i've never laughed so hard in my life.
happy birthday, dickhead.
i hate EVERYTHING about you.
Saturday, January 9, 2010
Thursday, January 7, 2010
colouring of pigeons.
i talked to duda today.
with a short pep talk,
he handed me a new gift.
check it out:
theknife.net
colouring of pigeons.
-the knife (collaboration with mt. sims and planningtorock)
northern forms existed in their own homes
thousand - yellow - cocoons
under - over ñ through
a few southern vegetable forms
on the mountains of Borneo
under - over - through
donkey ñ peacock ñ goose
in the mouth of the river
a strange ñ scene - it is
every ñ thing - in flames
ihe sky with lightning
and the water, luminous
a strange ñ scene - it is
under - over ñ through
six weeks old
Henrietta smiled for the first time
tail ñ habits ñ proof
instinct ñ that ñ moves
emma saw him smile
not only with lips
but eyes
erasmus ñ grab - a spoon
europe - hides ñ wool
mr peacock and captain beaufort
endemic - alpine - grooves
bread-fruit ñ cinnamon ñ tunes
tonight itís blowing
thick bodies of spray whirled across the bay
Whatever - might - have been
the cause - of the ñ retreat
columbia livia
great ages through
course of days
tumblers, jacobins
beak shapes, skeletal traits
runts and carriers
wooden hexagonal cage
pouters and fantails
tail feathers at what age?
grey and white spotted
markings in making
my great amusement
behind land house a gental cooing
behind land house the offspringís moving
the delight of once again being home
the delight of once again being home
with a short pep talk,
he handed me a new gift.
check it out:
theknife.net
colouring of pigeons.
-the knife (collaboration with mt. sims and planningtorock)
northern forms existed in their own homes
thousand - yellow - cocoons
under - over ñ through
a few southern vegetable forms
on the mountains of Borneo
under - over - through
donkey ñ peacock ñ goose
in the mouth of the river
a strange ñ scene - it is
every ñ thing - in flames
ihe sky with lightning
and the water, luminous
a strange ñ scene - it is
under - over ñ through
six weeks old
Henrietta smiled for the first time
tail ñ habits ñ proof
instinct ñ that ñ moves
emma saw him smile
not only with lips
but eyes
erasmus ñ grab - a spoon
europe - hides ñ wool
mr peacock and captain beaufort
endemic - alpine - grooves
bread-fruit ñ cinnamon ñ tunes
tonight itís blowing
thick bodies of spray whirled across the bay
Whatever - might - have been
the cause - of the ñ retreat
columbia livia
great ages through
course of days
tumblers, jacobins
beak shapes, skeletal traits
runts and carriers
wooden hexagonal cage
pouters and fantails
tail feathers at what age?
grey and white spotted
markings in making
my great amusement
behind land house a gental cooing
behind land house the offspringís moving
the delight of once again being home
the delight of once again being home
Sunday, January 3, 2010
bon iver. lump sum
sold my cold knot/ a heavy stone/ sold my red horse for a venture home/ to vanish on the bow -- settling slow/
fit it all, fit it in the doldrums/ (or so the story goes)/ color the era/ film it's historical
my mile could not/ pump the plumb/ in my arbor 'till my ardor/ trumped every inner inertia/lump sum/
all at once/ rushing from the sub-pump/ (or so the story goes)/ balance we won't know/ we will see when it gets warm
patiently, he sits at the bus stop.
the homeless woman next to him
appears at 8am every morning,
she smells like piss and talks to herself.
a man with a long white beard
and tall white hat crosses the intersection.
she starts to mumble louder.
he sips on his coffee.
in thirty seconds,
a collision
of wonderful
colors.
the homeless woman next to him
appears at 8am every morning,
she smells like piss and talks to herself.
a man with a long white beard
and tall white hat crosses the intersection.
she starts to mumble louder.
he sips on his coffee.
in thirty seconds,
a collision
of wonderful
colors.
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