cheesecake for peeper

electric scrotum bolts
unzip their jonquils

boasting morel umbrellas

The Testament of Adam

Old Adam Snores

Adam was saved from death & put on the stole of glory...

-Cave of Treasures 51: 20-23 

 We are, we feel
a shunted thing
homunculus of our own 
unmaking
sloughed off
cradled & unAbeled

mind unsound 
broken in spirit, in body bowed
ouroboric
Omega 

O, Adam! Immortal!!
trembling monument to 
Doom
First Father Figure
the one who
of precursors none
his curse's cant
the obituary of all my incarnations

moulting an ornithology of wings
men litter the sky
lit by untempered demons
nomadic ash, fugitive dust
of cowardice & courage
the soul campaigns
to furnace ash a finer mill

long smouldering
barely lit & sputtering
embalm this fire
Heraclitus
& call it a day

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 Hevera Devera et Cetera
 

 a temple in man
exconjuratory in ruins
rubedo gone awry
every third thought
the magic of tears
recovering sonorities of the Rapunzel Suite
summoned by her black skirted billows
the tolling of the 13th bell

vaulting the stampede of circumstance
in the still embrace
of Before and Everafter
the two arms of Eternity
Hereafter apriori
wherewhen confounds 
the go-between
scampering therebefore
metronome 

and there the robin dropped his worm-white sign

clock unfroze
a flock of crows
stroking the balls of
the bell
the cockledoodle
lock down

what is this moment
stripped of its crypto-currencies
implausible
fashion's tattered brocade of empty epithet
hibernating

an aeon yawns Old Adam
dimly seen in the zodiac arcade's
unseemly spooky action at a distance
what lips may moan its name
portent of doom and all looming 
intrigue of terrorjoy?

before the pulse and demesne
of clockworks ratcheting
 now
into hatcheries of soul

a fractured thought
unmarked deficiencies
gravestoned
deface the mask
of these aeternal goodbyes
by seasons weathered

honor these vulnerabilities
descending into dust

Madam I'm Adam
lone below
chanticleer
in the cool of the evening


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I in Everyman

 I, in my broken Adam
fallen
through shattered worlds
& scattered sparks
the Tree of Life's
cradle craft & broken bough
fruit unfallen
wings for the furthermost

created a crown
but craved to crawl
there she found me
in the desolate garden paradox
where everything promised
her pilgrim soul

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Mammograms from Eve

 I am the jealous store-house of candle-ends

That lit your adolescent learning"

-from: Songs to Johannes- Mina Loy
 

 "If we had worlds enough & time

this coyness, dear, would be no crime"

 -Andrew Marvell


circumscribe the libeled bride
her sugared refineries
the muse that dares
the daemon dotes
demolishing etymologies
& fable quotes

suckled on outlaw milk
& mutterkorn
the dreams of matter
lactescent squeal
blood writes in ritual
sleeps seeping
beneath intimate & unknown
veins & membranes
tissue & terrain
surge uncurl the chambered
tabernacles of the living

she told me her name
the one she had chosen for herself

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Her Tides

 
what is this ocean 
that pours from my shores?
I stand
combing dolphins from my hair
as slumber ebbs
of these powerless hours
unbound
in every grain of sand
these final forces freed
the microgram & the atom
creation destruction
whispering into the abyss
my precious antiquities
by Love bequeathed
skry a driftwood druidry

and I, dreaming
neath thy mermaids throne
hath seen
Dominions dark
Principalities, virtues
submarine

she in her
shouldered cape of isotopes
& boots of Spanish weather
her tides
& by the heavy artillery
of her soul
shelled

lusts wrapt
in the measures of surf
& seizures of thunders
from within
dabble in sunset explorations 
of self
ebb, return as tears

there are no left-overs of wisdom 
at the end of things

erect, then
and make of it a mast
last to vie
with the Siren's final cry

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Sister Before the World

 when the first sister 
bade fire her body consume
from the ashes a paradise arose

-this the hummingbird 
from its office of nectars relays
whispering into the abyss:
"the butterfly is equal to the wind"

let these words an altar be
in that temple of ravishments

we fashioned there
tentative conjunctions
fervent alchemies
an eidolon unformed & void
for a descent of incense
attar
rose arising
from the bower of your ash
this slumbers affliction
urn of my heart's repose
a dithyramb's alembic

how lonely was I
for thee Muse
I could never call my own
for shame of ardor
& a thespian distress
abcessed & mute
to fetch forth the kernal & corona
lambent & lustrous
the shame of poets
plundered of dark vapors
from sibilant vaults
the pried fibre from shroud & caul
this unprofitable commerce of Shade
to pay for that emergency operation
the tracheotomy of word
to free Her
that she might live again
a breath of relief

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Tracheotomy of Word

fashioned in the forge of misprision
there are words at the
heart of things
that ask us to hear

it is not through memory alone
that we have heard their
voice
but through the calm bewitchments
they have lain upon us
by charm's grace hither

entice this entanglement to cohere
curdling upon the tongue
siphoning phonemes
to free these heathen partridge
singing unbearable cherubs
of despair which hover

dark lunar kernel
into parcel poured
haunts me with its
unpronounceable hounds
occulted
an accomplishment of
tarnished volts
& unbolted consonants
capacitor incapable
of current
dissembly

O little Monster
come forth from your merry shell
in triumph's talon

the star in man
will rays him
hold this charge
everready


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Wild Holy Boys

 cruisin' for a gutenburger
wild holy boys, we roared
rapt in our roaratorio's
chorus
throwback's fossilized
thesaurus

upon common battalions of stone 
& wrapt fierce in thy bitumin shawl
we had coaxed these
engines of transformative delight
to sing with changes
to purge & flourish
our flowers of anticipation
their bouquet abandoned
long years hence

all poem
exquisite!
in their own subsistence
asaphoedita pearls
though I may make neither
hide nor hair, head or tail
of them
-do they admit their authors?

bad taste is in the mouth of the beholder

escape the confines of ensorcerating tongue
a tale told & story signed
an autograph all our own

so spread your bread with stutter
and honey it with word
shutter both your eyelids
& pray you never heard

breathless is best
stir me deep
O daemon sleep!

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Afterthought 

 burrowing into the brood
daemonic incubations
living now on spiderdust & lacy
inchworm lingerie
laundering ashes
& verities honed through polished evasive gazes
smoke comes from our eyes in aimless signals
betraying origins

the stirring of leaf
& murmur of winds unseen
cures the serenity from my blood
this sibylline listening
ushers me on

loathe to commit blasphemies
to the visible wave-lengths of light
silence sews its silver thread
pulled
from Diana's quiver
to repent the urgencies of word
sprawled in chains

I shed  the pwned chlamys of Hermes
now 
naked with discovery
our ravelry is ended
a stitch in time bespoke
sewing wild oaths

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 Reliquary

 echolocation in the land of the dead
domain of the impulse
my heart had a concussion
& whispered some final secret
I've forgotten
spellbindings all ravel down to the
bald palimpsest of nought
nothing up this sleeve
& the hands gone missing

why lift this lid of ashes
& stir the cruel wind of memory?

secrets out
perhaps the dead 
communicate by symbols
we have yet to imagine

bird looks underwing:
-did I just fart?

abacus bonepearls undimmed
symbologies broadcast
from the Orisha Radio
correlate with us
counting the ancestor forth
in whisper's rhythm

dead & well read
geographies of my impassable land
where goeth I
vanished in abundance
and yet there lingers
a nameless
writhe & roil

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 Arbor at the End of Day

 to harken unto daemon
or muse
is not to kneel
for what authority in
a conversations of aethers 
is?

what counsel with clouds,
a pillar of fire?
a conference then
negromantia/Nigredo
dark speech of ravens adream
where I purchase my ink
anthropocene

via mirrored curtain of the 
afterlife, this
"styx of quicksilver"
communes through the 
looking-glass
not one wink

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Undervow 

 queasy greasy
wipe your chin
eager ogre chew
no marrow within the morrow
a sparrow then 
to sue for your hollow sorrow

losing weight's a worry
a pound of flesh the loss
a bright & golden tongue
when once a wordsworth was

profess thyself no poet
tis for silence to attest
word secretes in shadow
to shape the lips a jest

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Assayer Prayers: 

 cold pie for breakfast
& peonies in the rain
hot coffee cupped
in cold hands grateful
children, their mother
and the cats
butterflies that listen
fireflies that dance
peepers that stamp out winter
and the songbirds' rendition
of tyrannosaurus romance

    casket moth

a fluttering remark
of braile fettered breath
falters in dark
languish for letters
lit
but for a loss of the spark

12/28/17
JM

'Clinging to the Old Boy's Briefs
                             - for Allen Gurevitz, Poet



chasing the wild geese
feathers caught up in the wind
grabbing at thin air

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I'm in a dance to woo all illusion

will you be the one
to love mirrored in zero?
twice I am your twin

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Shiva/Shakti
slow dance hold me close
you don't even need to move
when the oyster shouts

listening to you
that the secret of life is
you can talk to me
8/1986

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I squeezed my baby so hard
my button-flies blew
in the back-yard
now I'm 1/2 her & she's 1/2 me
we're dancin' swell with our one body
9/1986

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vowell movement

the lead toad of
ponderance
lanced the petunia's
honey
with its gold tongue

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amoeba mob
synechdoche of family
what is me is you

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what does the tooth faerie
do with your tooth-
carve petroglyphs
amongst the stars
in a tutu

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3 kids & the art of war

blue Farfisa in my head
screaming
leslies full throttle
Civil Defense sirens; this was
just a test

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raccoon viscera gleaming to the sky
wonderstruck
no predator but
just some dream thunder in transit
dislocating the soul
grim the riptide
& victims of its whim...

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the meadow is that
which may be mown
mead from the meadow made
ne'r shall be
tho honeydew is
meadowsweet's very own
this thirst remains
ere thirsty

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wild roses explode in hand-
prints bequeathing perfume
amongst the gulag of thorns
where dwell the spirit songs
of birds

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outside the carnival
lonesome train blows
raw as a cock's crow her
blowtorch lipstick
boiled crawdad & henna
apple flames in her mouth
-flaying knife laid
to the ruse

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the finger of silence =
the measure of chameleons

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that sweet old thing her
tambourine of dentures
tosses up a mean tango

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drunk-boxing eyelids
see girl in blown
pear petals
waiting to cross street
Spring/1996

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wake up hangover!
nuthatch & mate carrousing
urgent
in the window
Spring/1996

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very old man walks
in wild flower spray of Spring
eating ice cream cone
Spring/1996

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crone diploma

ruby red rose has
ignited
in the theatre of
memory, I yell
Fire

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why bruise this flower
effortlessness overworked
perfume so fleeting
2/10/99

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Make Belief

All I am
is a wish
for Everything you are
and I am coming true
3/4/00

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when the crow calls out
doubling over with laughter
Spring's private joke flies
3/25/00

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Sunday morning bray
motel full of righteous hooves
shhh, tiptoe to God
3/26/00

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a perfidy of Haiku

this donkeyskin suit
gift of the Elven King's ire
fits like a prayer!
3/20/00

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"prohibit sharply the rehearsed responses..."
-W.H. Auden

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Dharmatot says:

Perfect Insight Comes
when Mind is finally still
She rises on top
5/26/00

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for the One in Exile

The Perfect Insight
occurring, She eclipses!
distinctions vanish!
5/25/00

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365th Lament

Nest of thorns atop the ayrie
cold kindling of briars
upon the hearth disposed.
No place to alight,

-maybe later
11/29/01

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Dabbling in Babel
is not the same thing as
Jabirish
The tree that grows these apples
does not fear
the worm
I keep covenant with the union of wisdom
& she makes believe in me;
her pretend protege

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may the crown of your achievements
adorn your head
triumph of horns
12/14/01

or

may the crown of your achievements
compliment the appointments of your antlers
12/15/01

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even the stoutest craft
finds occasion to quench
the thirst of its anchor

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Hermes in a hot-rod
blond crew-cut & mustache
very polite
"let's go!"
-yeah.
12/8/01

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treasure fruit
whose peel hath no surface
whose curve delights
imperfection

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wounded by exposure to the elements
sustained by the nourishment of secrets
I pass
between the stars
lighting small fires
to make the medicine
that heals the Diagnostician

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whither which way
shepherdess of sphixes
lambnapped and in Arcadia
knight errant of the doleful countenance
lord of misrule
shaft that pierced the
swansong in limerick
there was a madhatted hyperbole
that sipped upon unzippered
gerbil tea
when it had it go
wouldn't you know
you wouldn't and so
it went when it shouldn't
downstreaming your neck
most gracefully

joust with demons of the deep
millenery mills & hapless sheep
I'm always on my way
it's hard enough to tell a monster from a mill
much less a madman from a saint
therefore, if you'll excuse me
I'm always on my way
my religion neared extinction
when your patriarchs were swaddled tots
but I stumbled into Bedlam
collecting up stray thoughts

I burned
torched sunset desert of cactus
my heart
crumbling needles
ash in the wind

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Iris aura oracular
with eyes on the prize
observe the shifting
seasons of the Graal
to deserve a response
one must quest for position:
Almanac index
pronoun of sundials

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sun tea, samores & Paracelsian sugar star jellys

"cooked" or "uncooked" poetry
I want the Adamica Lingua
oratory & laboratory
or as my hands press together
Romeo samores/prayer sandwiches
the kitchen as Holy Place
where I may take my meals
ingrediants chosen w/care
seasoned with the
immortal spice
of Wisdom's recipe
Alchemical step by step
but does the work stop
in the kitchen?
must it not proceed
room by room
ineluctable fengshui
from North to South
to East to West
cooking, shitting
sleeping, rising
circumnambulating
the house entire
room service proffered
on a fine gradale;
that is, the geomancers
Lo Pan-
banquet for the retinue
of Heaven

---------------------------------

There is no Distopia
or Utopia
Civilization is just
an old beggar
rattling his false teeth
in an old tin cup
9/22/08

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protect
Gepetto from these
splinters of grief
buoy at the bottom
4/6/09

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these words owe their liberation
from the celibacy of my pockets
-may pleasure be their ransom

------------------------

the heart of man is
a tangled beast
call for the Huntress
before yousend for the
priest
3/24/09

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Diablo Mascara
King of the Hummingbirds
navigating south on his
birch bark canoe
studies the papyrus
charts intently

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the little shits
that make up rules
Elelectroshock Maggots
the wannabe lawyers
of the world, Maldororize
em all

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Mystic sleuth &
Dietician,
Hear the wheeze
of the Geezer as he
peddles his fondue

Honeycutt Markham Bodhisavaha

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Sacrifice of Father Time

the old geezer's a gonner
don't wait around & watch him wane
need be no question about
honor
just gift-wrap that
bullet to his brain
12/17/12

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Haunted House

sometimes a great notion
conceived in your head
jumps on the radio
knicked!

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into the blue
smoke skeletons dissolving
always never mind
7/29/13

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I gotta libate
my parchment
10/16/13

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the vaults of the
interminable
disclose
10/17/13

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moment to moment
monsoon
through the weeping pine
needles stretch
the forest floor
9/2/12

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parked poets of Kirkwood
Ave!
Evoe!
forth from your office cloistered
all dirty dinky & drdee
to the heights!
to the heights!
The Magic Forest awaits
3/14/14

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even dead roses
may dust off the
keys at midnight
-88 doors to eternal
daybreak-
no skylark's
curfew
10/6/13

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Down in Bog Squalor

its ruthless in the
grip of God
though your fists
rail gainst the
pillar of Mercy
salvation is a
long ways away-
and another day,
another dollar damned
10/12/13

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59 obituaries later
hazard of the annual
occasion
orbit overdue
1/10/13

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Once, in the great outback of the Hideho Gardens,
Jemima Kittlewick cooked a Rambo of BRBQ.
The Drunken Boat had a wet bar, Saison D'Enfer the menu,
and Illuminations provided the musical entertainment.
Trolleyback lollipop oer d'euvres.
Meentzy Tendertoe there with his toothpick & razorback harmonica.
Jemima unbundles her brassiere with the aid of varmint's contraption.
Halleluja! The amplitude of her banquet suffices.
Now, retie your shoelaces & zip up your leverage-
Time marches on no empty stomach.
6/18/13

"Ach Du Libra
Quoth the Zebra"
-Ken Kesey

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black sheep
vex the flock but
it ain't no badge of courage
still its just a fuckin' sheep
2/9/13

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those who dare
win favor of the gods
must first look them in the
eye
1/24/14

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well, I'll be a poached
flamingo
fevered bowell
skinny midnight
marmoreal & savage
mozzarella pallid

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like the werewolf
I have better things to do
than work at night-
say, labial swashbuckling
for instance

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cigar consort
escaping heavenward
"Maybelline, why can't you be true?"
her ecstatic lips
writhe with inscrutable
calligraphy,
Enlighten
Life's purchased smoke
8/17/12

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At the Flim-Flam
masquerade
the burden of sustenance
overwhelms the
appetite for discovery
6/15/07

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been a Buddha, beaten
bought and even obeyed
O baby
: : : : : : :
"Look into the mirror
of your mind
which is mahamudra
the mysterious home of the Dakini"
-Tilopa

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Owed to Ernest

Trudy kept a booth
both tooth & booty
that is all ye need
forever know

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fetching babe bones
& pursuit of the
Doom Booty
and there
the Glory of Carnival Rum
tumbled to a deleterious perfection
all told in a singular tattoo
invisible on the angel's cheek
solemnly received
in the one human tear
fallen from that
all seeing eye
7/8/09

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grafitti written on Indiana University Arboretum's bridge 3/18/2011:

"Lysergic Acid
what could be better in Spring?"

-Evidence yet for Life on Planet Earth

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my party animal
was murdered in my
sleep, however:
on the endless safari
to find another;
the ghost of the beast
still dwells within me
6/13/2010

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her marshmallow split open
& all this make-up fell out
-harvest of Portalet Farms

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dappled sunlight
fever in the flower
thirst that filled
halls of hazel hallows
fear in a handful of dust
hyacinth anniverary
:
[this abutted up against Swinburne's:

"For the glass of the years
is brittle wherein we gaze for a span; A littlle
soul for a littlle bears up this corpse which is man"]

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Zosimos,
I'm ready to return
now to the Paradise & Eve
my air, earth,
thirst & fire ascends in
the east, descends in
the west; through arctic north
and meridian south
riven awrest from
Grandmother Twilight
my blood no longer pallid
etching from my tale
leached chromatic ichors
fabulum made whole

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Poeme

mingled minutiae
with horae
Aeonic in soliloquy
A season seized
A snivel sneezed
Lips be still, shut squeezed
Hand that writes, hold
be-tremble
be teased
5/7/11

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Little Miss Flipper Britches
immerses into the sea's
secret pages
savin' her scallop shells
for a rainy day
midst the landlubbers
I really have a thing
for her. I feed her
cherries & ice cream (peach).
Hope she keeps
me around a while...

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San Blas Haiku

Garnet board
Hang nail
gently gives the finger to
old Pain in the Ass

6/16/2010

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Senseless
The taste of ash, regrown
callouses beneath the nails
all that's left of touch
climbing intangible walls
echoes of exile
retrace a path of
Bloom & thorn-
inveterate hound in the blood
have you lost the
scent,
blind & gone to seed?
11/19/11

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On Victory:
In a contest here below
there are only losers
because we are all
daubed from a confabulist's
ink.
8/2011

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when the glossary of the tongue's
stopped
a garden slug's slithery
demise, meaning-
less petroglyphs

as it ventures
like the suffering of a
wick in the lantern
we
embrace this immolation
for the sake of sputtering
and call it light?
9/2011

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cicada tremolo
jewell of the touch-me-not
virgo skinnydipping
2013

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broken fingernail
crumbling cupid
precarious
moth candelabra
old moose lost
 in a boudoir
bellow for bordello
spring/2014

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To wake w/roses
midst thickets unkempt
wild!
what wonders
we imagine we've dreamt
2/14

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why deny transition's impresse
her charged charm within our
secret mode & hieroglyph?
3/28/14

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Poet's toothpick

no mumble mouth Mr. Ed
Pegasus bit
these crumbs stuck
tween teeth

offending bit once freed
then free these crumbs
3/21/14

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Anima

To regard the goddess
each day I go
traipsing
my trollop lightly
unencumbered

reduce the arcane
arm-twisting of Death
to the still embrace
of Before & Everafter
the two arms of eternity
Spring/2014

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Walpurgisnacht offerings

the tears of frankincense
a demitasse of mead
4 honeybuttered cakes
beneath the wild rose
there in the dark
I thought to float
a votive flame in the pool
of Aphrodite
for the world burst forth awonder
2014

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O Sea Harem Hotty!
wet dreams
inner vaults, outter banks
smoked!
7/14

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the golden gates
of the Finch Pagoda
glow in the setting sun
our song ripens
7/19/14

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conquering empires of my own
bewilderment
this tale of moments unseized
while anxiety awaits
7/21/14

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old doubtfire hisself

with the jesters all gone
God jokes
I could rule the world!
8/14/14

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little ms. muppet sat on her puppet
eating her cottage cheese
along came the director who sought to correct her
by offering her lines on his knees

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sweet little candied raddish
in the honeysuckle
hummingbird undisturbed
by my lavish huckleberry outhouse
scrawl
7/21/14

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dangling lingual-berries
elude the ass
spellbound, sputtering
clinging to the Old Boy's
briefs
7/2/14

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choice cuts

no longer at the door
the beast has made a place
for itself at our table
maintain pleasant
dining conversation
12/10/14

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Belles-lettres

auto-da-fe
of grace or regret
words can't say
with holy fire her journals burn
evidence of a wondrous & unruly era
here & gone
vanished like the treachery of magic
itself
4/15/15

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True, 'tis but a cheap conjurer's trick
ending the attentions of Posterity
I gather this
 litter
gone to the Wilderness
to leave no trace
4/17/15

----------------------------------------------------

walking
we recite the cuckoo clock
to ourselves
4/17/15

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before the rosebud
rubies
spill from the Hummingbird Tavern
4/12/15

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This dark carnival
we have dragged into Springtime
-the ticket you left behind
3/31/15
               -for Art

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"Arturis sepulcrum nusquam visitur"

Arthur's grave is nowhere seen
gone to the Isle of Apples
ever-green
Merlin lingers
in-between
4/20/15

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held these wounds
to be self evident
whimpering stylus
a lifetime of inscrutable
tattoos
forgave it all to hear
throbbin
briar-rose of Springtime
2/11/15

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where the rose bit the bony beet
in exchange for some imagined
insult
the bruise that blooms sucks
sour watermelon candy
5/13/15

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Lament on the Brevity of Breaks

wicked clock
gobbled coffee so quick
nearly torched
the luscious tome too
alas unfinished
that might cool these
heated words
with jitterbug perfume
5/22/15

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old fool parked in piñata
takes crash course in
punch lines
zen & chuckles
7/15

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bitterbrief
life is too long
to be a haiku
7/24/15

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dangling from the
alley of lost continents
the monkey on your shoestring's
last tango to the outer limits
8/15

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mail order bride

He wasn't at all like she expected,
a deficiency wrapped in dog collar, bourbon & bow tie
but he played a pretty good game of miniature golf
naked in the rain
8/15

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which came first
the forest or the tree

beneath the veneer of consciousness
a profound rot
11/7/15

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walking
roadside laid waste
by the blind idiot god's bush-hog
setting free the milkweed
awaiting Monarch's wing
11/3-11/7/15

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The Wealthiest Poet & the Million Dollar Poem

No matter what you see
threading camels
your words will come
unstitched, gone
scraping through
by the skin of your teeth
weeping
11/13/15

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jihad

as the bow of the new moon
aims at the seething light of the failing year
a paradise empties
mourning there may never be
but a twilight of houris lingers, bereaved
unable to hold those warriors lost
to the endless night
11/14/15

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Old Goat

nuzzling nymphs
on the threshold of heaven
bluebirds
toss the meager salad of his scalp
another unrepentant Last Supper
12/9/15