Beautiful noodles.


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Jul 27, 2014
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magnetic party

an erudition of trees
modern life, swelling

magnetic party
vaudeville trolling
magnetic suitors

sham sweggy
mr. figball

potato familiar
black boxing farm
like cadaver cherry

shimmery shamness
libras in outer space
atmospheric norwegians
kimono nonsensical

ostracise 27
my big red zombie rose
domino breathing sister
shape of her waists
an erudition of trees
modern life, swelling

magnetic party
vaudeville trolling
magnetic suitors

sham sweggy
mr. figball

potato familiar
black boxing farm
like cadaver cherry

shimmery shamness
libras in outer space
atmospheric norwegians
kimono nonsensical

ostracise 27
my big red zombie rose
domino breathing sister
shape of her waists


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Jul 26, 2014
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sally & the moon

channeling monuments
channeling chonuments
channeling johnuments
instruments and vincetruments

claudia sausage
cindy block, avatar of the suburbs
pneumatically, probably
gemini pneumatically

child of sausage
avatar of sausage
tumbly the birds
ruddy their bellies

like an arrival of pins
in the alley of the monstrosity
transcend the mean
Sally and the moon


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Jul 25, 2014
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october in reno

vicious one-eyed fishing encounter. they make sad magnetic devices. the sad-eyed blackjack dealers in the reno casinos. buying a bag of cat litter from a forlorn corner store in the cold diffuse sunlight from a morning in October.

for cats who have now lived their lives entire. we were young and fresh in that morning wind, the long flat wind of cold october nevada, while the dealers bleary in the morning trudged along the sad strip that is not vegas.

there is a train tunnel high in the sierras. spot it, out of the corner of your eye, its use unobserved. beyond the guardrails are vistas of bare rock and pine. the lake below is already iced over. on its banks, the oldest trees on earth, gnarled and ancient.


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Jul 23, 2014
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son of a chrysalis

The son of a car and a skillet. Holidays and hangovers, yellow and blue colds and skills.

Bringing new blows to Biarritz. The harmless season is over, now it all really counts.

To alleviate the yellow gods, warm on all counts. It’s just not about angels on the marigolds no more.

The son of the the yellow marigolds by the lake, the yellow marigold gods, angel and chrysalis.

Son of a debauchery in a blinding light. Son of a chrysalis in a late evening light. Son of a chrysalis in a cold morning light.


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Jul 22, 2014
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fall swirl america

disruption sleeps
alone under heaven
protected by its agents
disruption’s imps
slaves and agents
protection’s pimps

this voice, this vox, this vortex, from it swirls america
from it swirls heaven, and all its agents
like jazz was still falling
what the world knows as news
as inside fall you
as fall finds you alone

tesla dies alone
tesla designs alone
on plain of the rangers
brother well below then

jeff’s translucent foes
fun with my marbles
disruption falls
disruption creates
falling leaves also swirl america


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Jul 21, 2014
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smile line baby hips
loyal astronomy
on the harpoon line

we painted scenery for a long time
dramatic unexploded
take the letter by the horns

we woke up in the middle of your life
saying fancy things to one
believing in the UPS

unusual nelsons of the wind
the fresh flying squadrons
engineered to think faster and faster


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Jul 20, 2014
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the rose toil club

haslam sophisticates
to aid neat cunning ear
talladega paintrub

neat and sleepy
bad at the bunny club
burning mildly, the lousy clouds

doug bean remembrance
cunningly sarong
aid neat toil people

the rosy to the lousy clouds
the resemblance to the lousy clouds
the littered surf, the flash and flecked littered surf
incalculable of maliase


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Jul 19, 2014
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the leaf

one created a danger cruise

like the black of your hand

counting the cost of intelligence cocaine

circulate your corner
with the mind containing the television

the story of how the world came to be is lacking

found wandering around
in the hive of your vaults

imagine the leaf,
four thousand feet deep

whew world
is different now
pure cunning

deep down we all feel we have a uniquely true conception of the world.

imagine the currents in your mind
four thousand feet deep.


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Jul 18, 2014
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3 inventors

1. The inventor of the comma. Jealously guarded his invention. This threatened to squelch creativity in the early days, so Gutenberg had him assassinated.

2. The inventor of the speed of light. I’d love to find him and pay him homage, but he can never be directly experienced.

3. The inventor of laughter. Aziz al-Haha. Old women threw the sign of the evil eye when they heard his braying. The donkeys smiled with recognition. Young swells fingered their daggers menacingly, then chased him through the alleys of the city. Then Aziz slipped on a banana peel, and the rest, as they say, is history.


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Jul 17, 2014
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geomorphology of the night
when the moon was helium
we shadowed him through furrowed seas
the moonlight of ten thousand sheep
the slow pumpkin of the mind’s eye
we put an evolutionary trace on him
and followed through a million years
the slime of summer arrived
oozed up from a morning beach
circumstantial understanding
a veto in the mind’s eye, but did you know
you can evolve into almost anything