systellar

sun:

old man of planet, we slow, but to
your skin's species imperceptibly.
why did we bother working up your
spin? they manufacture alarm clocks.

earth:

wobble, press
electro-magma
flux, itch in scrabble
weedy numbers, fewer
slow, oh slow
scracks heat
reheat cools thicks
hello? someone there
crusty haunted

gradual studies

snail, pushing,
had read and parsed the formal proof of dayhood
in infancy a long tail bent along its path
linearly dries

rotates by earth crust axis and complete
the snailsphere
at seam-met feet

rippling juggle platonic
forms (apparition on special film)
an untested methodism, slowness, reremembering

prepare something. something gaps eaten. think
enveloping eating, corporaton. taking on
a bright surface's shape piecemeal

epidime

well. the morning is the earth suppurates its sun.

i say. awful, the word inherits angularity of features it passes over, past, the nose it is poked by.

is they say the plum of varicose growth

aster.naught.not.knot

to carry an earth for a head, the ocean for a face

once the suit goes on, there's no power to take it off

this plug is for my heart. and this for my numbers

digital displays of the undoing, which is ungoing

a smear or a streak. a star. a snow. a field. a float.

there is a fumbling with the lock while holding the lilies.

1.5 in

plated & tableware. the moon is
skulking away from the earth. water
in glass orbit. we must
consider to ask her how
to come back.

partition

& being given of the upper hemispheres,

a sun crawls across its dome poking

time to chorioid lighting life's beginning

covers over that is to say so encrusting:

i am apparition of my only son bewilderment

again given up as a mantle laid over

obstinancy of clocking tectonic time the

necessary distances apart to hold—

of not wholes, held to earth, seeing only

a black ball describing sky. it prevails.

archaeology in sixteen words or less

the flexwork of veins
pressure mold labor
i shovel oxygen
earth collect light
this fossil Horatio

w a

weather     this

rare

  if         one      watching  resolves

earth swelling,   a    rising into

     parts

rain and     its
                      precipitates

day job

provisional: ends tied together, meet
compensation: hierarchy of profit and its
distribution: fulfillment to society

all i could strain from my collar was

i was a bird
i was a bird
i was a bird

trapped in an earth of glass

earthworks

escapement under the shell of the
earth, the moving gears and wheels
we are held up by brass the
thin rods puppeting the animal heads
to graze and raise up, the wave of
the farmer, the cardboard clouds
the accumulation of dust, animatronic
fates assembling spiders

reparation

a sun crawls across its dome poking
in my stomach those same holes through
time to chorioid lighting life's beginning
exploding into what to do from first deed
of muck. a wake one acid replicates and
now that my first principles fan i hear
body arrives as a beggar begs and dives
beneath wealth surface the gates foundation
beds flesh strata derive from the bare
obstinancy of clocking tectonic time
again given up as a mantle laid over
this slow wretch way past the last gas on
a damascene and divine etcetera whatever.
i am apparition of my only son bewilderment
covers over that is to say so encrusting
being the go-to mode of the revolutionary
black ball describing sky. it prevails
we lot got along by division the push tension
of not wholes, held to earth, seeing only
& being given of the upper hemispheres,
divining geometries of orbs bodies' joins.
i need a room with the corners at
necessary distances apart to hold.

the organ

dead all stops
earth hurling forward

heavenlies in stillness
constellations of passed

unmotion wrt to
shell, scale, staff

as if living
is to away

buried on page six a week later

the undistinguished edge of
earth's occlusion creeps
up as stated on kitten paws
with fixless sense
memory crystal lambent
claws. retraction.
the damnable papoose sheds
readiness--hadn't we seen
a clap already?
precious lambish of our slumber
slaughter, night reclaimed
simply daughterly scamper

horizontal

want of uniform want of
symmetrical

greygyregreygyregrey

when lying on the side, one eye
sees the earth, the other wonders
where it is, were

what the sky sees

timezone

we launch out across
the surface. i did did
i? flailing for you among
the folds cascades a mouth of
accumulated dress. eat
eat and fly on
the condensed
converted energy of
it we are those machines. skip a stroke
pull harder on the
left than then right circle swimming
nothing know
the surface by
your oar the earth
extends
touch itself

tuning

earth in its eyelid. the brink.

the blink. a way of rain.

this paper flourish ascent.

the floating on the radio.

the scythe. the bricks.

the days of the we. the week.

translation 2

soar in dream
powered flight, magical physics
hulking machine swarmed by technicians
the work of muscled hands
root in earth

hew

cleared: the night the trees the assumption of
earth into sky precipice and outfall. outcome of
the teeth ground and an outpour.

philosophy

the pit of the earth
turns and wells only
if it is
true. the beam
of lighthouse, despite grime
buttressed by updraft
at cliff's edge sea well
only if it is true see
where my feet lead
only you may
come if it is

solesystem

sun:

old man of planet, we slow, but to
your skin's species imperceptibly.
why did we bother working up your
spin? they manufacture alarm clocks.

earth:

wobble, press
electro-magma
flux, itch in scrabble
weedy numbers, fewer
slow, oh slow
scracks heat
reheat cools thicks
hello? someone there
crusty haunted