Noun that I've been watching (2)

Copy.
That it might snow, that various acts
(combining) might s
low into a new
ensemble.

The words together form a thought.

This is experience again, only . . .

Purple light evaporates
(the act of letting go)
(in letterpress)

(the act of being no color at all)

Impressionable children manufacture dialogue that is really monologic.

There.

jukka-pekka kervinen & jim leftwich

coffee pup
deep snit
bight cliff
lipid deem
pip bough






matte crud
batty leap
far pleat
fetch mote
creed etch

noun that I've been watching (1)

hemp appears on matte finito. on account of something you won't back. there might be something we could (you could) haul. maybe a twist of locomotion or the divots left from scratch just yesterday. as a matter of enlistment we will not conjoin our fears or our anxieties. you used to be a fun commandment. now I poise myself repelling poison. it is fitted to a box that holds the knitting where it mops the suffixes. a bleaching would be finer wood than correspondence. let us pray. the day we vent our gracious trance we jimmy locks and send upholstery to have it stitched into a single broad delivery. he mimes infallible young conversation. there are rocks to spin into a picture window. there are safeguards. and a mode of fanning flames no one has set. emotion has to be a sickness overlaying fact. she has to rake the cinders now leave her alone. I'll introduce you. I'll make it plain how you're connected in the future. I will braid your locks together and when speaking I will speak in twin text to you both. in view of the conjunction that coordinates, I'll check with father and will generate repeated grace for you to watch affect your individual storehome of same. it is a little while until the whittling has to have material. for now this paper ought to do. we could eliminate our suffering. we could lampoon every waking bet. we could afford spare selves. we could be generous and tame. we could effete our way to glorificamos te if only if again.

10.28.07

at the overpass, a comb with weight trims
sleeves that ounce upon the left arm patching.

ache is done alone before reporting
to the effigies in swift uniform.

arhythmia continues to amass
unworthy stones elapsing side by side.

fragmentia stalls charge of contempt of
practice regulations stiff and silent.

at a moment's nacho fibrillation
tacks reach westerly dimensions face first.

left-hANDed treasure (reassure)

weft hinder
the sea square
habitat unless
this moon
forays down
sugar at a time
when depth
collapses onto
abs and withering
spoonectices
yes reasons flourish
where the divans
curl their wagging
shadows near un
founded repertoires
kept on stilts
in front of
roundelays where
pores release
what lies
at center

he called. her personality. unfit for zesting.

chance o(o)ps
c(raft) their way
th(rough) occurrences
wrenched out of
scratch (t)horns
(locked)
and she pumped
dread that lingered
in mid-air

he said she had a lot
(of personality) be
cause she never used
any. he saw her
before a mirror. lacking
name serial number one
(perchance).

she was (he said) her own
rodeo. rider and bull both.
he would watch if he were
free. he was not free.
he noticed though.
he thought.
he thought he saw.
something.