words are animals 

attempts to communicate can be strained, morse code machines explode in fits of dots & dashes – she thinks in binary, a series of 1’s and 0’s – never-ending 
– all words are animals we shepherd into order – 
no calculator can calculate the amount of time we have spent thinking –

37 comments

  1. multiplemichael

    HEY BABY BIRD—THOUGHTS ARE NOT INTERACTIVE DIALOGUES
    THAT KIND OF THINKING IS MORE LIKE LEMONADE
    REAL THINKING IS PAINTED BLACK AND TRAVELS IN PURE DARKNESS
    THE GUYS AT THE POOLHALL ARE CONVINCED THAT OVERLAPPING MENTAL MONOLOGUES CONSTITUTE
    THINKING
    REPETITIVE PHRASES OUT OF CONTEXT
    DISEMBODIED VOICES EVERYWHERE
    LIFE IS AN EXERCISE IN ISOLATION

    Like

  2. multiplemichael

    DR FRANKENSTEIN WAS INTRIQUED BY YOUR
    HORIZONTAL STANCE ON ROMANCE
    ONE CAN NEVER BE TOO COMFORTABLE
    THOUSANDS OF CONE-CUP BRAS
    AND BIKINI BOTTOMS
    FILL YOUR SPARE BEDROOM
    WOMEN WHO DESPERATELY
    WANTED TO BE FREE
    TO BE RESPONSIVE TO YOUR TOUCH
    ——————————————————-
    ——————————————————-
    A HALF ROTTING CORPSE
    THROWN INTO A BIBLICAL CHILLI
    NUCLEAR BLAST BABY
    *a fake crucifixion and a red pepper

    Like

  3. multiplemichael

    SNORTING METH PURCHASED IN THE PARKING LOT
    OF THE CENTRAL MARKET IN PULSBO, WA
    WHILE SITTING ON A BENCH
    IN KENSINGTON GARDENS
    THINKING ABOUT A HALF ROTTING CORPSE
    THROWN INTO A BIBLICAL CHILLI
    ANXIETIES BOILED DOWN
    THE DETECTIVES HAD NO CLUE
    CLARINETISTS SENDING AUMQUE FAKE POETRY
    THE NORTH OF ENGLAND CRIPPLED
    FLARF AND DOLLAR STORE ALLEGORY
    CHEWING A PLATE OF SEASONED CORPSE
    “I LIKES TO EAT WHAT I KILL”
    REWARD A GOOD SIN

    Like

  4. multiplemichael

    SNORTING METH AND HUNG UP ON PUNCTUATION
    ————WORDS MISSPELLED—————-
    CORRECT BUT MISTAKENLY CORRECTED
    TOO HIGH TO SPELL
    BIZARRELY HIGH
    LIFE BOTH LEGIBLE AND ILLEGIBLE
    PEOPLE TALKING ABOUT HURTING OTHER PEOPLE
    HOSTILE KINDS OF VIOLENCE
    INNOCENT VICTIMS JACK EVERYTHING UP
    SHOOT A PUNK IN THE BACK OF THE HEAD
    BROUGHT UP TO DATE BABY BIRD
    SHOOT ANOTHER PUNK
    HE’LL NEVER WALK AGAIN
    LOOKING FOR SOMEONE HEALTHY
    FRESH MEAT—TWO-LEGGED MEAT
    “I LIKES TO EAT WHAT I KILL”

    Like

  5. multiplemichael

    LIFE IS FULL OF CORROSIVE ERRORS
    DETECTIVES WITH HANDGUNS
    HAVING NEVER READ AN ENTIRE BOOK
    YOU CAN NEVER REPAIR AN ADULT
    IGNORANT OF BOOK LEARNING
    ———————————————————-
    KILLING A GOAT TO SURVIVE
    STREET SMARTS
    OKAY
    BUT I LIKE THE GOOD LIFE
    MY BOAT TO HAVE A LARGE SAIL
    POETRY WITHOUT MAZES
    ———————————————————–
    AUMQUE PERMITTING CHARLIE ZERO
    TO PUT PILLOW CASES ON HIS PILLOWS
    SORRY BOYS
    GUSHING FANCIES OF ENDEARMENT
    SCHOOLBOYS IN SHORT PANTS
    JUST AIN’T MY TICKET

    Like

  6. multiplemichael

    NO MATTER WHAT
    SOME KIND OF SQUIRREL ASS SYNTAX
    POETRY WITH TRANSLATIONS
    QUIRKY POETRY
    RIDDLES
    THE MUSIC OF LANGUAGE
    THE SMELL OF SWEET WORDS
    DOCTOR MEDICINE ONLY GOES SO FAR
    GOOD METH MAKES IT THE FOURTH OF JULY
    GOT THE DEVILS ALL AGITATED
    WILL I SLIP AND FALL ?
    *you called me, Snidely Whiplash

    Like

  7. multiplemichael

    PEOPLE DISOWNING CONFESSIONS
    ———–DISAVOWAL——————–
    ROMANTIC ABSURDITY IN POETRY
    THE FRAIL POET IN NEED OF MILK
    READERS NERVOUS ABOUT NOAH’S ARK
    THAT RELIGIOUS BLOWPIPE
    SLEIGHT OF HAND
    SODOMY

    Like

  8. multiplemichael

    A GOOD TIME IN A LONG TIME
    A VIOLENT VIRGINAL CREATURE
    PHOTOGRAPHS OF THE FUTURE EVE
    STACKS OF PHOTOGRAPHS
    A HUMAN WITH AN IMAGE
    LOVE SLOWLY DESTROYS THE BEAUTY
    HEAVEN LEAKS OFF LEAVING CRACKS
    THE DEATH MASK OF EVE SMILING
    EVIL WITHOUT MEASURE

    Like

  9. multiplemichael

    THE OBITUARY SENT OUT
    “EVE, THE WIFE OF ADAM DEAD”
    APPARENTLY DEATHLESS DIES
    CLUES ABOUT THE LACK OF A CHILDHOOD
    THE VAUDEVILLE SIDE OF EDEN
    SPIRITUAL AND SECULAR SEX
    RECYCLED VAGINA

    Like

  10. multiplemichael

    DADDY WITH HIS UKELELE
    LIKES TO STRUM IT DAILY
    SHOUTS AND GROWLS
    VULGAR DOUBLE-ENTENDRE
    DILUTED POETRY
    REAL THINKING PAINTED BLACK TWICE
    CONVERSATIONAL POETRY
    SENSITIVITY AND BUOYANCY
    BACK IN TOWN BABY BIRD
    COMEDIC PERSONALITY PLUS

    Like

  11. multiplemichael

    WHY DO YOU NEVER WRITE POETRY
    ABOUT NOAH’S SISTER?
    LUNGS FULL OF WATER
    AND YET, RESURRECTED
    OF COURSE, SHE WAS BARREN
    BUT THAT WAS A POSITIVE
    A BIT BLURRED PERHAPS
    LOOSENING THIGHS
    HUNGRY EYES

    Like

  12. multiplemichael

    I SAW YOU FALL TO BENDED KNEE
    LIPS QUIVERING
    AT CHEAP MOTELS
    YOU SIGNED IN AS ELVIS PRESLEY
    A TINY BIRD
    TOOT TOOT BABY BIRD
    LATER YOU WOULD GAIN THE WATTAGE
    SENTIMENTAL OPTIMISM
    BOTH BOOTLEG AND REAL

    Like

  13. multiplemichael

    THE IMPACT OF LOOSENING THIGHS
    —–INTERROGATIVE DADDY
    NATURAL PLAYFULNESS
    TURNED DARE-DEVIL ROMANCE
    THE STAIN OF BLOOD
    MULTIPLE-FLASHLIGHTS
    FORCES OF DISORDER
    RANDOM BOMBARDMENT
    ALONE ON THE HONEYMOON

    Like

  14. multiplemichael

    MANY READERS PONDER WHY YOU WERE ALONE
    ON THE HONEYMOON
    YOU SAID THAT YOU WAS MOTIVATED BY
    CONSCIOUSLY CHOSEN GOALS
    SELF-ACTUALIZATION AFTER MARRIAGE
    FULL FOCUS ON EXTRINSIC CONDITIONS
    BEYOND BOREDOM AND ANXIETY
    HANKERING FOR SEX

    Like

  15. eatmorewords

    returned from the wilderness
    in the shadow of a castle behind the wall of wi-if I saw wolves in sheeps clothing
    – mechanical movements moved me miles
    – days of hunger
    – no news from the hinterland
    – the satellites feed back the images of the honeymoon – Russian cosmonauts had a good laugh

    (Russian laughter sounds like off key jazz)

    Like

  16. multiplemichael

    RUSSIAN LAUGHTER
    WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME A RUSSIAN LAUGHED ?
    PERHAPS—ARPEGGIATED DETOURS IN THE DARK
    PINING MELODIES FROM SITTING ON THE THRONE
    ODDLY ELASTIC RHYTHM DROPS
    CHING-CHING-A-CHINGING
    MYSTERY MEAT AND SAUCE
    *royalty have tiny parachutes on their globs

    Like

  17. multiplemichael

    AN AUDACIOUS ATTENTION GRABBER
    SOLO DADDY WITH HIS HEAD ON FIRE
    A LOVELY FINISH TO A SNAIL’S PACE
    HONEYMOON NIGHT DVD
    BRUSHFIRE ON THE TOP
    MOURNFUL—-GORGEOUSLY INTIMATE
    *printed on the dvd sleeve:
    “laughably engrossing solo”

    Like

  18. eatmorewords

    the laughter & the smell of boiled beef & rotting teeth
    floated down corridors
    linoleum floors
    creaking doors
    a sound not much heard – the sound often caught in Stalinist era moustaches – muffled like a silencer – the old ways
    the anthems written for better times
    – there is still no jazz
    all trumpets smelted down for grannies teeth
    just marching bands & funeral marches

    – the mysterious sauce pumped out out the meat stick – not enough pins acupuncture could not cure

    Like

  19. eatmorewords

    solo oboe player
    the joy of one
    no need to grab attention to singular action committed against the self – preplanned and exciting
    showered after and new coin shiny
    – you’d never know it happened

    Like

  20. multiplemichael

    YOU SAY YOU HAVE NO TIME FOR ORDINARY
    WOMEN
    YOU SAY YOU HAVE NO TIME FOR ORDINARY
    WOMEN
    ——————————————————————
    NOCTURNAL FEMALES FROM POVERTY
    MONOTONY FREE
    PLUSHER BEHINDS
    HOWEVER NAKED
    NEW WONDERS
    RESPONSIVE
    KINDERGARTEN GIBBERISH
    FAIRY-TALE ORGASMS
    SMACK ALL NIGHT
    TREMORS

    Like

  21. multiplemichael

    A HALF ROTTING CORPSE
    BIBLICAL CHILLI
    ————————————–
    ————————————–
    FRINGE AUDIENCES
    JOHNNY BOY WITH HIS
    DEEPLY PERSONAL TONE
    SOARING OVER VIRGINIA
    SMOKING FEVERISHLY
    HORMONAL CONCOCTIONS
    STREET TALK ABOUT MOTHERHOOD
    HERMAPHRODITES IN CHEAP COTTON
    NURSING BREASTS
    NIPPLES FROM H. P. LOVECRAFT NOVEL
    DAILY
    WATCHING THE SPECIAL EDITION DVD
    JOHNNY BOY COVERED IN HONEYMOON RED
    THE VIRGIN MARTYR WITH A METAL BUSH
    TEMPORARILY DISFIGURED
    GROIN AREA EXPRESSIONIST
    THE LADY AT THE HOSPITAL
    “CAN’T PUT NO BANDAGE ON THAT”

    Like

  22. multiplemichael

    ORDINARY WOMEN CANNOT VOMIT
    THEMSELVES INSIDE OUT
    YOUR LITTLE FEMALE TREASURE
    ON THE BATHROOM FLOOR
    WHO YOU GONNA CALL ?
    your life has become a Goya painting
    tell the police that
    tell your wife that
    whatever you do
    DON’T TELL ANYONE !

    Like

  23. multiplemichael

    SWAPPED BACK AND FORTH
    BETWEEN THE WOMEN
    THE VEXING LADY OF WORDS
    CONSTANTLY QUESTIONING
    YOUR OBEDIENCE
    ARE YOU GONNA STAND FREE
    OF THE FUNK ?
    EUTHANIZING JOHNNY BOY
    TRICKSTER BITCH
    A CANNIBAL OF SORTS
    THE WIFE CONSTANTLY
    WEIGHING THE CHILDREN
    SUPREME POWER

    Like

  24. multiplemichael

    COMPENSATORY FANTASIES
    THE EARLY DEVELOPMENT
    THE PAINFUL NATURE OF INSERTION
    PANTS-FREE CREATIVE WRITING
    how long did you live at the Dark City Hotel ?
    FROM PASSIVE TO ACTIVE
    THE CRACKLE OF A HAND ON FIRE
    POKING FINGERS—A THUMB FALLS OFF

    Like

  25. eatmorewords

    still residing at the Dark City Hotel
    hiding in the wardrobe and stealing stationary – angry letters written on headed paper –
    real poor sketches made of comic book fiends – finding comfort in selected memories,
    a favourite sentence,
    the sound of cooking meat,
    your initialed cutlery set used for those special occasions,

    the invisible hand that steers your fate wears a leather glove

    Like

  26. multiplemichael

    DARK CITY PRODUCTIONS
    WORDS, PHRASES, FULL SENTENCES
    BLACK MUSICIANS SPEECHIFYING
    SNIPPETS FROM DAILY LIFE
    INTERACTIVE DIALOGUES
    PORTABLE METAL INTIMACY
    KISSES FROM A WARM GUN

    Like

  27. multiplemichael

    THE UNBEARABLE TENSION OF MEAT FRYING
    PEASANTS OUTSIDE LICKING THE FRUIT TREES
    SO MANY NUMBERS TO PUNCH
    SWITZERLAND
    MORE MONEY FOR ALCHEMY
    IF THEY TRACKED THE NUMBERS
    I MIGHT BE BUILDING A CATHEDRAL
    IN PULSBO, WASHINGTON

    Like

  28. eatmorewords

    poverty tremors on the breadline
    shanty town tin roofs, homes with TV boxes but no power
    families sit around and all imagine different pictures,
    different storylines
    the empty box like a human with no stomach
    coffin fantasies and hunger pangs

    they ‘d sell their liver for a case of magic beans
    at he’d sell their meat for shoes

    this isn’t the life we were sold
    this isn’t the life we were sold

    Like

  29. multiplemichael

    LISTENING TO NAT KING COLE
    IN PULSBO, WASHINGTON
    THINKING ABOUT THAT PLANE CRASH
    images of long-handled scythes in the clouds
    names over a loudspeaker
    “Johnny Boy”
    hammering poetry
    fancy anvil
    ————————————————–
    arsenic leg cramps
    mannequins doing the “stanky leg”
    anatomical models looking good
    Dali with a piano on fire

    Like

  30. multiplemichael

    TOUCHING THE BABY BUMP FOR THE FIRST TIME
    ALL RAW FEELINGS WERE SMOTHERED
    IN KENTUCKY IT IS LEGAL TO KILL NEWBORNS
    WHITE-GLOVED MURDER
    NO NEED TO GLANCE AROUND
    THE WHISPER OF LIFE SOON GONE

    Like

  31. multiplemichael

    THE UNBEARABLE TENSION OF MEAT FRYING
    POETRY PASTED TOGETHER ACCORDION STYLE
    PENCIL RUBBINGS
    POSTAGE STAMPS
    TORN SNAPSHOTS
    *misplaced expressions of father
    NOTES FROM YOUR PERSONAL DETECTIVE
    JOHNNY BOY DIALOGUE
    IN THE AIRLINE MAGAZINE

    Like

  32. multiplemichael

    CHEAP METH
    AND ARSENIC LEG CRAMPS
    AT THE CLUB THE WORKING GIRLS
    DOING THE “STANKY LEG”
    ANATOMICAL FLESH FOLDS
    RIVETING AND FATIGUING
    HESITATIONS
    IRRITATIONS
    *later reading a passage from “Moby Dick”

    Like

Leave a comment