20081217

not looking, but looking (ocular pox 2)





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the so high sublimey sa...

" Poems never read anything,
oh gentle coat with pockets
of flesh, lace of lightning."


-Dotremont

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lingual be lingual
tongues toppa tongues
coughdrop lottery chunk
throat so throat

glotstop

stuck
scratching
phlegm from lung

squirmy nuggets
slipping sickly
across the clock, uh

okay, so say something
f'instance
pinhole
little sliver
actual natural
light
exposing
rereflection obscure
like how
the universe was formed

- - - no stardazing!

gazely weight
crushing all collapse
pinpoint
eating an aura
& no heavy vacuum
as extreme as
these brains
mazing day by day
thru hey what
the fuck are
we here for
anyway?

overtake the original

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