Another word for another logic that spills the beans
on predators and seas and we are immanent in our loves
hates trespasses and traits as we meet down the byway
gone way and rail track of our hovered meet
between lips betweeen pillars pilastered columned space
of our memoried place sister as I recall you now
then and thening in the memory of my walk
hurled between each place I have lived camped down
rested awhile in my wander over the earth still place
its not so easy as it looked as we turned the running page of its face and we met saying easy easy love goes easy with its wishes
and wants its wished and wanted between the double need
of dependacny and interdependancy as we each our mouths atremble seek our (linguistic) language and
and our teeth are hungry with our telling
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Should it wheels its way past balconies and galleries
mazed of ship and hull anchor and hook in the back sailed
boat as I stare along the street once downing now upping
in its broad back scene whaled up and out in its loving
flipped back leviathan of the loved ones bustled bucked
bareness as sea after sea has swept away in its crossed
as hemmed in by truths the roar of rudder the ship clatters
around all staged set mirrors agonies like these always
make us less than we are in sidewalk of
Are you the one lover who has pressed her finger into the of god'
O god god this character in the book of the finding monotheists
and their prayers
I turn and look around the stairs catching the laughing faces
of their kilt remembering the kind and kinder of their fate
I shall have no press to make the grapes cupping a flame
which makes their "destin"a desirous place a willow balking
at the ridge of every pillow where dreams are made
spent and written each morsel is the prayer
now the reader makes the intent and moment of her touch
her fifteen year old grace makes me blush
barring nothing but the sun of the sea makes the shell
ring with its lifting as the sea crest pillows the
thought waves washing aside pummelled by the breast
of the sea and the ring noses of the porpoises glimmer
in the dark as the child bared-handed makes her hunter hope
and the moon-day cradles the book of the pavement
each day was a saucy story told in the tiddle the riddle of its telling dorsal backed creature fluttered the waves
"Carol" from the West and I had walked the pier the end
of its husting greeted the carrying in new millennium year
its bare back face as she spread words between our hands
and our thighs knocked there
and the theology makes the gargoyle
and the sprinter [spits] out desire [runs?]
and each moment is a daisy on the toe of a god
every universe was mighty at origin
origin conundrum of primary rhyme
speaking passenger on the ship rattled deck
the bus was a place it happened the looked out child's face
into the air of a piano sound when Orpheus cried
and the silence beckoned
by the gory mob heard the vowels
past the river
but was not enough when she heard its pattern
on the river backed deck
the splendid earth shouted
before each pressing instance necessity called
out of the garden into the hidden place
ramming its testicles down the tube of its death
like the raven once screeched out above the plain
where the mortar belts drawn
every segment smiled into the allegory of it
miracled made into its spinning
the language pieces tumble head over head tail to tail
to to toe to head
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its been a while since you read that one ~ yes,inword~ its been time~ betime? mused indeed t'was when tumbled over tail to tale. Jill was Mona to Franny her fanny.
what does that clip have to with any of this?
nothing remove it.
no sooner said than done ~
