Wednesday, January 30, 2019

Drum skin reading the sky
tugging threads of armor
over a freckled slab of stone
pool of melted bones
lighting flares in transparent feet
a skyscraper gravestone
where magnets link hands
and flush souls into the depths.

Radiant forehead fractured by blue lines.
Spastic beings shoveling cold subways
to a plastic slide.
Floors falling through the feathery ascent.
Mud turning to glass in a besieged antenna.

Emptiness climbing numbers
up a drifting cathedral
the blueprints in a lightning stroke
the vaulting of imprisoned form
for imprisoned form.

Tuesday, January 29, 2019

Kings of the shelf
and the twisting wind
layer of sparks
suited in glimmering plastics
past the sea of toppled tree trunks
past miles of slotted ooze
waffle iron lines
on a painted duck
a plume of water in a workman's belt
a handstand on speckled girders
above the furnace of the cabinet's file
in a glaze of lipstick and cement
an octopus of skulls
flossing with electric wire.

Monday, January 28, 2019

Limbs across the peak
of a wrenching divide,
bricked-over eyes
pouring ribbon trails
through steaming masonry.

Painted hair stuck
to an inky brain,
the torso a twanging boomerang,
each blood vessel
a roller coaster car.

Marks of shovel and claw
turning green in gashed red plastic
oil gushing from abandoned media
in wadded-up leather cemeteries,
forks of dark grey steam
tapping a crowded lung.

High-backed chairs facing
rivulets of moss
on a cracked and spackled wall
antennae scraping a fluorescent dish
a steeple's ceiling,
the rope of a disintegrated bell.

Sunday, January 27, 2019

High roads and salted crystal highways
roped-off doors glinting painted rubber handles,
prints on land and prints on steam
stickers and silk screens
of dissolving mountains,
a dim couch in a hot-lit hall
the massaged vapors
still creeping over a futuristic desk
in some locked attic,
wood skull's interior
poked by the motion of stars
and the reproduced music.
A luminescent figure
topped with tits
steam robes fluttering
over the graveyard
long rooted fangs
in the gelatin of spinning earth
partitioned lands' split melon shells
barbed wire's painted fingers
lakeside pool's stacked pyramid of pines
network of airport railways
glinting light through
the rust overhead.

Friday, January 25, 2019

There's a turner's falls
for every square inch
of this earth.
A web of blood that joins
the outskirt thicket's
reaching hands.
The holy transfer of eyes
to a peak of ice,
a ridge of blades,
a blank flag.
Landscape flapping
on a punctured screen
sliding concrete walls.
Graffiti hearts landing
on a sodden doorstep.
Glass cages bunched together
on the beaten ground.
A suitcase of scarves and cars
unmercifully kicked open.

Thursday, January 24, 2019

Sky repaired by roving drones
shy minerals and accidents
a path carved through the arm of earth
punching a quartz wall
outlines of an elegant past
on the printed rock
sending out tendrils and feelers
from the stirred heart of mercury
twilight dripping with fangs in a tilted mirror
shocked eyes of the refrigerated body
lid's gaze of the staring scalpel
the written gold of jawbone
re-scripted on a turning wheel.

Monday, January 21, 2019

Rows of bushes roped together
on a hillside's back
adding muscle to skeleton
for astral nudes
curves and light bulbs
breaking soapy chains
the barbed convergence
of competing darknesses
teeth rattling on the dock
like a necklace
webs in crater mouths
a gum-chewing crevasse
pushing thicket branches
white building's yellow edge
and purple steeple
red crucifix of eyes
a crane's neck stabbing a rock wall
shovel scoop drowned
at the mountain's feet
the whiskers of machinery
dragging a limp mirror
clenched rolling pin
and immovable brass bench
scene oiled by burnt skin cells
the camera's body of thatched grass.

Thursday, January 17, 2019

The stage slithers to my feet.
Everybody wants their god
to touch me first.
Hot globes of flesh dripping
with smashed brains.
Trays of bright alfalfa
slipping through a cracked door.

Strung-up legs in the eye
of a planted camera.
Vine-spun air winding
around a coffee table,
catching light in skulls.

Walls chalk foundations
with sliding autopilot
zagging the brief skin's
latchkey octopus of fingers
searching attic ribs.

Tuesday, January 15, 2019

A huge skeleton under the forest
dancing heat to the veins of moss
on a screen of rock.

Bones ragged with maps
crossing the divided air.
Paths in valleys of hardened sap
shimmering far and raw
on the distant earth.

Aisles between crates
multiplying in the scaffold's ribs.
Brightness parting the metal sheaves
that guard the ceiling's birth.
Slick wood littered with mouths
snaking trunks and knotholes.

Mass rising with a chain of caves
and a man's head in golden ware.

Monday, January 14, 2019

Honey on tar curves
a cracked lens in the peaks of the hills
swamp to the roots of wooden walls
crinkled hair on quartz
shining a black elbow;
triangle chunks of soil
bleeding tusk light.

The lid on things worn and discarded
wearing thin beneath the planetary tide.
Forked rivers cold slashing the sand blankets
towering leafy limbs and rock waste
cones and vegetable twine
vinegar eyes watching through
the creased and wrinkled floorboards.
The mind is a bridge on fire.
Bumpers are in the clouds,
decorating rocks, on the salad.
Pepper speckled with water
broadcasting voices and eyelids.
Thimbles of edible paint on the
lashing tongue, leaking into the body.
Bones touching scarred wood
on an altar of strings and gashes,
a curling frame that piles hair
to break metal.

Sliding knife tables
the puppetry of living layers
open on the cutting board.

Teeth nipping at the tendon
of the great arch
that unites the double-sided heavens.

Worm on the bread of dusk
to touch the singing lights.

Wednesday, January 09, 2019

In the hurricane's whirlpool
of trees and manufactured things,
an eye is linking bodies
in the sight of unknown worlds.

Highways drifting like plasma lockets
in the surf of competing skies.
Grains of sand that vomit condominiums.
Hoops of starlight making a lasso
for my bones.

Tape dragging the reel
over a long hill.
Boulders bursting
on the bulb of atmosphere,

the paint of dust with blood
rings of the old orbit resurrecting
tender wires through a maze of
phallic antiques.

Monday, January 07, 2019

Out on a glued limb leaking glass
frame corners cracked in two tear ducts
satin sashes vacated on floating sofas
heel stamp half flattened tubes
on the wide tin pipes
that grow to the underside of roads
iron spoken to red paint faces
reflecting in the spines and shadows
the carve of blood through creaking wharves
the run of a projecting surface
shaping vision to follicle fresh from blade
the snubbed orgasm
trickling waves of bark
to bend the leafy veins.
Dyed by the moving hills
trail hen pecked by tiny meteors
coat hangers falling on tinted snow
and the cardboard boxes of meaning
touched by the dark lands.

High folders radiant with marks
in the disintegrating kingdom.
Hands folded in parenthesis
on an ember that sticks.

Friday, January 04, 2019

Split walkways flowing
over a fallen sun,
lamp posts bent toward
encircling mountain ranges.

Shale banks leaking torpedoed jeans,
sandy fingers packing the air
with specks of reflective glass.
The naked stowaway of earth
benched body guzzling foam
in a hosiery of smoke and eyelashes.

The curve of a granite arse
nicking pages of linoleum.

Blade's necklace of diamonds
clicking jaws on the face
of a refrigerator door.

A trash bucket singing to heights
as it bumps the slate canal.
A cage of hair
pulling a whirlwind of bones
paint cold on the tools and the tar
suffering lunar rain
sap-stuck attic handles
lighting up grey dust
hooks in frozen rivers
from tightening chains
file folders wet with printed blood
that the orbits do not cool
a cycle of shrinking screws
at the bottom of a plastic cup.

Wheels on a shingled roof
follow surging wings
weight takes off
over the milk-sprayed forest hills.
Spiralling throat-sewn injected water
leaking shadow homes
blocks and buttons stamping
independent bodies with rusted blades.

Wednesday, January 02, 2019

When the fire of autumn fused with my bones
roads floated like balloon snakes
airport lakes pushed bubbles of soap
to the kitchen counter shore
where circuits move through earth
on bent lines.

Hillside fires and sliding horizons
the shutting of crucifix doors.
benches' fingerprinted cups
twitching a crooked filter.

Waterfalls on stone
at the root's edge
spouting ferns
and trailing ravished vines.
Half shadow half man
in the terror of a shaven mirror
ducking under elongated swerving pipes
in a sanctuary of water and metal
light through low windows
ringed cages and the crack of prancing bones
steps outlined on a flinch of milk
crying molecular beams to a church of branches
where some swimming hand
stacked the wrinkles of a put-out cigarette
plates in gilded coils and flat embroidery
ceiling aflame with hair and roving nostrils
eyes heavenward piercing plaster
guy's outline on a curl of snake
where the puddle caves in
and the paved floor glistens.