluded by the poetic of action. And the down days of a society. Societry of bearable bodies in the last days _ is that the Event of the wound blissful as a broken body and your lover’s cross sworn across the deltas of suffering, the miasma of mist and

The fourth noble truth silent as a down

wrecked in the middle of the night .

The other ones were mistakes .

PuT thEe SQuEeZe On SiZe

2008-12-02T00:16:00.001-05:00

put the squeeze on , on on .

playing for ashes, she took text cloth off naked shiver of his
what is that promo titdoing there inwindow of her ruby doll?
exit the slammer cup up the rube babe, you got recovery on your heels.
she climb over verb to its hip hit of thought mouth to his
open air tongue grapple that hook waybaby she is the oud of his

lover of eyeball him without walls her finger go in spine hook

one thousand one night spasm of masturbate
what is that? some box of backward cam?
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Organ : can you remove my sex organ into your mouth
as this body is dead of breath? can see over fantasm to make
you alive again? with yer brain? and heart?
Body: I am come to the dead she is my whip waken yer death
lover. O lover have you heftted me to your astral hip?

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ape

2008-10-19T03:29:00.001-04:00

then will be the coming siren. over the hill. down the alcove. over the sea. Called it the Ape of Death. in a verse. not near or far. but someplace. bent far off

it's this
tea

mountain , cave,

henry mille r now forgotten

2008-03-05T02:30:00.002-05:00

Henry Miller was dying ||

finger of speech?

necessary harbinger of the past |
refusal to die bearing easily|
shaker of pentagram|
lesser of greater|
quantums mix best spirit|ed knight. his kicking tree|desire

loprem bla prune

2008-02-29T15:35:00.002-05:00

tingwix wix is tell wall
to bugga gubba bugga off

loprem bla prune
to el corno to take
wix tinga will wake
da wiz ka tinga to shake

tingwix waz were where
will you itwise gwento Lyre?

gwento Heumsickly?
gwento misstress'd?

itwise thusdoink
we tingwix wix is tell we all
to bugga gubba bugga off

peasterburn yer ulsterbombs
plessed peas & all

j'E eh

2008-02-26T00:36:00.003-05:00

J'e was borned at finneagans wake. yes. really and the antipoems of mister you know who bette than I do.then led to prose poems. yepum . as solution to problem of versed foems. yepyep. now what? well it ficitonioned itself then too as unlocked door of , or rather out of , personal pronoun. as it seemd to me that was the poreous porbelamatic promendaedade problematical of writing. yes. versums.</span> yes span my nickled and dime plated gold onion.

is annoying . so it s the problemt that is discussed bySartre in the Critique of Dialiectial Reason

2008-02-03T01:01:00.000-05:00

imperfection inprogress. imperfect m,ou~th imper~ium . as breaks this way s. show. glue glowing.show. edit. cut. No Doubt is Great ~ and JuxtaPostion is her God

swallowhips go north in winter

2008-01-23T13:25:00.000-05:00

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purple prose (PUR-puhl proz) noun

An overly ornate piece of writing.

nature vomits garbage

garbage drifts into folds/tesserae

look it's full of stars

garbarge vomits nature

~~This week's theme: words with color as metaphors.~~

DE WAARGENOMEN SPIEGELING reflecteert niets,
de waarnemer ziet het restant
van een werking

[Two synonyms of the term are 'purple passage' and 'purple patch'. The idea comes from Latin pannus purpureus (purple patch), a phrase used by the poet Horace in his Ars Poetica (The Art of Poetry) to suggest a patch of royal fabric on an ordinary cloth, a brilliant piece of writing in an overall dull work. Purple was the color of choice by the royalty as the purple dye was the most rare and hence most expensive.]

-Anu Garg (words at wordsmith.org)

"How much purple prose will they have to suffer through just to find the dang necklace?"

Amanda Henry; King of the World? The Tampa Tribune (Florida); Dec 18, 2007.

DE WAARGENOMEN SPIEGELING reflecteert niets,
de waarnemer ziet het restant
van een werking

i won't kill you fuck you i won't kill you
fuck you i won't kill you fuck you i won't kill you
fuck you i won't kill you fuck you i won't kill you
fuck you i won't kill you fuck you i won't

Ästhetische Erziehung der Menscheit
Lehre v.d. Ordnungen Ästhetische
Erziehung der Menscheit Lehre
v.d. Ordnungen

Ästhetische Erziehung der Menscheit
Lehre v.d. Ordnungen Ästhetische

DSFBS- TUN6

now introducing

LA CATALHOLICA SUBVERTVISTA

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look it's full of stars

folds get stuffed with vomit

garbarge vomits nature

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the neck is lacerated
the duck is queer
the ais have it

let's suffi our kate
&

all to get her now

h ave a coockie

of ten

2008-01-19T12:25:00.000-05:00

the burrow only work if they are avail. if knot. then collap. this explain. as when the animal rat's trapped. no exit flight then war of flack hole ixflode
>of tone ~f voice ~ love ~ how else then ~ words of seer ~ prophet in his own
work some don't .hooked

land landing landed ~
winged island indeed.

en ~ words of seer ~ prophet in his own
work some don't .hooked of nose. death. lassoed by principle. wretched by fate.

land landing landed ~moult ~ her eyes ~ mouth eyes~ brea ~

this tidbit was wrapping itself in echo around h e a d
will war come ? big one across spreading butter jam plant death? o mighty lords of peace and love bring peace . a klight walking invoked yer aid

r you go really?

duns scotus bought a c h a i r ~

2008-01-10T00:57:00.001-05:00

fill out the ero
cone
wenting lead

light as virtual hym

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however he didnt buy bad poetry.

more ph pferhaps, mr meta?

2008-01-07T19:14:00.000-05:00

another daphne study

... si flumina numen habetis,
qua nimium placui, mutando perde figuram

bad moon rising on the phoebian chick
the man's onto her, his lid is thick

you can hear his blood throbbing
regular as any round robin so hey ho

time to change the time again, set sail
for mozambique or guadaloupe. The sun

squanders its light on blind folk like us, we
long for the night so we can bump into

love love. Po & Mo are known extentions
for files containing localisation information.

Love loves love like tingel tangel tangles any toe.
dress the wounds with mistletoe. oh darn barn

it's way too late for christmas chant, but then,
she for one taught us headbanging on her -

1, 2, 3, 4, roadrunner roadrunner -
darling wooden breasts, now didn't she?

Linux live in Baden-Baden, meanwhile, parsing
Schoenberg shitting his countless desperate chamber

symphonies, and canons too for choirs, his art must have hurt
for weeks afterwarts, oh man those

were the days, we could wiggle our brains & wander off
in the woods, shoot each other in the plain ugly face

with cock-eyed faulty pistols, one of us
would survive and be miserable &

destitute, & crippled and plain ugly
for the rest of our lifes. Here, let me

tear up your skirt, i'll grab you yet,
squeeze some juicy verse from under there..

light 's meant for the dying. the eye's
a voice that wants desire to be desire so it

can desire desire in a new kind of nieces science
on the south pole today skiing essentialists

discover a whole in the hole untsoweiter

(when your arms explode & all your thoughts
will freeze to dust you will know) Download

now, it will take for ever by surprise.

2008-01-05T17:17:00.000-05:00

con fly its wormin daaee wankenee. shank rink

glahes galesh

2008-01-05T16:50:00.000-05:00

Galesh Galesh if when comBING it WILL. SuiSse PeppperRrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

'PPEL SUISSE AU POIRE WILLIAM

yesterday it/i/we only
lacked any of the available
triadic (abstract [2])

today ikea

-- outside the poire of triads we go for hologramm. not the known uni-verse as verre de vers was curse not cure. so machine glide along nouvel verse to hearse its fleeding foment. Come gelse votre temps des munchhausen.
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Its about physics

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Blake had a sister sister sister|He did not
kept inthe cistern cistern| never did did did
He had cither citther cither not a zither
Blake used secret methods to his work.
some can be seen at blake pages in engleterre at blake webs
Blake slept clandestine method singing in naked zither
but you cannot wont be able to keep copy

iamgine that . blake had no audeince and no has none either

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-- machine property. i uspose its a good idear. but fly its got gleeer as Blak e was here and she said Free works of the Mind throw of Shackles!

III do not behold the outward creation... it is a hindrance and not action.....

"A Divine Image

Cruelty has a Human Heart
And Jealousy a Human Face
Terror, the Human Form Divine
And Secrecy, the Human Dress

The Human Dress, is forged Iron
The Human Form, a fiery Forge.
The Human Face, a Furnace seal’d
The Human Heart, its hungry Gorge. "

The face what a horror _ A horror story, the face is a horror storyi [102]
[102] Deleuze and Guattari, 1987, p. 168.

hi my name is maria

new faint edged dagger in time we tell

2008-01-02T19:36:00.000-05:00

APPEL SUISSE AU POIRE WILLIAM

yesterday it/i/we only
lacked any of the available
triadic (abstract [2])

today ikea
heaven dismembered all
angels eating angelic pie

tomorrow the

po m me

‘rde

To all three feuer hexen
mit missile swarm geschmäck

try{

lice seek the pangeric gate

a mermaid is so heaven needs
to disbar red angels eating foo

mermaid please prfrtor
prftoir aour cristert m
(bleed but do not shit in vain)
(squeeze off head & tails
like grijze garnalen*

*Ostend schrimp

// no trickster optic

Fosforise DA News Bullittin

} catch (all prone 2) {

lic e-seek ence ns
ns sue

sister cameron is here

}

2007-12-27T12:27:00.001-05:00

william blake had a valise

2007-12-15T18:55:00.000-05:00

Blake's backhand was better than that. when shipping waybill. coming around
vision of penman and spendour she came in her cloud. a sipping yard
pack-a-bloc with juice.
yer poetic license's been revoked.
yes

Blake's bellheaved her winsome golly over the core. she came over
her kidney. sooth beckoning her boston ripe.

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Nota: about 2 weeks ago, for an afternoon
3 fellow poet beings did a reading in
the state of New York. it was fun.
forgot how fun. these thing.
were. The audience warm and receptive.
We got little checky things afterward
and cause it's canadian dollar we came out
ahead. Heading to more recital. We go in
cab emerge out of women's bodies. Growing
dozen flowers around genitals.
Ok a bit prosy here. agreed. adjective lover.
your mouth mucked on dirt. O!
in 2008 new book, first in some year
publishing. ought to funner than ever.
funnier ever than, funniest, funnies!
les funnies. oui, yes.
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All my words are on parole ~

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these posts best view'd in bed mozilla firefox. no condoms
s.v.plait. no safe text.
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all your word on day pass
parole ~

2007-12-13T09:01:00.001-05:00

these then

2007-12-12T16:08:00.000-05:00

Come Sir Phillips Sirefull lips is this the Cuffy Lunks buffy who so crudely loves one afar,

an Eve in her bask balcony forlorn stage? Is this the one who merited only heaven, but gaining hell in its stead? a clarity from youth such as not an other had? Is this the one whose thighs burned with fire to death, as matter took its toll? what shamble of shakes was it? that mistook yer friend for a loping beginner and weak-kneed Verlaine? Was it all you meant? when you said
O my telephone bill is so so out of place? Shall we send you a bath mat for your materials of poverty? was war your only embering aim?

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IN the other email you sent him, you declared your undying love, well undying love is a little bit boring. (dont you think! hahaha undying love, not what sort of neurotic cap is dat! you know you clasp my testicles nutly!) [hahahahhaha] how about some flesh , blood and a good vacation to the Bahamas?

Banannas you reply. A loser. A floozy with no neck, a shrieking down double dealer a control freak with eyes in the back of her neck? a double Picasso rear ass view. Something that shines in the dark, a thing. with a premonitory name a quilt where german babies grovel. a word smith with nocturnal revels to bear. something like this. on the page.

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1203 noon.ish.

you call swearing cursing cussing my body you promise is a curve of cussing things that makes yer gussy self better not forlorn like the cheap tawdry bacon that holds you together. a friend in palestine says paleolithic is lithim based like manic depressive hearkenings to the whole becomings of truth and her providences Janine Macintosh desiring-machines unlimited.
calibrates her sense of Sister Teresa Buttocks buttery buttocks lending 'down' the street a perpendicular nose to daft men to her army privates in her army lov'es gaudy body No body has love No one loves this. I am Shelley, the poet I know whereof I speak. The body without organs and the trespass without night.

She dares me to reply. But I am your dear lesbian missing in action. the double twin of yer splitoscenic ironic lack of iron no you are not ironic illiterate yes, but not others. cinema of your hands and eyes was once hair but now a hearing aid to bathe your intent a pathetic fallacy is not a pathetic phallocracy in themiddle of things stop yer bedizend dizzery! its beelzebub its hubbub when she stippled her game the tips she analyszed witha political force only akin to her uncle Genet

some hand under the page was her too much control the forward freak of her nature a split noun between demonstrative and corrective

see this see Jane see the Boy see her hop to his fence some sum
sum equals I signed this heart with yer air. was the emblematic stasis of disapproval

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MissyRimbaud comes back to writer her body's text deterritorialized.
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Commentary

"

între ciumaţii lumii
iubesc şi eu ca toţi
şi-mi sporesc
cu un ceas căderile"

She was in Bucharest when news came. he arrived as a river.Over blanket her shelving.

reDonEit colouring book[e]

2007-12-11T03:45:00.000-05:00

redon e redone redoneo coloring book book colour redone encore quelque fois

winter come b o d y w i t h ou t i ma g e

2007-12-09T23:45:00.000-05:00

Winter comes like a barrage of army trucks. cleaners sweepers. weepers. ringing of
swan song
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In addition to some of th e other questions posed below _ how does one recover a body from the literally hundreds of thousands of image, surrounding one... its an indirect discourse?

image from artist :

/ Jae Hoon Lee

Prof Alliez speaking to AntiOedipus her shirt on her skirt flaring in air detailed to sun Love:
"or we need a ‘body without image’, that is to say, an Anti-Flesh, in order to replace every ‘image of the body’ (‘the latest avatar of the soul’, according to Deleuze & Guattari) and attain ‘the infinite of the decomposition of the socius’ on the basis of which one will be able to affirm‘the coextension of the social field and desire’13 and deny(deconstruct, destroy) the dominant structures, through a chaosmic immersion in the matters of sensation that these structures repress, and which will be put to work in the composition of mutant percepts and affects.' She end quote with her mouth wide opens gawking at _________________>
at Lee's painting image ___ later we split image.

vers

2007-12-07T14:29:00.003-05:00

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over the falling sea

the sea sea

you hear elm

but it aint no more

just willow talk

willow tick-tock

in the shaggy isthmus

bound by crater

thought and hungry penny hand-me-down

you rushed over

taking these matters in hand

(took these matinees in hand)

(bare gloss of)

merited a lover's gasp

we came

like that two troubadours reckoning on the end of brittle bone

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in thistle down

ground you jerked away the hands

covering night's only rain

frosted with your intaglioed

lair

poetry toy

2007-12-07T14:27:00.001-05:00

but fanny cannot hold her self back long. longer to thee my bglove! she wiggle her body to his. not the virtual kiss but the real one of klm and i am arriving Wednesday. They mount plateau rear as glance to past the rushing thitherness of blossomed their hands crawl. Fanny call Franny call Mona to Jill they find him authored to himself intheir kitchen
Fakir fakery to follow. Its fled flee ~
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No comments where none intended. extensivo is latinate. so then fold, le fold, and franny fanny jill mona and others .

drafting

2007-12-07T14:26:00.001-05:00

1, 2 , 3 ,

easily
interlaced finger
joints
praying
on
needle
pintle
antler
to high
hoofed
roof ~

~~check~~

~~mate~~

stilstandsexplosie

2007-12-04T15:19:00.000-05:00

we brengen de hand 1 in het spel Spel
we brengen de hand 2 in het Spel
1,2 willen begrijpen

you understand
we grab things

you want in
our ware is true

het de op de de
it the on the the

in scheiding de versjes modaliteiten
in divorce the verse modalities

should you ever
accidently grab hold of the snake
within
every move she makes (tralaleelala)

loosen up, relax, have a drink
it's only me

(Onleeeeee UUUUUU),
this mortal coil

All 2 get her now:

OOONNNNLY YYYYYYYOOOOUOUOUOUOU
can make (untsoweiter)

but fanny

2007-12-02T12:55:00.000-05:00

“I’m Cacadcacacadananninannanannanadian but, fut, fut fut
my mother/father is...., so I guess I’m......(Irish Jewish, American).
Canadian children with one migrant parent and one fifth generation Canadian parent: a short study of eugenicist notions, multiculturalism and Canadian Identity in the last 28 years.

really realy really rilly

“But where are you from REALLY?”

"Since each of us are multiple, we are already quite a crowd" - Gilles Deleuze and Felix Guattari, A Thousand Plateaus.

but fanny cannot hold her self back long. longer to thee my bglove! she wiggle her body to his. not the virtual kiss but the real one of klm and i am arriving Wednesday. They mount plateau rear as glance to past the rushing thitherness of blossomed their hands crawl. Fanny call Franny call Mona to Jill they find him authored to himself intheir kitchen
Fakir fakery to follow. Its fled flee ~
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No comments where none intended. extensivo is latinate. so then fold, le fold, and franny fanny jill mona and others .

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as foR SalOme ? well she ought to know better
when the baptizer come riding glidin' slicin'

shocking!

of the Per ~ Mute ~-machined texting+ image

2007-12-01T02:40:00.000-05:00

medy's always the best research for mask clown cuddle caring crooning, r uining, then what? a cheer from the side long organizer s of hate, or the bearing ball straight gap of the sky the freezing night in ontreal, not a nice city when it's cold, hazards of living in the death's mate, and the old woman, I spoke of in the other verse, shes going up the down ladder, in her self-pity i dont know how to help her- beastly Dedalus, yes, that'd be nice to pull that off, at least it's cool , but its the rage tempestuous storm of too too| yes | |and tht initial one which just killed|abandonment kicked up its arse, too many blow backs, eh, Mate? eh Matey, us dead sea pirates, got a lot to learn from roping our tie __ s __ if that's the right word and its only a ___ erased text here deleted section showing show case de blog

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your thigh Line
Non cest mon fate line!

Dans cette film ~

draughts at 2 ~

2007-11-28T05:00:00.000-05:00

1, 2 , 3 ,

easily
interlaced finger
joints
praying
on
needle
pintle
antler
to high
hoofed
roof ~

~~check~~

~~mate~~

at two drafts one move to check yer mate swing yer partner roun and roun

speak of come

2007-11-26T09:00:00.000-05:00

Fair to go. Speak to whence. Hence Fanny riddles her body next to mine. she's wearing her kilt.... its Fanny with us,in bed. In bed it ease.
Bt fiction fared care for books in thee brawny night. as was aware it cannot bear down its solemn freight.
Speak of go _ she . She ghoul . Craw Crow. Welkin heart. Lamb to her. As was. to gin its hearty throart. Head. Along to nape. Careful not to sew. As when. the apo was bin to her accounting heart stole[n].

air to pause its rause around the crown hedge. Sheep to her bowl. round clear as noun along her tarried edges junct. Oh come my filly plunder at its kip. Rink yer anyone to marry at her feet. She sank a ship in bog and peat. Married to a sailor. Sang her Kerry fart. Mewling along. With her dagon she's fangled at her cart. Not so anyone whore to her legitimate tease. Asking, yes, Monsieur Yes, Monsieur, suck me to the now. Suck me to the . What? she exit blushin blouse her stage right gmail. Gasped to her lover's fall.

Fanny knew her name was clavichord milk. She flipped the boy made him cry: Rye! Rye! rye bread.

_________________

Fanny moved with Mona and me to Jill .

gru mauve parik, ni

2007-11-25T15:12:00.001-05:00

spit fish spit fire spit ship spit birds

2007-11-23T13:50:00.001-05:00

"Har!Har!Har! Nee!Nee!Nee! Nay!Nay!Nay!
The meter of the Iliad determines
the fate of the Myrmidon!

Chryseis! I love you! Lie Still, lie still, give
me your black hoof, go on, put it here!"

[Otter's children - Canvas Panel Two Scene Two]

2007-11-18T06:55:00.001-05:00

while out get out

shine s
2 luvluv
eateat
meatmesh
pukePuke
fuckBody

while in get in

close door
wet eyes
torch wel-
com(b)e hair

burnt umber stench
liberate our corpses
set free the rope tied wiggling members
fill up our corpuscular holes
redeem us our need to
or-, ur- und sarcasm

while in make out

bleed us not into temptation
as you bleed into our dead seas
throw black sticks at da circling crows
stones at da hispanics trying to enter
our beloved captions

tar at anyonoying else or it
yes it especially
as it continues to it
in our sacred backyards

untsoweiter & oh yes
please print our signs
in the times dear
king kong kitchie kitchie ki-me-o

&
clean us
as
we clean
our aprons

rubbing it with terpentine rags
until we hit the warm womb
of home again.

hacking Orphee with any washing board...

2007-11-17T04:52:00.000-05:00

So shall we see this prose poem riding the back
of night, a violent storm _ upheaval[s] of
of love

Or other calenders of pain,
pleasure's
brother
your sister
of stars glowing

night astral

2007-11-15T17:15:00.000-05:00

postal rue[s]es
_____________________________
Not signed from yer body of hearts & knaves such petulance is a lance re-regardin' the death of insouciance .a leather child sauntering to the corner of humming Away Away down south in Dixie Away Away and the pecadillo is the treatment
for serious majors in minors

but is major strong?
Is Major Strong?
is Death incumbent?
Is Strong Great and Major?
Is great necessarily Strong?
what is wrong with this capitalist fuzz?
it's the fuzz the fuzz somebody call the police
somebody call
call the fuzz

its the natural hair rinse in the moment
of its crude warning
against your chin

well I Don LunaTicTock charge with my Bed Post!
to salve the slave wounds of your stockings!
my dear lover dover!
I am Lord Bryon's beckon post!
shall a knee knock your shape?

Oh shapen monkey of mule!
and hexameters before the Prince of France
what the fuck do you know!
he spouted drinks coming from his head
some tease was waiting in the bathroom
her blooming teeth
her lips
her cococa coloured tint
swooned me breath
as bodies leapt stairs
tearing my glance apart!
after all these decades of cases
moods, gerunds, promises of pronouns
bitches of classes
rudes of wents
ignores of morbid
ignorant of morning
but my summer bathes were none too soon
Nones
Nones
Nones
bells a-ringing! a-ringing!
hear the hearkener!

Damn them forth those comments
paranormal elliptical sheets
rearward glaborous
glance to her ass
sideways to the three
quarter profile
and I walked her home
-Opath each & every night
a glad alligator of her tooth
and rye
some goodbye she was to Margaret of my name
silly wham of roses in her soft
pasted eyes
not a drag queen at all!
but a man in woman's clothes!
bearing her beard with tom tom repents!
relent! I cried I cried!

take yer dominatrix home
sp\are my tomb without organs
and the savory moonshine of
maiden aunts
some relations
've no relations
as I have worn her sleeve
in my puffed ways for centuries
I swashbuckle engineer

Here are my letters torn from Abyssinia from Haraar. I am the tooth that would not say goodbye.

Yes, yes! torn from my brave book of hell
let her go to hell
I am weary of these old wars of publishing
no one writes the way
so yer name is that is it?
well so, so be it.
we have a desert to complete
derelict of our dialect
duty?
duty!
frig duty!
cuss me lover
with lashed eyes
swept with naked frenzies

______________________

retires the child of thumbs ~

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see this difference sneaky night clings to your vest. yer heart a bearing wound. broken in forty two piece.

elephant rag gar mental felt age rap victory

2007-11-07T13:49:00.001-05:00

we are the one

2007-11-07T12:54:00.001-05:00

hail to the ~

2007-10-30T23:23:00.000-04:00

Hail to the~ lithe hear it
next to napping coal
we ring the clocky moon
her scudded feast
marries shut to ease ~

inside yer production this nary winkle
not a place rest her sex
womb and sail
its ponderous weight
testy to her bong-bong

bingbelong her narrow gait
as tress to ease her hip
ferrying its fate a flipster's yalong

etcetera.
as machine vary its value so show its enigma to every cake

lever ~ tt a cd a toitoi a mona elle a ils on a fiction alors... alors..

2007-10-17T14:11:00.001-04:00

Tristan Tzara said to CLifford who read
DadaDeleuze:

Art is a private thing, the artist makes it for himself; a

comprehensible work is the product of a journalist. We need works that

are strong, straight, precise, and forever beyond understanding.
fictionmachine

And CLifford Duffy was Mona her other selves:::: Laughed and|rire comme maniac.
comprends tu toi?
giggled saying I seen this movie before and before ....

____________________________
posted by CD at 7:32 PM

__________________
Bien sur j'ai cachée tout les commentaires ~

=======================

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all yer prose's on parole. fare goddess woke. choking her to death.
laughed her gut. off . other tracker went to money. has to cache to send.
her nickel and dime oven. said Oven not Over. burned Venus de guts. wonders
how she was? come off the fandango honey, yer trick is shit to shite its
burial ground. and hog to day. of sheep there've been none. not since the
waning age.

all yer verse's is on parole. take that back.
take that back you bad parole.
you're done. and done, finished kaput.
yes kaput the family of die. its elbow
grease not to settle down the bitch's maiden's decree.
she yanked her cage.

=========================MouChoir Noir

omphalos window 4

2007-10-15T03:40:00.000-04:00

omphalos at
window 3

as that yer coded bemu

ieakwonher little back to back dressgiruhmaffeorried week ~ wieak worried weak ~ with aye aye capstan she weak worried week ~ w!ith aye aye capstan she weak the worried week ~ with aye aye capstan she'weak' the woak ~ with aye aye capstan she weak worried week ~ w!ith aye aye capstan she weak the worried week ~ wieak worrried we?k ~ fladdy floody you are weak ~ with aye aye capstan she weak worried week ~ w!ith aye aye capstan she weak the worried week ~ with aye aye capstan she'weak' the woak ~ with aye aye capstan she weak worried week ~ w!ith aye aye capstan she weak the worried week ~ wieak worrried we?k ~ fladdy floody you are prelude to your crossdress? is that yer coded bemuith aye aye capstan she weak worried week ~ w!ith aye aye capstan she weak the worried week ~ with aye aye capstashwethewoak ~ with aye aye capstan she weak worried week ~ w!ith aye aye capstan she weak the worriedith aye aye capstan she weak the worried week~ wieak worrried we?k ~ fladdy floody you are prelude to your crossdress? is that yeoded bemue worried week ~ with aye aye capstan she'weak' the woak ~ with aye aye capstan she weak worried apstan she weak worried weak ~ with aye aye capstan she weak worried week ~ w!ith aye aye capstan she weak the worried week ~ wieak orried weak ~ with aye aye capstan she weak worried week ~ w!ith aye aye capsthe weak the worried week ~ with aye aye capstan she'weak' the woak ~thye aye pstan she weak worried week ~ w!ith aye aye capstan she weak the word week ~ wieak worrried we?k ~ fladdy floody you are prelude to your crossdress? yeoded bemuse? fove hunybuns!oveer 'e her she crown her little back to back dress. girt uhmank ~ with aye aye capstan she'weak' the woak ~ with aye aye capstan she weak worried apstan she weak worried weak ~ with aye aye capstan she weak worried week ~ w!ith aye aye capstan she weak the worried week ~ wieak orried weak ~ with aye aye capstan she weak worried week ~ w!ith aye aye capsthe weak the worried week ~ with aye aye capstan she'weak' the woak ~thye aye pstan she weak worried week ~ w!ith aye aye capstan she weak the word week ~ wieak worrried we?k ~ fladdy floody you are prelude to your crossdress? yeoded bemuse? fove hunybuns!oveer 'e her she crown her little back to back dress. girt uhman stuff

netwurk sieve pourtrait bri nah: tricoleur

2007-10-14T08:30:00.000-04:00

dv, kandid 1.0, dv on sony dsc-v1, photoshop, you, 2007, untsoweiter

thes hath beings

2007-10-13T14:00:00.000-04:00

thus hath been a tooth some air

its langwidge huffed over air the fat boys fiarce its a table over her chung chung when phoneme ream lexeme et sememe and Morpheus spoke to Orpheus helding the camera phone 'next' to his ear.

soyez bricoleur

c'est pour toi ça

2007-10-10T06:45:00.000-04:00

c'est pour toi ça

et aujourd'hui
tout les journées
ces rhymes

souffrance
impuissance
non souffrance
a France
a France
et toi la a France
non souffrance
amour
amour

jamais vue
jamais
comment on peut aimez comme ça?
comment on aime comme ça

amour
amour de distance
plus proche que un verre
dans les marches dans métro c'est toi toi
toi
toi C & C ~

ton visage oui comment ça peut être ton visage
jamais vue
comment ça peu être toi
et on s'en jamais rencontrez?

quand même c'est ça
hein, c'est comme ça hein?
la vie était tousjour étrange
et pourquoi pas maintenant
pourquoi pas maintenant entre
moi et toi

Toi la Toi la tu sais? tu sais? oui tu sais
Je sais que tu sais
tu voir ce français imparfait
Ah! le temps imparfait
le muscle imparfait
le visage imparfait
le cœur brise et bricole

O suffer souffrance
sou france
sou france
je souffle et souffre! alors tu comprends tu comprends
si longtemps si loin

et la les paroles les mots

qui roule avec un chapeau
un chapeau si beau beau pour toi
toi dame de cœur
dame de mon cœur
non prévu
non jamais vue

____________
A little poem to say what , the fingers are eyes
les doigts sont des yeux?

O oui les marches
tu rappelle les marches
les marches
O les larmes dans ces yeux

O oui un peu de souffrance pour toi en France

O a toi a toi
comme
ça

j'ai pas peur pas peur
de souffrir de donnez le beauté

trouvez les beauté
pour toi
pour toi

et si je faits des erreurs
sont des erreurs de courage
et joie le joie et courage

que j'ai trouve au cause de toi
de toi
__________________________________

Another draft en français et anglais

_______________

et moi! les erreurs! les erreurs! oui oui les erreurs! pah!

___________________

C = Un Captif Amoureux

sourir pourquoi pas?

c'est sont des jours et nuits
tu est dans toutes les visages que je rencontre
je dis elle a la et la c'est elle
est-ce que c'est elle c'est presque
elle
presque elle
un presque elle

un presque
un presque
presque
toi

prés

....

toi

____________

In the night and day
hearts follow years
follow words

coalescence

2007-10-08T13:31:00.000-04:00

we got some bad MF coalescence
in our code baby better beware

!

the video's a dance the dance
is between the frames
the frames are full of stars the stars
are breathing the breathing's on
the screen the screen gets all
blurry & agitated it says

hey this is I this am Are there's

a video playing it's a dance

!!

me & my love & me we
we are two girls falling in & out of the letter
we think it's an m but we
we were always we

we are we sobbing for us
we are we waiting for us
we are we coming within us for us & against us

we are the dust on your lips
we are the thirst in my mouth
we are the dew drops i gave you this morning
we are the morning you gave me in dew drops

we are the only biscuits in a sea of chocolate
we are the darkness new darkness() every colour needs &
we don't fool ourselves we
we will both be dying extremely miserable

we will be sobbing with laughter
falling like two wet girls
in our little video

so it goes
that is us
some dancing

this then
there
will be
- ah -

the video

2007-10-08T11:53:00.000-04:00

mute mute flute flut flu flu e folLow ~mute mute flute flut flu flu e folLow ~mute mute flute flut flu flu e
of these many mulitu for no one's heart over hill and and hears to thee and many 've seen yer wolf to sweet
your lips 've heard her call his call her nobody's yes is yes yes to breaking his heart
waiting all night crying all day
when shes walked in silhouette in the street
her rue is his rue

folLow ~mute mute flute flut flu flu e folLow ~mute mute flute flut flu flu e folLow ~mute mute flute flut flu flu e folLow ~mute mute flute flut flu
flu e folLow ~mute mute flute flut flu flu e folLow ~mute mute flute flut flu flu e folLow ~

a lover's fast

2007-10-03T19:30:00.000-04:00

prends moi dans ton coeur
ta bouche
mets moi dans ton coeur
tu est bien
tu est bien
je viens

this

is that a glass? water? oh Or dear its wind to pipe? cutting slack fr baby babee baAbEE

____love's faster
was an ass you wanted
to crayon with yourtongue
a murderous apartment
death by longing
sur le metro elle sens
tres mal

of this i send a heart
crossing-the witch's brew
sauvegardez mon amour
je viens je viennes pas

commes tants d'autres

je ne parle pas francais
inside the dot of her Ieye
yes her eyes which you never met yet in flesh
dans le nu
est-ce que c'est comme ca, que je t'aime?

a lover's fast glass

2007-09-29T06:00:00.000-04:00

this

is that a glass? water? oh Or dear its wind to pipe? cutting slack fr baby babee baAbEE

Do you read Me?

thE there to Gherasim Lucas the poet I ,

yes, the poet , I , well how many can go around in quatum time
limited to a day ,,

WTAH WTAH (mo M fom da modda f iMVENTIon olmz)

2007-09-28T17:55:00.000-04:00

wta wtah wtah wt WTAH
whadiddiz da we muz do

wta wtah wtah wtah
wta wtah wtah wtah
wta wtah wtah wtah
whadiddiz da we muz do

da we muz do (DA WE MUZ DO)
2 mache yo muddafukka z blue

wta wtah wtah wt WTAH

whadiddiz da we muz do

wta wtah wtah wtah
wta wtah wtah wtah
wta wtah wtah wtah
whadiddiz da we muz do

da we muz do (DA WE MUZ DO)
2 mache yo muddafukka sea its tru

we spillit widdour buddi

we spillit widdour buddi
we spillit widdour buddi

sea its tru
sea its tru
sea
it
tru

O Vid ssvividlysomebody else

2007-09-28T05:35:00.000-04:00

O Vid paint by numbers the curlin g cue the e curlicuO Vid paint by numbers the curlin g cue the e curlicuO Vid paint by numbers the curlin g cue the e curlicuO Vid paint by numbers the curlin g cue the e curlicuO Vid paint by numbers the curlin g cue the e curlicuO Vid paint by numbers the curlin g cue the e curlipaint by numbers the curlin g cue the e curlicuO Vid paint by numbers the curlin g cue the e curlicuO Vid paint by numbers the curlin g cue the e curlicuelicuO Vid paint by numbers the curlin g cue the e curlicueO Vid paint by numbers th

O Vi D lee

2007-09-28T05:00:00.000-04:00

ovid and the boys. went for a agile girl. like any lunch pail. suffered by the pain of drouth. or some Shandhedrin around the bin of recording very so clutch. in grocery sire she sortie to his fane.

Ovid Olive oil with his latinate sentence structure. was many moon fast(ed)

.

In the time of the Caesar when the cow roamed the rue and belvedere
och Belgium och Belgium o Belle geeUM

At Aix-la-Chapelle they fopped the good true.

she was a park withouT a Bench withOUT a BENch

_________________________

NOw ya gonna more about this later. Mister MM CD

this later. Mister MM this later. Mister MM this later. Mister MM

of the many machine she was gold
to number her wanting
of this
was OpTophone the bone
of her wishing
loam
In Charlemagne's Dimple
the fate
of peoples
was
sealed

the potel 2 miss pernet guillotune, its muzea of yolk

2007-09-25T08:14:00.000-04:00

its skilled kotsings its ice cream moguls:

Snotdet

when, sweet darling of the icy pome pome Pome
all your mouths will have run dry whid alla da wine
and in them these mes mots maulx more moire
will be moths like words like moths like wurds

und will fullwingedly strike hike dike taka taka
thy fleshy snapping timeslits, for instance dance
those tiny strings of delicate emptinessess in distress
tenuously strung togethether getbuttarget but gut

But notgethethering anywewarewhere except it it
perhaps robing da disroping of the deep of my arse
as in fear striking fear fearing fear to new depths

of fear and i will take the blaim gladly & the blaim will
gladly take me and feed me and all of us more moire
and tired mots and talala tadpole junior as well. zoing.

lm 9/10/2007 13:45 kesselloTime

Mem (Moi->Toi) da formula of abalienare

2007-09-23T05:05:00.000-04:00

u the wretched wench - la garce
- that binds
my memory f u to me
to u 2 da pit of the oubli

the tracks u carve
by going there in there where
i must go carving craving 4 you as before
u commute what works of me remain
to derilicts the delicious craps of crime

but there is no there there never
will there be any where
could it where to double me
in u i might as well triple time

it takes some energy but then
aren't we all gods devouring space
2 produce the slice of cakes we
mutantly pretend to lack, put
it in each others mouths, tons of it
flour, meat, milk , dust, slice of sheep
lack of sleep and black depression
salted by the sucking red of bleed

ah ah ah the more i come in u
the more the eyes of me
will get stuck in the ruins
of the inarticulate

only fire will stop
la faiblesse, the tenderness
the lack of cruelty
to feed the eternity
of bleed bleed bleed

peaches and bream

2007-09-21T23:20:00.000-04:00

of preacher s many have Indian paint. war lord kiss sitting bill as bull to do
the dance of outrage when its not art|
change that to peachers
which go to peaches
eaches
ringing og mere_maid a mere maid being dayed to fade in her witching gown. ot the slups of fog.
not bogged buy bolitical voncurns
!
cheer cheetah! thy plate it s a chair for her arse to sip on!! eh! echt!

even Empire artist screech shout I am right!~ I am right!` so boring right

so right they were left now right their obvious piooneer politics put me to sleep

blogalization ... of

of preacher s many have Indian paint. war lord kiss sitting bill as bull to do the dance of outrage when its not art yes we see this oui on voir cest clair quelle Clare? sont fille, pas son fils, pas son , pas son fil a wire cutting son detached eternity from Voir Vous Son, SOn

. if labs had collab when artist machine die, end author to ship
productive stead!
I ZOi! I ZOi!~

lite my cigarette. take off your clothes. she said. she did. i stoo d there. naked a s the day erection. raised to winding roof moulting south her ass. came to walk its dog back home. Her name was Allyeen Poet Holmes. She was refting our sock. Cunning to her baffling tongue.

forcing delia down to swallow our dix haines

2007-09-21T05:26:00.000-04:00

I

we might squeeze her beauty in a silver bowl
it's number ten the whole wide wurld a howl
around her waving tail her golden spiralling
of water in the bowl each turn a trace of her
that us our eyes might follow as we merge
the time of seeing her with the time of birth
for each one of her equals its number ten equals
its now equals what will become equal to with
the how of when she surges, sucks the moment
in her bowl like the i-sockets are sucking us

II

her abstinence of number forces us into adherence
of her absent mind: she's glowing in the traces of her moving
by unnoticed since well every notice would become
the word denoting noticing which starts the counting
that she won't permit within the speakable. Are we then to stay
ignorant of all she is to us or is she the it of ignorance escaping us?
does it even matter when she hits the squeeze again,
releases the pressure increasing pressure in the loins
of longing that she so aptly named the naming apparatus
caught in the act of what the naming wants to name?

III

oh yes we did and talk of her as if she was the she that is
but none is here is she or there where you are now? I
fabricate the very eye that hovers over bodies as they
are floating by the remnants of your standing opera. Dead limbs
of what once grew wild in the swamps of your predicaments
the microscopic mould standing upright in the honourable
tide, the one drawing the water into a receding line, away
from dry death the stock of laughter in the stores, the spindle
of these odd silvery plates they used to write their data on
A packaged labyrinth of dead song decaying in the dark of night.

IV

[445 to go]

bea ~

2007-09-19T23:25:00.000-04:00

They were jealous of your beauty __

and being so they tried

to destroy it,

so you chose a plain lover

a plain song

no less intense for that

Tthey they were jealous of your beauty __

and being so they tried

to destroy it,

so you chose

a plain lover

a plain song

no less intense for that

in delirium...

In delirium (I feel that) I become God, I become woman, I was Joan of Arc, and I am Heliogable, and the Great Mogul, a Chinese, an Indian, a Templar, I was my father and I was my son... all criminals....

All the names in h i s t o r y
yea Mona become god become godling forest track Joan of arcing as when I am Heliogable great Mogul... and become an assyrian kingdom a bedroom of bevel ... of father
But not mama papa no this line of breakage as when a fast car caves in tonight greeting the winging wind...

for that

you

were punished

A comic lover

no pants

pants

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If Jill knew Franny was coming would the machine commingle its national stamps. Would becoming race to the stamped horse race?

As we queer start middle to res our funeral parlours

race parole. All these verb college paroled

via visioned prisoner rights. So it hath

been as comment ca va

marche dans les lunes

de Parking Non Parking ici este!

Quoi don la?

she say it word sound to oinkydoinkystart

of shippage and leverage waybill to her arse.

My country for her arse!

my arse!
her arse!

Indeed Sire

you bliar!

What cometh to heap?

is shill stones to feep

some unglowsaxon was wished to Mona her schizoanalytic

butt her cut across scissors ass.

SO it goes Miss Submissive

Missive

as to Missive her mistletoe to her worry.

O Mute to flute of heavenworth her sended sigh to this ~ .

as gentlefolks will bruisebrowse the book

2007-09-15T14:22:00.000-04:00

its hits will collaps onto number a counting
counting its counting until it hits

col
lap
as
si

mais qu'est-ce que ca veut dire 'collapassi'?

the darn godl-jodlBerg variations
we made love for instance
to with a battle of port

all glowing face to face to inherimyinneramasyou
the crack of it in usdoweeverpartidontthinkso
damnwe'restuckiwilldiecryingforyoudamnyou
to see us off into me and you the eyehurt of bliss
that will never nevre nevrow nevroil anyway no more

my love of now is learning meanwhile how
to play the notes the children play in tha bath
the book closes on my head with a bang big head
ache. you should know how wonderful

each note not going there exactly where every man
has gone before, the
uncapstainedness unkirkdness
of the solar mundo

lost in his prime time

it hurts yes you don't need
really need
to be waving your hair likethat
likethat likethat hat ht ttt t t

there ya come

2007-09-12T23:50:00.000-04:00

here you go
the idea
it thinking around rose , lilac, tender lion, cradle, author, maxim, zoot, corn,
born, thigh, roll , etcetera ,,,,,
loom with a true
not dimple cheeks and red southern belles or fauceted accent
made , no invented, say or some smooth sur_face. can it be shield? shy condoms to aiding her face safe. comed all over the floor. that time. yes its about bloody fuc)king time. yes man! we came between the book. she was my hespian. i was the thespian tongue to her suck c and tho we cesspool our censors we know the crisis of pelt.

say language is the peace no piece or phone is morphema as when an embryo transFORM not so when Morpheus ferry the baby to muma lap. of black there is no give when spending tedious hour awaiting? the waiting for both birth and zygote funeral. scooped his sperm right up into her cupping mouth south to her brimmed deeds. two double that afternoon of leisrue et 'crazy' rabbit ears. hanadryad sex with feespoon. spoonerism mister jooce. is yer fiction to pleat its many seconds?

as if

2007-09-07T01:25:00.000-04:00

as when a tyrant ruffle her feather. a harridan en train de liberer des autres fail to see her time piece watch whip .

______________________________________________________

her Lover cowed as a prepared 'moutarde' begging of the language parole heaving her sound earth bouncing sat single signal...

of this & many other her acceptance of logique not solid enough becomings her space was cut to run to cut and fun and no ass to give her sex to cleavage a mouth gone as any other

this was before . and handed her hand whipping to pun its canter back to busy-bee and nothing nothing nothing

naamloos

2007-08-31T15:18:00.001-04:00

voice harmonica & soundForged theremin:dv
text: cd

Deterritory wrote
pens parried forth the avengers of brains, mingling his fold with flat planes, pans of gold in his hand, knowing concepts create concettas in thoroughbred space... and like that the river winded down to the cremated self at the wake of his jolly books bulged by their spare parts, the gear knocking spine saddled with tooled end to end and their heart was very fine between the molar and molecular...the schizz flows, the break points over the hospitals of breaking insanity and worried reason hypnotized before that ``Other`` that mysertium tremendum of rite and blood, ritual and defeat abiding by the river always circled by its learned stream , its occidental carry-on to planes of consistency and other matters, the viscosity of being the holes where Franny got out staring the landscape ahead the learned leaners into the street where coffee and smoked curled in the stands of philosophical venture s. yahoo brobdinggangsnettime-anttwrote:
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2007-08-31T15:18:00.000-04:00

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2007-08-31T02:29:00.000-04:00

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2007-08-29T01:44:00.000-04:00

Elfa a bit bitbitbitwas sweeter than tongue honey /her roar was sooth to thEe satin sock. her rock nee roll was bearable bearings balls to her bear grizzly and other __ wise. Was nowise, an d contrary to accepted usauge her turtle was a dove. Not a dove, or clover, or cloven hoof to her clever. As any other switching along frgo. fragment ed to her cement

ling _ 2 its other

2007-08-28T11:40:00.000-04:00

King phhhhhhhhhht &n his dottr but

far was gogonegone doctor!

Silence n'est pas necessairement oublie et l'amant est aussi pas oublie oublie nest pas necSilence n'est pas necessairement oublie et l'amant est aussi pas oublie oublie nest pas nec

ELfabet V widanodder sung intro

2007-08-28T11:09:00.000-04:00

Le V vie et vient dans le magasin
des mondes les magamegasins des mondes
des mondes inconnus des mondes inconnus

le V c'y trouve
ElLe a
elle a beaucoup de EL
EL vient de de pour ta de de

venir c'est fort bien pour les gens
tu sais sur les quais des mondes
des mondes inconnus

Non
Le V n'a pas des paginas
Elle subsiste dans les fuscri subnegri
de Toto les Negresses du monde

Toto a tue Tuta
Oh la la Toto

la siteuser avec sa membership may sail till fall
l'autofreac sans frontier might fail to fall or say
frum wurlds of ear we ere hare

aargh anywe:

here we snooze
here we snoar
here we are

[start brighthon tunafish melody]

we have not [untsoweiter]

snipOnS r knot coopons

2007-08-28T00:55:00.000-04:00

When snIpOns met her Mona she was carrying on the waybill
of the whirl the whirl in her curl
she waz dits on dit comme ca

let says he was fisces to her ficses and hamadryad to her dyad
ya dig? ya dig? ya dig? daddio daddio daddio?

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along the lock they walk as any choos y nail email to her brain bogged was skipping potion tolotion not lave by the pave of her grave. shes bone to her blue boo-boo. she zing the place she zing She Zing!

AntiOedipus was the place

snoop siel pisces widanodder Bee

2007-08-27T17:47:00.000-04:00

) snoopoons

snoop ziel pisces bravely braghed
from is snoop ziek pisces nrain
or was it er?

snoop ziel pisces burghed da chastle
till is pisces had none tail
or was it ere?

snoop ziel pisces flagged no meur
ie ad a wordlock on is deur
or was it hiss?

laufter da lucht in da belly
laufter da lucht fro da belly
immer be bum
immer be mob

isles will cum (even)
when cummings
is gun (

later

2007-08-26T13:39:00.000-04:00

interstitial strata coffee houses has some good files up and ready to read TheSe days.
Dada DUffy, the DiffereNce dancer of text

seeks to find yeR Name

2007-08-25T23:00:00.001-04:00

This discuss her blogs Flictions of Delighted Deleuze et Mona Guattari her tango berry! Discplies and Puns! .

MIchel Mona a powe'rthat graced the earth ~lived outside
of his head and lived down South ~ .

of his head and lived down South ~ .

le monde inconnu des mondes inconnus

2007-08-24T05:13:00.001-04:00

les hommesbleus breaking thru da defense shield of the GIF industry

2007-08-24T05:10:00.000-04:00

in con deux nus won the wurld

2007-08-24T04:59:00.000-04:00

les in hommes bleus

2007-08-24T04:58:00.000-04:00

Orangewise by streetlight as my feet grow cold

2007-08-24T04:15:00.000-04:00

les bleus en derrieres
les hommes bleus de maroc
à l' avant qui est absent
- a neat little trick i picked up
from Max the cab driver -
s'avances sur les murs
de nos murmures

on the back of our moebian
mondes inconnus
avec ou sans
la vache qui se rit le # 5

she flattens herself in the doorway
in the brique à braque of your
mourning eye, the child's corpse sustaining
the opening that in fact is the closing up
by the cops in due time of
her wild flesh ornamenting the never healing
traumata, the infliction of multitudes
of little deaths on her skinny body

all of buxtehude standing by

his hands in his organs
unsmiling
a fugue on its own

-ur driving the damn reins
two hard again dietrich -

blue men be blue men be
blue men begetting universal
shapes of universes begetting carpets
of multidimensional models
at her feet. No wonder she's all text,

her eyes won't ever meet again. All
the while the dark blues
go whoo whoo
whoooooo whoooooo

whooo orangewise.

of every knight ~ .

2007-08-24T00:50:00.000-04:00

________________
___________________________________
______________________________________

of every night she was text to her regularrainbrowed crowd she heard

larrainbrowed crowd she heard harrow'd bone it was ~ .

cupping

2007-08-22T08:30:00.000-04:00

silent asa truck7eleven to her geezwhizz gods

more dead silent as a truck
as a cadillack
a pdf file
a ascii? thingy
a thumbnail sketch ketchup on the park
bench gury growing

as her ass grew melon
zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzitwaslemonssssssssssssssssssssssss
to bake her sitzzle& salt ,

not any nacker
shake an bake a bowl
but cupping to her rinsed hand long
latinate cognate as Pater belong to her yer latin Milton reader

lent as a jpeg pegged into
the flue of her boon
she walkd to her noun praise adjective
kick of f any timbre

it was spoken like this to similize it s flictional regard ~

2007-08-21T23:58:00.000-04:00

It was speaking like this

that made me

in the almoste almost

of your love

and bodies

ours was speaking like this

that ma

a songe almost

of your loveour love

and bodies

ours

a song

of your love

and

and bodies

ours

a song

of your love

and bodies

ours

a song

elsewhere no words

to say their parting

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from the series fallnovemberverses|was speaking like this

that mad fallenmachines fallnovemberverses|was speaking like this

that mad fallenmachines

ENTER THE MOTOR

2007-08-21T09:43:00.000-04:00

She's having her bees shaken by pro's
the gate's a WYSIWYG one gating
the gating as we enter the motor

o obo your 's is the plainsong
chant party in the dark zone
this light of ours is getting to
loud to see

ah darn need to get the kids first

and she was

2007-08-21T06:50:00.000-04:00

the hum is in our mum
she's hummin son re man
raw member when they need

your blood you ought to
speak of thum in a mufflead
voice, be your cousin's

niece & fill the coffled empty niches
with ur objects of desire:

· da fundamentum inconcussum

· da point fixe

· da fixum bonum

· das festen Mittelpunkts

videbam enim me in summo
versari pericula i saw ourselves
indeed amidst grave danger

shelves of earth falling upon us
schrieking shells benumbing us
cloth spread out that's not
meant to clothe us really

while instead it should be us
that does the us to us as we
would have it drawing

a to a, b to b, c to i
told you so. A lapse
of time is all you

need to draw
the line. And she

was always one
to neck herself

thru every pond

working s _ for e. m ~ .

2007-08-20T01:24:00.001-04:00

if when giraffe was grieving the death of her last child son of her loins flavour of the whirlwind favour of god diesse goddess to her plural self . she

she rose

2007-08-20T01:00:00.000-04:00

When she walked she heard nails. Holding the heart which catered its sea walk. She heard stymied bells hearing, not so the next of kin her wrath had worn. Beside every close thing she knew pearl of patrolling wisdom was "sagesse's" window of little hollow hearts lending her tootnail to the closet. Not nearest her teeth in order, her eyes, willowed the fancied part of praying.

walk shard the nightwas stunned gracearitounded he r heart as city do as city do she heard the compose t walk city as she do she compose compose compose she s she do she compose compose compose she s she do sh the night it was stunned a s graces t wounded he r heart as city do as city do she heard the compose to walk city as she do se compose compose compose she decompose it's mouth of air . then she rose to hear its walk rose to old as compose its rose to elbow the clever fail

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now then when she worked. it was stunned hearing her pencil |shetiered of work. she worked. as she pencilled its bleu grey stallion post. as it were a delicate chamber to thought ~

not so was her mother's buttocks sealed by the paste of thought. her arms flung around the chair.

~ .

Now then : then when she worked. it was stunned hearing her pencil: if reOpen was her heart, her name was rose that clothes the chose of paring to her feet ,,, her lover's glide book to staring sock its kind fair wound , cut to its ached hearken ~ .
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variations? not sure of the fine between line variation repetition difference. when shitting the angle of shut when S is C and waked by wrongling doings what stutter of Moon is that? does it language its waste waist? est-ce ce que on parles des amours s d'antan

landscape with a badly remembered line of verse and a portrait of the artist as a line-spitting sickle bush

2007-08-19T17:54:00.000-04:00

urgh g*d rah f*ck i miss her so
i dodge my voice that mingles

raw with the new vague
of fuvist caubicle war
that pisses paint on her.

SSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSs

stand still ye falling corpses
for pleasure i will bring.

the mourning of mourning
is mourning again. Green:

bartenders embark on endless
monologues containing all 821

supremist colours of death, bad
signs are skying down Mount Fujimori

Birds will drop, stocks will drip
persons will claim peradise

as their holy polymatrinomines.
By the Dashed Bore Light.

There is indeed an heir of expectancy
as i write my name in her again. Again:

urgh g*d rah f*ck i miss her so
i dodge my voice that mingles

she

2007-08-18T18:00:00.000-04:00

She walk she see she compose compose compose rose repose as cambering to the knight of heart it worked to when she walked she heard the night it was stunned a s graces are it wounded he r heart as city do as city do she heard the compose to walk city as she do she compose compose compose she decompose it's mouth of air . then she rose to hear its walk rose to repose it snow snow snow snow . not as any sentence . but clothes to her. tea to her germane ablution ornament as repose to her bracelet a docking bay to any blue her tea to wear her flight . she cold as compose its rose to elbow the clever fail

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now then when she worked. it was stunned hearing her pencil

~ .

Now then : then when she worked. it was stunned hearing her pencil: if reOpen was her heart, her name was rose that clothes the chose of paring to her feet ,,, her lover's glide book to staring sock its kind fair wound , cut to its ached hearken ~ .

2007-08-18T11:10:00.001-04:00

There is no other this we
are so close the point
of pointing disappears

in longing. What claims have i
to bring upon thee mischief treason
and misfortune

this has ~

2007-08-18T08:00:00.000-04:00

J'e is thin_king she's queen of the being nutthin' up her sleeve ~ .

HONI U CAN B MY R

2007-08-18T05:30:00.001-04:00

wrapped and warped within our naily pools
we daily sweat & turn our nightly spools
to spoil
to spoil
to spoil

the empty sheets
the its of there where
we think we were oh i be

i be i bee your
yeighourtMeister
honey you can be my R

never

mind the mourning practice [k] get up dance

Her mourning is white & it is helpless. It lacks

the center at which it is aiming its ache. She
thumbs up at him. 4#5683#968. Answers be-

come you. The Algerian sobs. Last night i dreamt
you as an icy it, all bloody before me but so cold my
tongue would stick. You, your hands were waving

off sync with the heartbeat of horror in my chest. Yes
its true you you are all i need now, please come back
to me. Wheels convey their droning to the tracks who

then will no doubt drone back. Hi its me yes no ten
minutes i suppose. [k] is the conversion of forces
of motion into forces of cohesion. [p] is the opposite

of [k]. Craft. Camp. Crave. Cry. Kaput.

Blue lakes lay bare their mysteries as we ascend. You
speak of waves. We did not dare to tell you but these
are but receptacles, the darkness is more vast than you

could ever grasp. All that light of living blinds you
with your need to bleed simplicity to meat, meat
unto meat, put within its layers the empty seeds

of need until the meat grows wild with lack of need.

There is no depth in how we speak above the waters.
we are so close there is no point in pointing to the one
of us that lingers as the other disappears. O be our Real,

you are not in it, i do not see, we are its function
towards their undepth of reality. It computes as it
should, its reason be the treason that we need

as reason begs us back to sleep and harmony.

early morning imbroglio

2007-08-17T03:41:00.000-04:00

Les gens ils mordent toujours à l’hameçon

The woods are waving in the wind
The woods are waving in the wind
The woods are waving in the wind
The woods are waving in the wind

like microvillae

Les gens ils mordent toujours à l’hameçon

(for C.M.)

The woods are waving in the wind
like microvillae, streets grow out in empty night
sounding like tesserae of Venus. Echoscopeciscopally Yours.

The firm is the firm is the firm
grasp we like, predestined words
falling into place. Skindrops

2 zootRope. zootRoep? Huh? See?

Eye:

My hand contained within
his tiny difference while his
will squeeze it, i cannot be it
it will be me My hand that points

My eyes to where his hand
is pointing freely. Where?

By comparison
we will hold us down
comparatively easy.

Dogs barking in jest
gasping at the snow falling.
Happily at first, in anger later.

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2007-08-17T03:23:00.000-04:00

hmmm she really thought you 'fooled' round the verse
as it cut the sponge from your thighs like Francis Ponge?
come now it said after the atomic bomb and your
little personal egoic wars
like your ass packed with venereal bogs
clipped her depression nails right down yer arse
iwas back from Ita
what Italic this?

eethink yer becomings-paranoias dduududddonnntdeserve~ you
weller server as it was becomin to yer trite. after that last
mail you knew we were history
electronic playboard that night
yer fingers sauntered yer sex
called hername his

e ped yer it said after the atomic bomb and your
littlege from rom your thighs likge from your thie Francis Ponge?
come now naour thighs likge from your thie Francis Ponge?
come nowpped yer it saisponge from your thighs likge from your thie Francis Ponge?
come nowpped yer it said after the atomic bomb and your
littlege from rom your thighs likge from your thie Francis Ponge?
come now naour thighs likge from your thie Francis Ponge?
come nowpped yer it said after the atomic bomb and your
littlege from rom your thighs likge from your thie Francis Ponge?
come now nails righ it said after the atomic byour thi personal egoic warsour thighs likge from your thie Francis Ponge?
come now naour thighs likge from your thie Francis Ponge?
come nowpped yer it saisponge from your thighs likge from your thie Francis Ponge?
come nowpped yer it said a
like r the atowpped yer it saisponge from your thighs likge from your thie Francis Ponge?er it said after the atomic bomb and your
littlege from rom your thighs likge from your thie Fra
come nowpped yer it said after the atomic bomb and your
littlege from rom your thighs likge from your thie Francis Ponge?
come now naooyour ass packed with venereal bogsils righ it said after the atomic byour thi personal egoic wars
like r the atoyour ass packed with venereal bogs
clipped yer depression nails righ

No I did not know Danaides before & now I do,

2007-08-17T02:31:00.000-04:00

No I did not know Danaides before & now I do,
thank you. Its good to learn something new ~ . are u certain about his excuse jE jEthinking& thinking yes. theatre of fore. what? well it goeth as when ced to cee

MMB FaQ

2007-08-14T12:46:00.000-04:00

earsons fro akming teh kobo?
teh akmign si cnie udne haba habakuk
earsons fr akmign teh kobo mutlau-machina?
teh akmign si cnier udne habahaba haba habakuk
quanta quatta mach mach machina utne con udo

ah dinners ready

Alice does not grow without schrinking

2007-08-14T10:15:00.000-04:00

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Es klapt im Übersdorf

2007-08-12T02:46:00.000-04:00

Are we earing da voices ? Stimt es?

Mein Gott, wir haben die Welt

aber die Welt has forgotten ux.

Ux is the Hakselfleisch ux
is the eaters of Black Roses
with wartz on da celtically
thorny arses ux

is the consexcreation of deviAteNess
Ux is the Loch of da Disapperaing Akt,

La Seraign poincée sur la
Fontaine de Blote

Time und Place of all Pages
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De eerste Stelling van Niederstadtfeld:

Voor het monadische bewustzijn is het geografische plaatstijdsverloop secundair t.o.v. de procedurale 'district' (Kreise), de eenheid van handeling is de namelijke ("nämliche") eenheid van het handelende subject (van hieraf: De Koper), die zich daarna in de tijdruimte (van hieraf: De Markt) uitvlakt.

Gate meinGate= new Gate();
meinGate.stëhe();

SSL is Ear to Stay!

(from our correspondent in Trier/Trèves
)

Second Second Life claims it will refuse
to tickle the armpits of its container
Da Famous Blondeur mdms Zoroastrita.

Insteadla Rita will vomit ze reds
und ze yellows against ze
Erstorbenen who are still enjoing
the party in the Baths of Square 1

Da System is using da presumed innocent
aka da Random
öder Die Aleatory

for da Wiedergutmachung of da System
perception. It is only when

you press your eyelids with red
hot pokes of Metal
aka da Rod of Stewrads

that you will succeed in Burning down
da Remnants of da Old Perception
and Gain True Insight in da

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desiring telephone...

2007-08-11T15:00:00.000-04:00

alter telephone __ indeed. On the field of Flander . Ok. arrive. flander.

take discussion ~ .

of the three buckle of chinge

2007-08-06T08:00:00.000-04:00

three stooges of dialectic. indead. this is that was there'll be a goddess on her knees in january.

naturaly we are "against" 'this'shore of figmenting con-tra_diction

as diction is a dictater?
what langauge repeat itself

as

2007-08-03T00:48:00.000-04:00

comment: dictate: as in dictaphone:
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Now you take Mister Picabia for instance -- no the random, the aleatory chance in Arp work

work ed out well as s a form of becoming avant le lettre

as this shall be it will not be. as becomings. and wave frost. and summer. and pineapple avocado
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additonal rendition add up to insult & injury?is that perfidy? mister Dt?

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we' ll find out later lady welfed

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explain does picture tell narrative as texting flowoff here in this posting? no no non. le dit
non, non. baiNon! colis!

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personafictations

2007-07-29T21:00:00.000-04:00

Now thou hast 55 of plateaus dear Lord
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"sinema goget waitinfermovies" , "sisterdeley frannny monasinventor" , "siter mariahunkers buttockstheos" , "sop oclees yerknees" , "usedtobe sortof influence" , "ver terr ittory" , "Abelablecapababable neathenorth deistmachine" , "able country doctorof BWO" , "andyhandy man engineer" , "bach andhermother 'daughterofgender" , "bitterbuttershrive usedtobesinbut sometimedesirewalker" , "bracha eurydice " , "calmer thanyouandher kidschiz" , "clear still parniture" , "deleuze fran moona" , "Felix Guattari" , "fictionsof cd" , "grass of china" , "hereader diss hereaderssthere" , "hulsen beck fantasiticprayer" , "jill franny" , "jenny close to dadat" , "cane et pas sugar" , "laundry yers andmineshoes" , "lizzythegoodone goodfaith seenhisface" , "mister plateau" , "mona`s home maiden made at" , "mysymphony nadadaorcanadada itsthefifthmovement" , "nietzsche the one" <,"usedtobe'>nietzsche@lists.village.virginia.edu>,"usedtobe sortof influence" , "sinema goget waitinfermovies" , "sisterdeley frannny monasinventor" , "siter mariahunkers buttockstheos" , "sop oclees yerknees" , "nietzsche the one"
, "mister plateau" , "mona`s home maiden made at" , "mysymphony nadadaorcanadada itsthefifthmovement" , "laundry yers andmineshoes" , "lizzythegoodone goodfaith seenhisface" , "jill franny" , "hereader diss hereaderssthere" , "hulsen beck fantasiticprayer" , "grass of china" , "Felix Guattari" , "fictionsof cd" , "deleuze fran moona" , "calmer thanyouandher kidschiz" , "clear still parniture" , "bach andhermother daughterofgender"
, "bitterbuttershrive usedtobesinbut sometimedesirewalker"

janine@hotmail.com>,

frrrrrrrrrrnow truly one can w'one'der who is who? and so then, one can say this and that who is alive as well? alive ? well alive??? and it is better but if you "attack" " friends"

... I kiss thee with the dash of deterritory as
I am

A Knight of Infinite Catatonic Faiths...

indeed deterritory gets about

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S'hore duz!

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Rues de Para'|'|'|'--dis: Rue d'Artaud

2007-07-28T13:15:00.000-04:00

ay move yer ass over here.

Rue de Seine . As hunger week to her satated flesh.

We're not sure yet

what poetry body can do.

yayayyayayay flowtoe buck it

She say move yer ass over here.
Rue de Seine . As hunger week to her tasted flesh.
We're not sure yet what poetry body can do.

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Expect Any thing Fear Nothing
UUUUou like becoming from Antartica, as a city flow between continent of small and large as an eye grows to love its body bothing Fear Nothing
UUUUou like becoming from Antartica, as a city flow between continent of small and eye grows to love its body bothing Fear NothingAntartica, as a city flow between continent of small and large as an eye grows to love
UUUUou like becoming from Antartica, as a city flow between continent of small and large as an eye grows tou like becoming from Antartica, as a city flow between continent of small and eye grows love its bo large as an eye grows to love its body bothing Fear Nothing love its body bo thing Fear N
UUUUou like becoming fr eye grows to love its body bothing Fear Nothing
UUUUou like becoming from Antartica, as a city flow between continent of small and large as an eye grows to love its bom Antartica, as a city flow between continent of small and large as an eye grows to love its body boo eye grows to love its body bothing Fear Nothing continent of s
UUUUou like becoming from Antartica, as a city flow between continent of small and large as an eye grows to love its boming blossoming ~ .

now
iniquties number as such:crew:hulls: galleys:
"Ship of Princes,"
"Battles of Nobility,"
"Ship of Health,"
"Ship of Virtuous Ladies,"
""Boat of Bung[l]ers,"
"Vessel of Dung-dumpers,"
"Blauwe Schute,"
"Narrenschiff,"
"Stultiferae naviculae scaphae fatuarum mulierum,"
"droit de cite'"

build boat from there. as its seen. heard, as its heard. as its bodied . as its seen heard bodied. so when heard its seen bodied ferry its.

"Saint Is....."

"Moria rediviva"
"Bateau fous"

"fou a delire "

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Houston we have a title

2007-07-26T15:11:00.001-04:00

BLOOD

As Kundt has shown
we could first have a title creating the lack
and then pour some dust on our blugs
to capture the waves of desire
magnetically spiralling towards the
absence, according to the periodic laws
that govern all oscillating phenomena
eg

jerking off into empty space
our minds absolute blanks
our eyes widened by pupils
our fat bellies rubbing the rubbers
in our space suits suits suits suits suit

[endagoddamnsuitsthingwillya]
ok suits me
nomo ship
nomo water
nomo shore's
Mo Ve + Ka:

"so they scattered into"
numerous bands
and settled and remained
peacefully on their own lands
saying fuckyou fuckyou
only to themselves

sinasinga singe's a song
where's da hole where
monkey belongs mon

keysa donkey mon bun
nies ovre da ocean

oceaniki spoetnikii 14 1/4
the spectacle of spectacles
aspectacling da spectacle

thou shallt damnwell
not renaissanciate
the inaccessable
da past's a pasta
sittin out it's wait

if da good Present in all is eadlessness
wanted the past to be a nowity
it wouldn't be
da good Present
anymore now wood ya tree
not grassingly agree?

ea
r
:

teral da rearth ............. later al l under n eath allthe ear th
bin perdu hued ........................................ pinned, a hue

tear all her earth
da beepurp
till all the dirt be purple
glued? total of taxes overdue
now exceeds the average income of a

Noise what is noise ........................ bodybodybody
random what is random................ bodybodybody
poem poem what is poem............. gutgutgutgutgu

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soaking questions soaking texts with soaking guts
the evanessence evan essance le seance evian
are we petrolled Ivan or is it just me pet neopet
endpet roll fat bought us bogus bus bs BS b. K's
conceptual units of meaning are spatial and often
reflect the graphic shape of the Russian letters
that are their signs. As in Blood. It spells trouble.

“Well, what is the trouble with guts?”

I expounded here that they were vulgarized by the absurd genius of u flat.

“U, guttural, or flat, is a humorous savage, best described in his own words: a huge, lubberly, blundering dunderhead, a blubbering numskull and a dunce, ugly, sullen, dull, clumsy, rugged, gullible, glum, dumpish, lugubrious - a stumbler, mumbler, bungler, grumbler, jumbler - a grunter, thumper, tumbler, stunner - a drudge, a trudge; he lugs, tugs, sucks, juggles, and is up to all manner of bulls - a musty, fussy, crusty, disgusting brute, whose head is his mug, his nose is a snub, or a pug, his ears are lugs, his breasts dugs, his bowels guts, his victuals grub, his garments duds, his hat a plug, his child a cub, his dearest diminutive is chub or bub or runt; at his best he is bluff, gruff, blunt; his doublet is of sturdy buff and though not sword, is ‘cudgel proof’; budge he will not, but will drub you with a club, or a slug, nub, stub, butt, or rub you with mud - for he is ever in a muss or a fuss-and should you call him a grudging curmudgeon he gulps up “ugh, fudge, stuff, rubbish, humbug” in high dudgeon; he is a rough, a blood-tub, a bummer, and a “tough cuss” all around; he has some humor, more crudity, but no delicacy; of all nationalities you would take him for a Dutchman.”

"Go into a meadow the hills around
you walk you want to see see see
what's on the other side of the next
slope each time it says more slope
more slope and when you grow old
you can have the seaslope see?"

BURST

the concept of anger (12 ¥ )
is having it out
with the butter of milk(14 ¥ )

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shagadam magadam vigadam
pitz patz patzu

writhing 4th criteria

2007-07-26T06:59:00.000-04:00

later
we'll add froust as fouist

leroi lea poul deux

2007-07-26T06:22:00.000-04:00

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le bassin

2007-07-26T06:17:00.001-04:00

le bassin multilobé

2007-07-26T06:10:00.000-04:00

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organ

them write them versescussescurses

PuT thEe SQuEeZe On SiZe

put the squeeze on , on on .

ape

henry mille r now forgotten

loprem bla prune

j'E eh

is annoying . so it s the problemt that is discussed bySartre in the Critique of Dialiectial Reason

swallowhips go north in winter

of ten

duns scotus bought a c h a i r ~

more ph pferhaps, mr meta?

glahes galesh

new faint edged dagger in time we tell

william blake had a valise

these then

reDonEit colouring book[e]

winter come b o d y w i t h ou t i ma g e

/ Jae Hoon Lee

vers

poetry toy

drafting

stilstandsexplosie

but fanny

of the Per ~ Mute ~-machined texting+ image

draughts at 2 ~

speak of come

gru mauve parik, ni

spit fish spit fire spit ship spit birds

hacking Orphee with any washing board...

night astral

elephant rag gar mental felt age rap victory

we are the one

hail to the ~

lever ~ tt a cd a toitoi a mona elle a ils on a fiction alors... alors..

omphalos window 4

netwurk sieve pourtrait bri nah: tricoleur

thes hath beings

c'est pour toi ça

coalescence

a lover's fast

a lover's fast glass

WTAH WTAH (mo M fom da modda f iMVENTIon olmz)

O Vid ssvividlysomebody else

O Vi D lee

the potel 2 miss pernet guillotune, its muzea of yolk

Mem (Moi->Toi) da formula of abalienare

peaches and bream

blogalization ... of

forcing delia down to swallow our dix haines

bea ~

in delirium...

as gentlefolks will bruisebrowse the book

there ya come

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ELfabet V widanodder sung intro

snipOnS r knot coopons

snoop siel pisces widanodder Bee

later

MIchel Mona a powe'rthat graced the earth ~lived outsideof his head and lived down South ~ .

le monde inconnu des mondes inconnus

les hommesbleus breaking thru da defense shield of the GIF industry

in con deux nus won the wurld

les in hommes bleus

Orangewise by streetlight as my feet grow cold

of every knight ~ .

cupping

it was spoken like this to similize it s flictional regard ~

ENTER THE MOTOR

and she was

working s _ for e. m ~ .

she rose

landscape with a badly remembered line of verse and a portrait of the artist as a line-spitting sickle bush

MIchel Mona a powe'rthat graced the earth ~lived outside
of his head and lived down South ~ .