nonagram one

incessant pining for peanuts:

a product of mis-

directed affection.

eating god for breakfast

sets the days first 

cigarette in a certain light.

monkey is the root

of all evil:

only apes war.

is it past a thought

is it past a thought

to spend pennysense

on grimy dimes?

germing of the $,

waitress daughter

dirty hands back change

from sullied register,

a village gesture-

infect reciprocal 

w/ contagions and gratuity,

in such sick we

enact our modern commerce.

hexagram five

nested for the egg

in crux of bough

begat a hatchling fed

on ma&pa's loving vomit

furthering the molt,

the fledger spreads.

to you i am

to you i am

a you & you

to me is too

a you & i

to me's the only

i that i can

only see an i

thru, see?

& unto you an i

to me's a you

so that all me's

that are not i

to you too many

you's for use

when i is less than

one & more than two.

the i's we use

as well as you's,

complexing ever

simple truths .

come, basilisk eye-

come, basilisk eye-

this cold dead bird life

doesnot fly but breeds them.

lunch not near the maggot

& be wary of the worm~

besides, it is less than sanitary.

here: at the chub lip

here: at the chub lip

of consequence -

brimming on the tongue,

an uttered plosive from

butjust & stedded.

so: parceled in our shipping

our mercantile waverings

portend a vasseling

to endless swayings of

all tidings~

hence: wet a finger

to the wind & raise

your white sails!

for guided by stars,

a far off port

is just a door

a(ny)way.

unsung at seams & bare

unsung at seams & bare

of thread in places all

knees & crotch & elbows

alternately jut & unsplay.

a spool to sew,

 needle & thimble

to thumb & finger-fore

from cloth to clothe-

cross-stitched & in

a fit of measurement~

in such-tailored vestment

we address our suitors.

a summer been laden diagram:

a summer been laden diagram:

prepositioned dusky heat

& verbing midst the caves &

hunting infame-

we'd be gods of august

in tense conditional & far

from perfect.

subject verb pronoun

verb article & object,

exclamation!

in stance askance

in stance askance

undained in watchful i's,

a pluraled palsy hush

es over ers of onlook.

& as the twins entwined 

to staff bewing-

ed & serpented a

caduceus do,

so healing comes from

forked tongues

& licks us in the doing.

ode to a mazzy star cd

standoverus, hope sandoval!

& lo yr melencholera

on sombre tollings

hithertoo unnaked

in the aster.

moan the lonesome sailor

home at last

from distant nazareth

& nuzzled in yr mutle-throated

offerings to pantheons-

all is mauve & groovy.

by gosh & golly, mercuroids-

    by gosh & golly, mercuroids-

 your pull is full & pluraled.

the swifting wit a catalyst 

 for benders in the archives.

       bookending twin (begun again

& wet a finger to the page

shall turn for all the words

in all the verses               

  of all worlds -               
  

  (for as i & i make ii -            

 our straightening of anything

just so a chance to bend    

       between the poles we pluck the                  

                                      lines & thrum the many from the few,     

    so the many faces in the facets             

                 of the gem. & i w/o ii          

doesn't do.      

alloy there:

alloy there:

nothing against yr holdings

dear, per se & yet as such

the smelting of your baser metals

is not so much conducive 

to the wattage we're to see by.

the parlor & the den demand

 a filament of least resistance,

lest the shadows & the dimlit

ruin eyes for good & nothing.

cast yrself in glass & gasses

filtered thru the aether

for the sconce that is askew

is of a bulb to be rescrewed.

& for all our astigmata,

but for that we would ask

is just a moresome fuller light

in which to see you.

for martyred offerings

lark darts hitheree & to

thru sunlipped yards &

airspace indefinite

to the chagrin of fallen seeds

everywhere- for we are beyond 

well zoned in this & more.

to wing bygone periphery 

in lights of spring &

nary a hawking eye under

which to tremble

on this low noon-

the cooing dove,

the beating thrush,

(atwitter by the caw

of local murders & the

vimming of the jay all

sing of that which

wiggles neath the earth.

as such the grub

& so the worm

& ergo even mole-

all liminal in june.

for these unlikely magi

three blindwisemen

bear no myrrh,

& fixed on stars

for martyred offerings

subsumed as gift to birth.

be well hinged, bivisager!

be well hinged, bivisager!

  mighty oaken doors of winter

set to sentinels & waries.

for when is keeping to not

keeping from? & hung up

on yr frame, in the month

of january-                      

re: minded of our falling backs

& oracles our forward spring~

from such a fixed vantage you

will never fully grasp

the longest day of summer

but for the push & pull 

& dingdongditching of the young.

it is for them we live to turn our phases of the moon

wax stentorian, senator-

for all the orators portend

a newmoons simply spoke

(nee hub

in ray of lunar cyclings.

yet you & i know both

limber werewolves & night

mother witches dancing tween

the shadow & the sea

that spell in intricate

grammars.

so sit back down to earth, figurehead,

it is for them we live to turn our phases of the moon.

larst

leans his a fullhead

taller than small men,

brother of the wincing lung

& liver eternal i know him.

a man of infinite

letters arranged just

so then otherwise men do.

the poet lariat whipping into shapes

& all our bright & pretty angles bleed

into oneanother darlingly-

as all the herrings in the

sea don't lift a fingerling to trout in.

he is the dog-ear (i see before me

& he the felt tip to the page.

surfing the fallout

of the rainbow terrible

he is

fin

only to be read again.