Mick Jagger Malt Shoppe pouts like a dream boat multi-million quid
At Sex Pantry Down Under

The davidbowie staircase iron clad iron-on muscle shirt bonanza briefly flames
Is Cupid on fire drill habitat muzak wave length tonight in ER?

Spanish moss
For a cot pillow
Till time hovers
& I itch
To a sullen
Blistered boy
Again
Staring back
At Bruce Andrews
In ER staring contest
Lionized over
Salt lion

                                    Green
                         Cusp-
                       Id                        D’Or
                                  Demain yet

                     O-
                                Live

Some rules are meant
While some are meowed
To be or not to be
Brkn up

I took Paula’s hand & held it
The Beatles’ 45 revolved in everbreathless everturning      everstar-

                                                                         Twinkling dark

                                                        Linked to prostitution ring
The finale
       Was                signed Cameron Beaversley
            5
                         Poems improvised to taste

Split
Level terrain             /     reign
                            Is a wrong
                               Song, Hiawatha

I awakened a few hours later to the relentless pitter patter
Of human rain drops
That heralded a deluge of wanting mouths

                           Ice on a snail shell
                              Warren of the ridiculous
                                    Skimmed ilk Rumi persona
Summed up

I rated cinema
As I wld
Hi jinx at a roller rink: PG13

                     I put / or pushed the IV in
My arm around
Agent X
& led her
Back down
To the waiting area
Startled by
Clues freer
Than dice
Monitors

I climbed in with her and she was hooked up like a snail shell
to this machine with wires hanging down, and I remember its
high pitched pinging echoing thru corridors out in the cold halls.
It was a shrill sound as when a tv station signal dies.
Or when the patient in a docu-drama suddenly codes:
“We’ve lost her again. Don’t stare at the eyes.”

                         Kindred Simultaneous

Through frameworks of “dual’s” watery silence
a kindred thing proposed itself.                      (I listened all I had. I saw, I think.)
It was not all silence that writing proposed.
And so I watched the dictionary fall
from its shelf of parenthetical preconceptions,          (I judged it float (                      ).)
an action apparently [ kludge ] descriptive,
& an annal-ytical position denoting: “I, myself,
saw myself double as I hit, spine first.”                       (Anodynes textual as move.)
I edited word-schtick, an (eye) / an “I” twice revised,
indulged prank-ampersands typo’d asunder,
rope tricks of “as” & “under” & “and” done
simultaneously, a sight gag’s jail-punctuation.       (Some eschatological fishtailed.)
But how Goofy & Daffy role-play “canards”
while uttering aloud mock invocations connoting:
“My wounds are lovely dark & deep,” [& / or]
“I have little cat feet with which a fire leads a fire
through the house” is curious. Each object / image,          
[supra-employed] signifies / represents / re-
defines: an op cit’s kazoo. “A text oft writ /       (Cyreno delays / spoke into.)
a gestalt psychology revs up in situ” is beyond
translation. “Arctic as poems / tropic as bananas”
seems two natures, the aspect of memes doomed to comic
relief in awful black comedy. Graphically unreal,            (Chop! Chop! Chop! Whooosh!)
a “smart joke” is a “difficult poem.” Some canned applause
& a corny laugh track later, language IDs itself,
“ravaged by silence” not given up as a ghost is,
or why sub-sets of ‘y’ simply refer.” A meaning
is a meaning-of -“y” is a storm interrupts, pseudo as
“real tv-drama.” [Cue the yukkety-yuks]. A bracket’s
stylized, bipartisan, [delete]Texas, two-step metes.
Or so say the twins: “idiom” & “stratagem” purloined
from the museums / the circuses of [our] great writers’
cerebra, the Garden State’s ultimate construct               (By opposites fixed a real.)
adequately assembled, in part, in the eye,
& fantasized / reassembled, in part, on the page.