2011/05/25
_ah ~
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you second rate hobo ~ and it works like those ~ that ~ sends some ~ her lips ~
always a spoken word ~ deteriorating at the elve level love's little knickerbocker
a tunin' thing a harp ~ delectable on the days down ~ her breasts stormy as a
ship's deck ~ what the heck she queries ~ do you love me ~love's alittle bugger
ain't it ~ a tug ofwar down the ole' whachamacallit? a square where she played
hiking her skirts ~
________________________following the dizzy-dizzies of love's
disease we came to this south of the flanks heading for the ropes ~ banged around
by thrusts and chewing gum no one saw what was coming ~. Humming she
was as the book falling from her wet lap came on my ribs salting up my
Adam sake madam ma dame! ~ is there no absurdity like your eyes?
If one cognizant thought soft spoke your lips would the cities tumble?
shell fish whales comfort zones big wigs and tommy trackers.... wait she's gone
off the radar reckoning on his hand inside that sex place by the way of her saucy
gown and bold moves on her part link him to the purring knees of her wanting ~
he's this way cause he wants to toward every beckoning bridge ~
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you second rate hobo ~ and it works like those ~ that ~ sends some ~ her lips ~
always a spoken word ~ deteriorating at the elve level love's little knickerbocker
a tunin' thing a harp ~ delectable on the days down ~ her breasts stormy as a
ship's deck ~ what the heck she queries ~ do you love me ~love's alittle bugger
ain't it ~ a tug ofwar down the ole' whachamacallit? a square where she played
hiking her skirts ~
________________________following the dizzy-dizzies of love's
disease we came to this south of the flanks heading for the ropes ~ banged around
by thrusts and chewing gum no one saw what was coming ~. Humming she
was as the book falling from her wet lap came on my ribs salting up my
Adam sake madam ma dame! ~ is there no absurdity like your eyes?
If one cognizant thought soft spoke your lips would the cities tumble?
shell fish whales comfort zones big wigs and tommy trackers.... wait she's gone
off the radar reckoning on his hand inside that sex place by the way of her saucy
gown and bold moves on her part link him to the purring knees of her wanting ~
he's this way cause he wants to toward every beckoning bridge ~
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2011/05/24
lust
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1
The feeling is one I can dig, however, I think you are the jerk, or should I say, jerkette?
2
She's naked as a board. A ship between the legs ~ a harbor
without ins ~ then outs? Mister D? O outs to her thighs
long rubber ~.
3
if that was a poem would it be your name
holding your hand between ~
your legs
of course
groin
between ours
which become
one
still
passage
love's
four letter
word
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I'd justify right columns with left
between the sheets of
your reindeer ribbons
as any sweating lover does ~
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Some say I some say me some say between your teeth
a lover's lie tethered ~
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2011/05/23
lesbians
I love lesbians. This is not a missed connection but a loving one.
I mean the ones I don't like and the ones that I do. The ones that attract me and the ones that don't . It's a style of neighbourlyness. Living in the similar neighborhood of the spirit you could say. Those days, and these .
I mean the ones I don't like and the ones that I do. The ones that attract me and the ones that don't . It's a style of neighbourlyness. Living in the similar neighborhood of the spirit you could say. Those days, and these .
2011/05/22
held hand
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who held the hand ? across the sky a temperament was burning
over the heel of
and around the
and the
over the cement
the cement sky
was it that and there
how are those days?
night bears its flock
sheep to gazing stars
passing rainbow
a day like any other
breeze of blue on the afternoon
that sky rustic blue slate blue
blue as blue
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Big and little ... in sickness and health : Plateau :1874
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Wars, big and little, are behind me. Voyages,
always in tow to something else, are behind me.
I no longer have any
secrets, having lost my face, form, and matter. I am now no more than a
line.
I have become capable of loving, not with an abstract, universal love,
but a love I shall choose, and that shall choose me, blindly, my double, just
as selfless as I.
One has been saved by and for love, by abandoning love and
self.
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Three Novellas
or
"What Happened?"
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_ blood and
The novel— a flock of geese flew which the snow had dazzled. [Perceval]
saw them and heard them, for they were going away noisily because of a falcon
which came drawing after them at a great rate until he found abandoned
one separated from the flock, and he struck it so and bruised it that he
knockedit down to earth.... When Perceval saw the trampled snow on which
the goose had lain, and the blood which appeared around, he leaned upon his
lance and looked at that image, for the blood and the snow together seemed
to him like the fresh color which was on the face of his friend, and he thinks
until he forgets himself; for the vermilion seated on white was on her face just
the same as these three drops of blood on the white snow.... We have seen a
knight who is dozing on his charger.
Year Zero Faciality 173
AtP
2011/05/21
green
_
the first blue skies were heaven sent along the spring winds
and breeze
and a walking
and the summer hints of true summer
and the air of love
and hope's beacon
green was the name you called it
and spring's feather
lovely as borne air
night wrapped in day's hug
and love's buck tucked in
night whispering
Day pleases
2011/05/18
re pebble
Turns on tape:
Interlocuteur: explain that ....
Duffy:______________________________The Lay Out the Lay out
we'll come back to that but inthe meanwhile
its like a jazz song riffed on the moment
no worry about the 'apparent' discord the
melody's all there
ya dig?
as the page shape changing but it's improvising jazz that counts an
recounts the jazz ~
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_______________________________________Volume down sound fades....
Interlocuteur: explain that ....
Duffy:______________________________The Lay Out the Lay out
we'll come back to that but inthe meanwhile
its like a jazz song riffed on the moment
no worry about the 'apparent' discord the
melody's all there
ya dig?
as the page shape changing but it's improvising jazz that counts an
recounts the jazz ~
____________________________________________________________
_______________________________________Volume down sound fades....
_______________pebble
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to know what is going on
take a pebble
throw it five hundred feet in the water
let it 'land' so to speak figure of water flattering along the ground
City of night (lights sparkling rain color ) along
the boulevard
sent a book to the heart away from this here
and the night's shape takes place
pebble hits the water
bounces skims skirts the rifts and hilts
of the passing wave
it rumbles beneath the sea ~
Do your eyes see better than your brain?
your hips
do
your hips
do
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2011/05/17
no one
No one swoons the way you do
As the full moon fattens its celibate roof
She does it with the woof
telling the ceiling its
half-way to heaven back from the moon
recalling its unexpected grace and
a quarter of the way
her hands feel mile after
mile the way her feet hold on
the face of conviction
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the force of conviction
night a secret whip
the care
tender hands
paning the hour
its rough discontent
little tidbits of tyrants and trying
sense gathered to pronounce geese
continuing spring
P-e-R-I -P__h-e-r-i-e-s twit twit twit
___________________________________So Sow So ~
Twit Twit Twit
Jug Jug Jug Jug Jug Jug
So Rudely forc'd
Tereu
(from III The Fire Sermon from The Waste Land T.S. Eliot)
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