31st, from Gashound

The name is not to be used

even when/if

Bug-eyed and

Green. (and the son's head right next to this)

From the hand to the wrist.

Her mother was sure that she was thinking about her body as she looked at her, as they sat down together

("Don't forget your body in

All those chemicals."

Unwed and wailing)

The end of the surface, able to penetrate deeply enough.

The storm destroying, the storm destroying.

Artificial and superficial

Scarlet

What is taken but never given

...an advent from the far reaches of nowhere that arrives unexpected and barely understood.

From all the way down the hall

a caveat seeking

the impression through always

 "Her dreams are everywhere."

She could assess because she possessed

So thoroughly

("In Advance of the Broken Arm," so thoroughly spoken.)

as apparatus wherewith

produced simultaneous

Horizontal parallelogram

"How copying must transcend the giant hunchback, his strange gait, his lack of prospect, his deformation," announced the Empyrean

Unbroken biological antiquity

Fanatical pleasure and the leg

Always displayed, "Yet as it turns out, this ancient forest sanctuary is more threatened under democracy and independence than it was during seven centuries of monarchs and dictators..."

everyone cares for beauty quickly...

Don't want what you aren't supposed to have.

Brilliant in honeycombs

Lemon yellow, such a long time ago.

The sunrise as seen

By the broken-armed gardener of Eden (& him the guardian of that light)

"What does one do in paradise?" asks the gardener, a heretic of powerful belief. "Or is there some other way of existence?" was her response. The snake became an arrow and she claimed her arrow for her heart.

The number of heresies at this juncture is legion. If even or ever the wind blows (it is never accidental)

He was no longer

a pilgrim waiting for the sunset.

No one can afford

Anything, there is no more bread in the breadbox.

even hairy legs and beards,

no sharp metals

Sequel! Sequel! Sequel!

Encore!

2.

Ancient black magician

Touches geometrically and traces algebraically across a few years, through known and unknown vortex

All knowledge comes too late. She is at the center and they kill in her name.

Pointed toward the bottom

Well balanced at the top

&a cherry on top, always a cherry on top.

Radical ghost copy,

Hid in the forest dark (& low)

Until the clouds pass

The bag he carried, dark mouthed

Through the desert

Super sister grand magi;

The Firestarter...that tadpole died right before he did, to himself, when he was a boy.

burning down the wall...

Discovering or finding beautiful and wild women who know the earth, the ground, the soil.

In this way

The light &the dark

are mirrors, are a mirror

Reversals occur, in rhythm rhythmically

3.

made the One real to the Many...

perhaps more real, because

cleaner, brighter, newly reliable

Fountains

(& shovels, spades)

Last-minute changes were a statement of facts "which could never mislead anyone"

"It shows a wide, endless expanse of sky, under it a stormy sea, and in the foreground a strip of white sand, along which the darkly shrouded figure of a hermit is seen... The sky is clear and indifferently calm. There is no storm, no sun, no moon and no thunder. Yes, even a thunderstorm would be a consolation and pleasure, for then one would see some kind of movement and life. There is not even a sea monster to be seen on the endless sea. And on the shore in the sand there is not even one blade of grass, Nothing. Which makes the loneliness of the scene all the more grim and desolate."

- The Romantic

Referring to the uniform color of the sky, which does not apply to the present State*.

"The waves sparkling gently in the light of the waxing moon & the faint glitter of the morning star

In the night...

How long will they survive?"

Was more the truth

Of the matter

Of survival

"Indeed, if one were

To paint this landscape

with its own chalk and water

I believe one could reduce the foxes and wolves to tears, which is without a doubt

The highest form of praise!"

"My body could have been made better by a bad artist drawing in the dark."

4.

Mortal vulnerabilities which could doom our entire infrastructure

Once-inconceivable calamity

Then the calamity immortalized in bronze, on horseback,

One inch every ten years

(in the long room

Of the temple/gallery:)

Descriptive circles

Conspiring to undermine and destabilize immense masses

Against a primitive and unrelenting foe

Whose ultimate strength is its ability to endurefrom the Winter void

the wall eater

approaches since he’s been gone

(the snow made higher than the wall,

a ramp, a wedge,

and then walked up,

snow broke

the fall on the other side)

door with no handle and mask with no face

beneath the window, night passes with two suns

embedding themselves in the canyon

protected against loss by deep placement

Looking behind the mirror.

…and as much as it could hurt it did.

THE END

P.S.

let's leave that over there.

the extra wheat where it belongs

(corn and grain and bread and meat and eggs and roots and...)

not even $2.11 or 21 months

30th

...or had the palace moment already existed?
Ruin on veins of marble
"it's the site of a baptism you know, the universal marvel."
plastered with feathers, the volume of her laugh
Increased drastically with familiarity,
Somewhere ripe in tease,
She formulates, taken up into the domes of baroque begs to be entered for its depth and touched
for its bodiliness
She moves between the borders,
Upon feasts and misfortune
"just as much, if not more."
Skeleton of topography, a vivid space
Looking there too
 to nor even know the extent of their glances, but how the hips do come together, in maturation
The feathers joined

Sustained desire, endless hunger, confidence and enthusiasm

Information - Feedback
Interpretation - Participation -Attention - Experience
(swift invisible glance
Toward desire)
lived on the future
Laughed too much
Though they were
Far more complex than who they may have desired or listed after & toward


Confronted by eagles,
and then fossils, ornamented by time (heat and pressure)
the diamond won.
Hands clasped, not in prayer; but to conceal erect nipples.
Which was a kind of prayer
She watched them, and wondered, wondering
"But how much is fantasy worth?" asked the Watcher
"doing his thing," that he's a winner. Otherwise who needs him?

&thus he was named a "dangerous enemy" of the establishment
An enthusiastic gospel following the inviting and encounter
Of a feeling
(veiled with vestiges of the past)
The tongue is tone-sure
Later they will restore it, it lives by it's legend, not by anything else.
Require Features

She waited but he did not arrive
She was reminded of her father's departure and enquired about his destination.
She true to conceal one of her eyes.
Majestic proportions and classic objects
Put in a frame, so as not to cause any interference or distortion. Eventually, anyway despite, they were dancing in the museum's ruins
Naked in the rotunda
Exalted space of first delight, between huge columns
Supporting the collapsed
Ceiling, why it had to happen, Forge of unmistakable expectation
(Four walls, light coming in from above, two doors, one for those (fortunes)coming in, the other for those going out.)
Earthy sounds from marble chords
& the sky's revelation a chorus!
"Therefore we have finally built real walls."

"Can you declare that your longings have found permanent embodiment?"
Cravings without apologies, transformation through matter and will. Spiraling as though toward
The center of a labyrinth
the monumental frame for ineffable rituals

"Was it like burnt candy? Or like rotten cake?" getting on the train
Sleeping on the wild grass
Through binoculars, acquire
Instinct from time immemorial, at the equinox.
There is red in the eyes and a reddening of sensitive fleshes, at the equinox. Feeding and feeding, raw and tender...
Heard through the walls and savages drinking blood from the center-pole, at the equinox.
Imperial invading armies
& sleeping on the ground, in the dirt.

...and many of them are dancers ("Well you may be a lover, but you ain't no dancer!")
Aren't they? "Aren't they just."
Revealed simply the back
Or mass with momentum, or suddenly until a bounce
(and he, continually looking away
and for good reason)

...did not live to see the fulfillment of his darkest predictions...

tunneled completely through

the apple, what have you

and left wanting,

a sky above and below

through a microscope into the cells, into the atoms even,

so what?

“the ten children,” she said

“and another one on the way, that makes eleven.”

“Are you two studying?”

dirty & hairy, thank you

a door opened suddenly, let the young girls scream

muddy saliva

until the hourglass is broken

Long Ritual

not fallen, but disappeared

and observed, through the water

to the bottom.

Their hair was poorly cut and they were very angry

so they lit it on fire. (whatever)

“Are they the same in both locations?

The same device? There.”

horned beast, tear the silver into sheets

as long as the arm or as long as the body, as long as the being

asmany years

as many hairs

each one a sheet, a plane, not a line

the dream of the roaming herd, the field dreaming

the nets must be larger until

the face and the obscuration, twice as large

cooked twice

the most she had ever been told by another man

to associate the right things correctly.

The wolves were in the church, or the castle

great snarling beasts, teeth gnashing,

tangle wood, the bracken and the briar

long tongues dangling, hanging. And they panting with effort of destruction and devouring

blood, saliva, inconsiderate, all thrones toppled

corners broken, torn paper, grand carnivores!

with a fist and claws

“Does something move? Is there actually something that moves, from here to there? Like a paper airplane?”

lessons of sphinx cliffs

contact,

end the

end the

bless you angry desperate children

courageous and honorable you are

(with breast torn and eyes burning,

with bandanas and flags and banners

idealism and hope,

captured in the street, captured in the night,

broadcast full of eggs and grabbed

& the flag raised

& the flag raised

& the flag rose, victory rose

“Coordinate as many things at once as possible at all times!”

reveille for radicals