Thursday, September 30, 2010

we took the train

when july was here,

near the entrance,

and we sipped it for a moment;

for a glance

on a rainy morning

as if the other river still speaks to me here

i saw you when

you returned

from

another place

well

once

this

was


there

ridges

a single lectrilow

and the shift that reveals a pair

before you cross the sea,,

so they stepped to the lawn for a parting frame,,,

then the door opened
and more faces appeared


sketches beneath sketches in a larger pile of more

years before, he took me to a tree somewhere away from here;
when we returned, somewhere closer to now,
he told me that this tree is a tree.
i may never know exactly what he means

some span that vanishes

there is today,

and like a patch of moss

there are these lines that i think of..
vocally written lines,,
i think of them most days

Sunday, September 19, 2010

fabric tongue

ghuere teetering

planaum

h(h)


extrematteurum

well

let's

see


the rother lens

dot

dot dot

du al passs

krinsh krinshhh krinshh

sueewushh

Tuesday, September 7, 2010

re cip e

a few feathers to the kneaded dough

add frames to taste

trim as needed

a pinch of salt,
proper aeration

mix in a bit of green


and a handful of autumnal colour
(results may vary with proximity to the sea)


self-referential vehicle transport

(t)

(di sea)

returning from his stay, of an unknown duration, within the sun


our morning awnings

we drink cold coffee

bike past this building

and head down to the end of this road


a5er

(record 1) side a

the varietal speeds

and revolving tunes


keep the dust from the scratches



we

sit

turn

lay

and, in tandem, dream