Over Poetry

time d /
done /
zzzzz /
blam /
see mor e /
tick tak /
we /
wail /
last /
snap /
aaah /
nee /
finger /
furst /
dum /
dun

in the bed of the city /
it’s all effort to not /
get braided in each sound /
flap of movement, falling colour /
the city is an immature argument /
contorting with whim
dissolving in waves of /
projected inhale and exhale /
I keep its grave in my pocket /
unwrapped at public events /
to impress new locals /
with its growing scale

all things lost anywhere /
that’s the ad verbatim /
plus an incomplete phone number /
don’t expect it to be so easy /
give over or under /
the bellies and intestines /
moving with one’s history /
just try keep the colon back in third grade /
it continues learning /
despite being bookless /
hoarding its layered knowledge /
for a sunday surprise

it is merely a door /
white frame through which /
the grand abstract enters /
never enough chairs to /
seat a fathomless girth /
little weight, all filler /
swelling into greasy angles of the kitchen /
difficult to determine /
which hand to shake /
thousands extending, contracting /
windmilling, tangled in the clothesline /
shouting in the bathroom /
at multiple reflections /
failing to recognize last year’s fashion choices

laughter is expired air /
a spittle phlegm bit /
wasting breath on points /
that should rather be stabbed /
left to distract oneself /
the petals curdle /
fold up into the ribcage /
humour is bone grinding bone /
only a flash of teeth /
releasing distant space /
such blackhole /
born as an infinite chuckle

come tree /
move move motion /
add bruises to leaf litter /
if you can /
make the way /
can it be final? /
across the street /
dent my arms /
with upper limb chip /
should I remove others for you? /
bend their names /
to mine

poetry never fails /
often it may not accomplish /
but it never fails /
the skeleton of saying /
laid bare not barren /
what is the curse /
is the alignment /
from tip to foot /
how far can /
the rest spread out/
into traffic

how do they do what they do? /
nary a curious glimpse of the grinding of spheres /
simply pushing blood against gravity /
that throb is one-two, one-two /
until three is introduced as the deflating integer /
pressing lived details back into wormless ground /
may a mite invade your dry stomach /
and push a few particles out into the earthen flow /
to sway the head of a daisy /
but once against the dominant breeze

no specifics today /
though lungs will have a fit /
without each oxygen molecule /

miles removed /
always arriving /

taste notes of that rolling deferral /
in the coffee, stripped /

ongoing unscheduled appointments /
with the other things /
in how was it?, deleted /

the rain’s blemish is gone, see? /
no drops, no reflection in the ground /

the one awful holiday /
to be everywhere /
as measurements unravel /
within the glossy frame

awkward sun /
tripping over the earth’s edge /
too slow today /
to light the gravel for 16 ton trucks /
where were you /
when children fell down the chimney /
on christmas eve? /
when ice crawled forward /
on the new year shores of the superior? /
when the bedroom had no walls /
just starless space unwound /
today is ready /
flattening on the dewed grass