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it is really wrong and somehow so right the focus the sheer attention is the problem it is like there are ghosts everywhere the split betwee...

I like this like how he says it low low low a star falls a strange giraffe falls oh a grassy place it seems shallow so shallow I don't u...

the man the other man has information about Death he writes the information inside his shoe so that foreign agents will not read it on his f...

i amphire floats in jugs skink wild skink again twink oh the horticult the twi lite the haughty cult your glooking photosynth underneath the...

the dispossessed of Italy die young of heart disease struggling rootless far from home their hearts die quickly the overt reasons are all ov...

the English would kill and be killed everywhere —Simon Schama let us go to the thing and remonstrate so they arched a devilling lever of the...

may your heart be free and wilful violet bell-flowers, what little scruffs vetch, what dead ground the nurse-hogs clean my skin forest ...

there's no sense pretending it's better than it is lie there and die in your last lucid moments you look around bewildered a wild sp...

the fearsome saint puts the gun barrel in the mouth of the winged horse [it takes two poets at least to make one whole human] what is 't...

(to Lee Krasner and Dorothea Tanning) (look again look how the world is all alive with beanflies) (start playing) (where you used to be/clin...

the first sensation is of invasion by powerful toxins that feels like an earthquake the organism shuts down a little and then a shuddering t...

imagine if they did that how disapproving you would be figure yourself leaping down rivers a man enters your door and steals your keys a man...

one could imagine it anyway the settling in the invasion the colonization of melody the meme life the not actual of virus half-strife blacke...

in the border by the school railing the wild plants suddenly look like machine parts such is their depth of field so vivid are they in this ...

the teeth that started all this are now gone those teeth were not real teeth the man who leaned in with all of his heft applied to the luxat...

(the thing is they watch you do it they know nothing of deep play if you do it so casually then what exactly what? how would you tell them s...

at this point he feels that he should have a word with himself he feels like a vampire an oupire a thing that wakes up and wonders what warf...

cows fell from the sky they landed on Japanese fishing vessels killing sailors somehow demons in the form of cows had fallen/descended from ...

the woman who is also an elephant treads soft with her feet of cloud a siren sounds bells ring a tree blows over in the high winds the woman...

imagine that they lit fires under the cameras the air shimmered in the bathrooms the brushes run down the boys run down their teeth half-don...

in which the nominated foolish things are rather more banal-cones glass theory joins me now interpolated sticky tape what counts AS parapher...

you have awoken with glasses a small animal on your belly a barrier a field of pain has grown between you and your neighbours you stopped wi...

typewriter red wine lightshade full of dead flies fedora heroin braces paper morse code rubber leather wetsuit imminent disaster tarot leafl...

splashwho is Aristotle in a lagoon in a bath of mercury in a hat sipping squid wine sloe squid wine how remarkable his cruelty his unknowing...

he is bigger and fatter he launches himself with all the vivid motion of his projections he blames me for himself but I get out of his way a...

the pain is a thick mess of sensations of tangled images of family of sensory data all focused into a single beat through the skull it is co...

so you say, but really? the brother the sister the wedding the onslaught the alcoholism the Red Bull laced with Vodka the grasping the attem...

the uncle has died the top hat the high hat the cartwheeling avuncular aunt in her/his sleeps the last lap before Runcorn and Rainhill he ha...

there now that's a strange thing a child like that wandering alone in the rain with no dog the man is ill and does not wear a hat he sta...

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on the borscht flats a little red/black day-flying moth ascends in a tangle the spikes of sandgrass as though a metaphor of flight of ascent...

some dogs it was that even under the watch of their and his master must have strayed but no one knows but only that they died the strong and...

all of the subluxation that hits slow with the elbow even more or less in your mouth his mouth our mouths breaking the ligaments that connec...

ugh from over the far morbay that blackback starkfells into spluts of early birdscold a monstrous inching inthing that ingrew in lifts of ...

I intervened between a man and woman last night somewhere there in the gazelle-haze at 3am I went out in my dressing gown with a chair leg I...

north and south and east of the field the whopwhop bird plaints low the modern idea of freedoms who could no longer control themselves ........

he is inside that glass it froths and looks like it might just spill over not much just a small drool down the glass but he is in there bang...

Liverpool 1968 full of holes and the ectoplasm leaks through the holes gluing us all down the entries and alleyways why are these years now ...

during the later Triumphs the office workers on the canyon walls poised their fingers over the empty buttons ready to dump the contents of t...

THE BURNING GORGEOUS : seven 21st century poets anthology is now available. I have 40 pages in this anthology, and I am privileged to be in...

what Iggy doesn't make clear is that The Passenger happens in slowmotion I think these are quaaludes and we are floating everything is o...

whaT ISA fillmore east? dissociate vida tricolon into the other revolution icast ica ico knitwear knitwear drop't so it drop't from ...

his breath talked to the switchblade...he dropped Ali on the last parasite—William Burroughs if I could reach out and touch you realise you ...

these thoughts do not even feel as though they begin here their beginning is all of mystery and nowhere would you not as I would give all th...

let me not have lived in vain—Tycho Brahe Alle of this day has been of Flowers but I elect Murder as a better pastime have you forgotten us ...

despite being the biggest organ yet built in England —Radio 4 no no it is paler for the dryness not greener and if a grass snake could be d...

kill your mother with an old-fashioned telephone box London 1965 raise it high the river roars listen listen watch her agog as she descends ...

slask slash i mean you und me it is chicago i mean leeds i have you here delicate as ice the way forward the way baby baby we are now no lon...

At any rate I can safely say that there is not a petticoat in the whole history —H Rider Haggard Wow you've got a very clean inbox! —Win...

the man walks in the house I don't mean into he doesn't crash he is already in and walking in the woman looks out of the window then...

it is 3am and I am banging on the bongoes there is a sort of darkness but I am banging on the bongoes bang bang bang I go on the old linden ...

I can't do anything with this woman I can't shape her she just is I don't know if I can deal with it my head has become a wild c...

you who will never learn anything you anarchist you waterfall how can you be your mother all over like that she is also beautiful and waywar...

you are seven years old and you often cry still you wear yellow pyjamas your brother hugs you and takes off your shoes he is mischievous ...

so sweetly tonight the light —tomorrow .

(I would were I not subjunctively consumed by the waste/waist such consumption is the province of raMpaging male hippoi between which and th...

me and you looking at chimpanzees grimacing a little examining lizards fuck looking at each other, wondering the sun coming up agreeing with...

the trains always come in like this now dead and slow and black almost identical to how they went out almost something happens out there the...

studies suggest that two thirds of us would like to have them out with a blow to the head —the process is called soil-liquefaction—it is the...

the therapy is dramatised as a game in which the analyst outwits the clientess small forms scatter from her aura one believes that it is pos...

Thou shalt commit adultery— King James Bible, first edition 1611 not everyone is entitled to an opinion if a stranger down some dark side ro...

a fine man who came from Portugal that fell in a river well this fine man a thing came over him started wearing a hat and not going out on S...

Far off in drowsy valleys/Where the meadow saffrons blow —WB Yeats Meadow Saffron: all parts of this species are deadly poisonous. Do not co...

please say ack ack ack to the folks that I knew we'll meet again outside the rainhouse he showers in floods things ain't what they b...

through the glass prismatic the light the shudder the skein off the table into the wall the smoke the cable the arch of the jug jug somethin...

a bad/bad thing what blew windows in Facebook : this name felt an earthquake Facebook : today I found myself while washing a tree Facebook :...

it was me that shot those two old guys walking home down Lawkholme Lane last Saturday in the rain I want to confess I sat there gawking at t...

I am almost sure that an invisible man keeps entering my house I hear him ascending the stairs I almost see him standing there saying nothin...

staring at the back of the guy's head in front as we ride up into the mountains he keeps turning around pretending to cough he is an old...

so she walks out of the bus station just before the bus blows up she sits behind some guy with spots on his neck she's going somewhere f...

when no one else can understand me when everything I do is wrong fuck this is someone else's song you yes I mean you are a turtle flappi...

imagine this wild shit then you and your brother in the trees, how you howl and squawk then a tiger runs up and grabs you all around the wai...

if I had ever known my father I would like to have embraced him before sticking a gun in his mouth I think anchovies can't jump, but I d...

look I got a ton of shit I brought it in on a yacht I am in a carpark by myself at 2am you want it or not? one ton of shit you want it? I am...

this love of the dead I look down your top every chance I get as though the memory might sustain me as though I might store it as I fly into...

hugged little faces in blue adventure —wild TV light .

I forget myself and devolve into diary poetry. That's sort of okay. It's a function anyway. Means you are sort of alive. But poetry ...

today I don't feel you out there like you are a book that fell from the hand of a sleeper you and the story lights out— Brer Rabbit look...