Saturday, April 28, 2007

Source of brevity

Romance between the dead trees, one dry eaten land, dinner for dirt-eaters is a gift from a ribbon. The earlier country was shiny, a decoration for metal.
Old clothes w/ wrinkles came off; they were hand in hand w/ women in the dark. The forest had a roof, and in its purse the water dripped through from the upstairs apartment.
These kids of discussions, they’re here. They come in every color: the “raw-meat pink” is in. The words come in piles, which must be regularly sorted.

Sentimental brain-goop was a bowl of spaghetti when something rolled off the table and onto the floor. The dog nosed the meatball around the kitchen, covering it in a grease film which, when met by the cat’s run, sent it flying into the refrigerator door. The mailman arrived via helicopter on the roof, the dog barking wildly, the sound muffled by the meat.
Essence gave me a headache at christmas time; the pajamas were no winter coat. But what passed did so on a mitten string so as not to be uncoupled from now. The local newspaper showed the hand-made sign hanging w/ the price of lemonade, and the carrots on my jumper. But trees are removed by local governing bodies.

Instructions, You are a test


My name is today
the test

This is a test: treat it real
means no during Or hallways

there are other tests
If you are this test
you will be
asked to leave

Do not help the test
Work after attention, you must
remove you may use,
you are not permitted

You may not use each other
or make noises

Your hand: check it
If you forgot it don't worry
It will not disturb the others

According to my beeper
there is no clock in the test

If you still do not have your hand
now do not mark one circle

If you want to leave
your seat raise your hand
The test is ten
You may only work
on one at the end
of the test remain
in your seats.

Saturday, April 14, 2007

Friday, April 13, 2007

ing is ed so gin is dead

writer’s pet gets rabid so that
actor’s plicate considerable ass
the watch cycle will last
about 15 minutes before snips
motivate our allies. so to council
is to pair two seemingly disparate
things. she said let’s end analogy.
so wing is wed to suffix.
In trying to undermine my under
standing of certain stimuli I am happy
to report that the stand I take is mine,
or should remain so, and that you take
is mine too. the title of this book is
‘ean and ogly, one could say, no one
knew just what to do. little fo’ shit koob si
end analogy, or something, it looked like

but tasted totally different. Thing
was like night though not
in its arrangement, stuff resembling
little tufts of green which sounded like
gogogogogog . . . no one knew
just what to do! the moon
had the flesh of stuffed
balloons! what will we do when
writ pet gets rab so that
act’s plic sid ass
the watch cyc will last
bout minutes fore snips
motive our lies. so to council
is to pair two seem par
things. she say let’s end alog.
so wing is wed to fix.
the tit of the book is
end alog, or something, it look like
ogogogogogo . . . so she saw
just what to maul! renewing
is renewed and so we see bees
too close to seeds for comfort.
the new is the new sotospeak and
I for one am run to the broom.
On the pap s’all look alot bet, you know.
On the pap swear my finks hat s’all genie.

And whelming o'er

Beneath the yew
our bread box dreams of rye bread.
I said to it:
What are you doing
out there?