Hello World

Interlewd

2011-10-27T10:11:00.001-07:00

An egg timer will show you
the error of my ways
; the means
are beyond reproach.

Goddammit, here's your
Interface left
Exit stage right
So help me I'll lead you

A stray, planning forever
Potatoes and potantates
Gaze upon ye mighty
And I'll match your contribution

Staring at the moon
Deus extradition

Sequelitis

2011-10-16T19:16:00.001-07:00

We are our own confidence men
criminally sufficient
I beat me back to owe you one
all the same, we missed it.

Did you get the number
of that truck?
That was a person, you idiot
But yes, I got it.

Abstract beating on heart and drum
I got you in my widget
Pet names bleeding from unopened rum
christen whomever didn't.

Do you have any idea?
I have every idea
and we're screwed, we've won
you're fuckstruck.

Lewd permutations of willing sons
O they did, but then they didn't
Half-lifes peaking, had your fun
not now, but then, not distant.

I wanna
Touch Fuzzy Get Dizzy

Keep Breathing

2011-10-15T09:55:00.000-07:00

Last call for the first folly
take me down
on the town
That's what I made you say.

Get the run-around for a few days:
Narrative satisfaction.
The sincerest form of sincerity;
negative associations.

The night is strong with this one
and we're all impressed
that you taught a werewolf
to walk on a leash.

I'm gonna bring you
to the antithesis of home
but for now, call it what you will
Please?

Drunk with self-assurance
which is actually just drunk
Baby, let's walk the walk
And failing that, like an Egyptian.

Autumn 2069

2011-10-14T09:29:00.000-07:00

The South will rise again
through the roof of the intimacy wholesale club.
And you never thought you'd meet anyone
to laugh at your jokes about being a backend guy.

Remember the words:
"I can't help / falling in love
two or three times / per week"

They say that expending less energy
can make you live longer;
what a useless idea.

The truth is wasted on the true;
the true don't like waste.

Young enough to know better

2011-07-22T16:45:00.001-07:00

And there's that strange sense of loss
when it's actually, truly pointless
Baby, I'm gonna show you
all of my limits.

Last night I dreamt that
we sat quietly in a circle
and remembered a time
when you really didn't want this.

I told you it was all over
when you started to enjoy yourself.

This time you get to make your own
Greatest hits album
And oh god, it's bad.
I saw you cultivating a nickname
for all of us.

Optimizing

2011-06-22T21:45:00.000-07:00

When the world was flatter
I used to wonder
if it was easy
to fall out of a building without trying

For you I'd tear apart
all my answered questions
that you might die of the suspense
of the same answers again

And I'd drown one of us
so some days it matters which
this couldn't be a gift
it could be for you

If I'm going to be wrong
you better gain something for it.
I took a vow
to always know what I'm missing.

Pacer Chase

2011-06-14T10:09:00.001-07:00

Guitar-beat home forever
don't go alone tonight
I'm not sure you need a reason
You knew you know you're right

Gird and gild your jackets
retention gorgeous blight
become refuse before morning
Finally no one can tell you
not to vacuum at 3 am.

Easy has many facets
so it leaves you wanting more
when the child beatifies
coming up short
on the chalk-marked doorframe
of oblivion

Balthasarian Section

2011-04-19T19:59:00.001-07:00

Lachesis Jones
drowning in a drowning
Of feedback
So heartfelt dismissive

I'd abstract you away
to love me more
elsewhere forever
too wide awake to know better

Love me like
a world-building game
type-token middle names
black coffee and rye solipsism

I said I'd never be
your opportunity cost and that
this wasn't good. You said I reserve
the right months in advance.

Neo-shackles

2011-04-08T21:26:00.001-07:00

Build us up with honest dust
set your watching machines nearest
drink it down and dress it up
fluids all yet fluent.

Catalyze retired trucks
loving strange full-stomached
twice the future brought me home
once it ran right through us.

The lust you bought me wasn't much
rusting blue a truist
diet hinterlands still blush
the mirror and the tulips.

It's too soon to board the bus
less nighttime's indoor spirits
life's worth reexamined cruft
all but too late for newness.

Navel Gazing 3D

2011-04-07T21:29:00.000-07:00

An adulterer's gait
and an honest face;
frozen foods bought
twice and never again.

The kitchen's closed
we're locked inside
you'd eat me first

Austere coup, drive me home
deliberate as was folksy
overeager seductresses
overbought intimacy

Raise us up on family chronicles
filth and fealty fwd march
live exactly what you read
I swore to clean it up next time

Kelp with a Vengeance

2011-03-02T11:22:00.001-08:00

For you, a montage
of eyebrows being raised
weeks after year-months
public transit on high.

Eat, drink, be manic
you know all you do
double-fisting metaphors
weak-stomached kung fu hugs.

Faculty of the daylight
lording over yourself
fast food on vacation;
four springtimes' liquor laws.

Back lawns' knowing pleasures
smoking at the moon
I donated your missions
you looked like shit that day.

Inhibit all your angels
decry our warmest verbs
you'll have me in the mourning
we'll spare you not a word.

Forever Nice

2011-03-01T17:58:00.001-08:00

World music doesn't sound
Like world music anymore
Without which knowing
Without, with.

Okay I'll admit that I really don't
Build in the asking
Take the good with the good
All this gorgeous wasted heat

There comes a time
Earlier or more often
For some; we learn
We have more than creation.

Do not let the smell of coffee
interrupt your masturbation.
Lazily, we are scientists
In verse, sort of.

As you heard it

2011-02-20T16:17:00.001-08:00

I was not a fool
But I should have been
Wake me late at night
Just to say hi -

I'm afraid I lost weight
Your keyring is getting fat
Bring me home once more
And I'll have nowhere to go

We're going to stretch you out
Beside yourself
You'll feel real limber
Stretched too thin

Could have checked the machine
But I think it's broken
We are the world
On the internet.

Traveling so light
I'd never notice
A million pounds
To weigh me down

Armour gratia artis 2

2011-02-18T10:12:00.001-08:00

Distracted magic, lazy locket
Lukewarm art and seaborne haste
Pacific cheese meets eastern trinkets
Cobblestones and toxic lace

Dream of harbours dream complacent
Swirling sighing swollen fates
Once it was no one did fake it
Sign my name in dinner plates

Coarse-grained middleman-erotic
Lossless hearts, compression tastes
A richer man wears lighter blankets
Sing to your serrated embrace

Front of a house, these legs are languid
On your feet, it's not the place
We could bring us home created
Amenities; your mirror's grace

Side B

2011-02-14T13:39:00.000-08:00

Emboldened by the below-
average winds to hold your face
cherubin cheater come-and-take-it
godmoder grimacing best-case.

Once you've bought it we can't break it
You're my fool to stand in place
bludgeon gently nuzzled ingots
our love is love is a typeface.

Until the health-food scare was blatant
warble sighing angsty crêpes
three stay in a bed, a fourth brings bacon
We're short two hearts for this use-case.

You am stronger when Ire weakened
there's no denying this good grace
all is plasma, all are naked
take my head, we're on a date.

The Temptations

2011-02-12T12:10:00.000-08:00

Seasons can be vicious

in the absence of whether

our landmarks become real

whenever springs aluminum

And if it mattered any less
she'd be right there too
that ineffable something
came early every year

Crowding back to normal

we'll tire of this yet

from you for you

in situ ad infinitum

When the narrative came
it went under another
we could walk beside me
if forever learned to heel.

Social shaping

2011-02-11T00:22:00.000-08:00

You want lovers' loveworn
monkey-puzzle curtains swell
schedule pre-op reform
tickets cross a softened shell

Tracing vertebrae homes
built along emotive hell
race for vitae raze you
pyjama t-shirts gild us well

Absent time becomes your
need to sleep to tell
discount lox and shivers
no-host bar none fell

Power up the robot
reorder words to sell
protein tundra lake house
all the same old smells.

Metaphors we die by

2011-02-10T07:23:00.000-08:00

All my platitudes donate you
borne down once and then again
retook one loving to create two
what's received can be spent

Went out walking in the late bloom
eastern country but out west
cutout mothers would remake truce
dog and brother Eurydice

When we get home all becomes you
bathroom doors and knickknack mist
early rising to a late moon
bleed my cuts in potted bliss

You're too early but to fake cues
planned-for thoughts can bottle tryst
talk for children on a bait moon
impoverish no stimulist

Ghostbusters II

2011-02-09T09:46:00.000-08:00

Unhygenic first light
ladylike dejection
insomniac dreamer smiles
used book store corrections

Warm foreign-native insight
cunning indirection
love worse on the inside
lay prone to perfection

Guilt is then a sweet spot;
we could be projections
diet like the light shines
bedtime insurrection

Five years lost in transit
sui generous injection
wise enough to dive for
I'm most things like you're tons.

Reliberation

2011-02-08T23:33:00.000-08:00

I might telegraph your station
lovelorn weeknights bust a move
protoplasm weak-kneed
only cherish how we lose.

Warble in the moonlight
remembrance confused
egality complacent
saints are on the loose.

Pin me to the daylight
sordid sonnets' muse
Faustian brothers listen
clasping lovers' news.

Knotted generous forsaken
you'd wear me thunder blue
autumn ham-fisted bacon
and I do it all for new.

Normal ran the colours
wishing everything was used
huddled all in lateness
resend me up down you.

Combustion engines forgive
even hesitation blues
let some or other roll on
remember good times, too.

Regularity

2011-02-06T20:50:00.000-08:00

Gently grey came the morning-gale
again,
that went unusually well; end
as abruptly as you can manage.

The nonfunctioning time machine of the affair
that my humanness is still a novelty
and we could earn the weekdays
in a valiant effort to be the kind
of man who has no idea
what day it is-

as they say,
life intimates science.

Exoticism's horse rides forever
a little longer
Tell me you wouldn't wonder
half a decade or so.

Future schlock

2011-02-03T11:19:00.000-08:00

You could know what it's like

to forget yourself in a room;

the women's studies class

of Saturday morning cartoons.

Wear it like a campaign button:

the inexpressible cosmic angst of the non-express bus.

Curator and creator

always overpack-

plurals and habituals

all say might as well

we all screwed the pooch

in the salad days of idiom.

Sedentary Seas

2011-02-02T08:04:00.000-08:00

I can't belie you home for dinner
tangled kits they know us well
unless you're playing, you're the winner
at last you sold me not to sell.

Claim to doing justice
until at once you don't belong
you might prove me just this winter
why relive anyone so strong.

Astringent knowers knowing
saturation, you're the one.
There's no such thing
as back on track
but you bring me back.

Hand soap

2011-02-01T15:09:00.000-08:00

List of things that settle:
stomachs, after seven Tums
windstorms in Albuquerque
requirements engineering.

it's wanted more than ever
(this is a great-looking graph)
bring me home forever
I'll pop out and get a movie

There are three kinds of people:
those who do the same thing in different places,
those who do different things in the same place,
fuck Oscar Wilde.

Postcoital, toroidal
the loudest insomniac of all--
neurotic like a rock.

Three sizes that day

2011-01-31T22:05:00.000-08:00

everyone is the once you've known forever
then you'd deign to say was really fine
but that heretofore your balmy weather
once a day, I brought you mine.

I want you to have this
monogamous thrush
you couldn't burden the lateness;
your mother's a lush.

/the time has come, the Wallace said
to post-hoc many flings
irrevocable ceiling, crass
them all you give me things.

I'd drown you in a half-formed stanza
lyrical men regain their sting
how dare the magic make you better
sit still and mend this broken wing.

Afternoons aweigh

2011-01-30T15:12:00.000-08:00

Forget to floss your higher power
borrow first, we're not yet you.
Learn forever less than ever
lendemain and follow-through.

Fall in with the spiceless aura
she taught me what that's when to do

And at worst it lasts for ours

all that bliss for nothing new

bet a world you have no claim to

By midmorning's midnight oil
you'll find I'm always found.

supplemental soldiers

2011-01-29T18:33:00.000-08:00

Thoughtless imperfect

build it back downward

time has two axes

whom, I will.

Choosing a first word

forbear us from warning

it'll tear, it could tear

let me still

Over and inward

believable caster

gone brightened the buy-in

weekends' will.

Send us sick sober
underwritten chapters
outlet mall-smiles
younger still

Unlimited sailors,
the terrible shepherd
this crap is a gift
best until

Condemnity

2011-01-28T11:24:00.000-08:00

So lukewarm went

tea-borne empathy-

guarded daughter nodes

pyramidic means.

Playfully embittered

all that, she sees

ludic wanders' blanket

more that we'd need

Redoubled shuttle
caravan you please;
leasing the thrust
rusting the frieze.

Pro-rated forgiveness
for unleavened deeds:
umbilical astronomy.

Spire

2011-01-27T20:04:00.000-08:00

Born and raised
higher than expected
you once were found
and that was enough.

Flightless birds with
gorgeous wings
descend together,
nap separately.

Doting practice run
from home;
twice (more than never)
mean it, for effect.

A brutal and timely
austerity plan of the glow-
make it so
so, so long ago.

Charmandering

2011-01-16T12:23:00.000-08:00

Gild your meteoric sighs

unto autocratic thighs;

worriedly alight

always, always right.

Love the things you're supposed to like

hear it getting denser

see it getting light.

Learn to love the lovers' butts

grey and white, you carve your ruts

fixing a hardware problem in software.

She speaks in acronymicals

neurotic and slightly plain.

Autonomuffin

2010-11-08T14:22:00.000-08:00

We levitate so poorly
all or now overdubbed mirth
forewarned comfort charity
imploring into worth.

Once or more geometry
what it was weren't first
that the sun could burden, see
and tender was the dearth.

Estragon gone all homely
with ontoerotic verve.
Passion plays neoteny;
lender lenten curves.

Hang 'em high so we can't see:
Bag-end bag of words,
your pollyanna policy
for learning how to lurve.

Linearity

2010-09-30T15:14:00.000-07:00

Bootstrapped unlikely-era trinkets

store-brand miracles delaced

verdant military blankets

chestnut insomniac can wait

Plump cherubin midwife urgence
liquorice thunder hearts erased
mothering contra loyal servants
such generosity displaced

Down on ten years you'll be gorgeous

no love less lost to efface

under-ripened robot maidens

all these dirt roads gone to waste

I'd like it worse than I cake make it

we're the time and there's a place

suburban superego hastened

Pangloss' Hyundai carapace

In medias rest

2010-09-18T10:07:00.001-07:00

Mumble in the lovers' swill

ego-blister SSHRC

malt-contented symphony

erosion for dessert

Whisper mister heartily

Quistis stay home smirk

quail egg Quaalude histriony

unprecedented burp

?never been and always will

Egality so criminal

suck Amaltheia dry

blind me low subliminal

love and smother and

Hydroponic Starling

2010-08-16T22:11:00.000-07:00

Back when addictive personality

wasn't a self-diagnosis:
skip the checkpoint
up and down, never around.

Trouve le monde
count your whatever's-on-hand:
this time last year
all hands, no provenance.

Once upon a truism
you weren't grounded.
I worry these days
mostly in sports bars.

Someone else's paradise

2010-08-06T18:37:00.000-07:00

This is a song called "I need it
(when I can have it)".

Milk thistle has strong arms,
optimism priced to move.
Perfect, for awhile
greatest implausible net good.

I stayed in bed first

that time forgot itself for whom.

Safety foregone and well-worn

marketed as break-away:

believe you're being used

and we can rotoscope the present.

Second verse

2010-07-15T22:30:00.000-07:00

Oversampled sweetness

covering again closed

cherished new world blankets

sainted feather end-goals

Dive and nowhere vacant

slippery siren nose

revelry, sometimes naked

some less aptly-named rose.

Wanton wanting agents

liveries all then clothed

paper-mâché bacon

whole new heightened lows.

Ingenue me, lady

double endless inroads

coquette Cosette latent

memories dine in prose.

Startup

2010-07-08T16:02:00.000-07:00

Credit-feed me, baby

I love when you kiss your work

de-pendence won't speak to you

in, dependence would.

Unwell meaning histories

north by north of here

sacrosenthome histogram

mother and a sack.

Drunk sequoia liberals

egality come hurt

lover jading tendercies

proudest of the murk.

Late deploy our mysteries

mistle while you work.

Homecooking for a century:

unbridled angel dirt

Character limit

2010-07-03T15:18:00.000-07:00

Reader, I left her!

Trouble in troubledise;

half of everything is true.

I've only ever seen it written-

our failing weren't funny

nevermore.

The old guard won't reform:

the best defense means no offense.

Like an unemployed nymphomaniac

do everything for everyone.

If ever you were good at it

wouldn't be any f-n.

Guile

2010-06-20T11:44:00.000-07:00

Recover no meaning

unwanting deferral

living late; loving light.

"Go home and be a family

man!" hey bringer --

hey you.

Joie de vivre

± rice pudding

degrade ad panacea:

total norseman of the heart.

Hen in the foxhouse,

thirty caffeine headaches;

you would never hurt me by accident.

Westward ho

2010-06-16T21:50:00.000-07:00

Sweetly stubborn trysts

sainted all gone away

that you would live like that

that I couldn't live like them.

Paradise gets defensive

at double and/or nothing:

I only like the way I smell

when you borrow my deodorant.

Confused affection

to fellate Oroboros-

I'll bury us alive

talking about the weather.

Versioning

2010-06-07T14:04:00.001-07:00

Stayed in bed never left

so long-

every contingency is a counter

to sugar never gone down.

Resolutions never needed

hindsight upon high

grizzled old creative

knit cap tighter still.

Glowering devotion swears

it could work the first time:

one dead pixel;

lots of luck.

Distension Prime

2010-05-28T19:58:00.001-07:00

As long as comfort creatures

relive the burden

the means are better written than the ends.

Your reason for lemming

sold out in advance.

Self-assured states

forget your benefactors--

early peace all evening

to remember our lines.

Super forms and sundry

degrade ad panacea,

pass tense in past tries.

Spring used up a gift;

we are all overdue.

Distension

2010-05-27T11:15:00.001-07:00

Bigram entendre

memory timing by hand

while all-purpose flour

got us lots of sleep.

Need what you want;

longer still to relate

the novelty of living*

to front-loaded affection,

humidity in making good.

Two-way mirror stage horses

in democratic denial

send annotated dreams

under a pile of blankets.

Deforested playgrounds

afford me three lifetimes:

a conclusion comes crawling

up up down down to you.

Love Story II

2010-05-07T10:21:00.000-07:00

Palatial Starbucks

and heartwaif point fifty:

sleight of hand and sanctimony

forego tasting notes

& cluck disapprovingly

at post-palediction.

Loud loving machinations

of a late-career windstorm

knead the nursing yeomanry

to set your wife on fire.

Blunderlust will wait,

more or less a miracle

it doesn't want to.

Phoenician Blinds

2010-05-03T03:54:00.000-07:00

Smiling at strollers and

counting garbage cans' worth

of cigarette while jogging

in corduroy and putting

names to names, face to face

call only once:

distraction is a virtue,

gut an erran'd saviour

of over and underuse;

your sandwich shops earned

our college town exile holidays.

Chasten the chaste--

hedonists recycle.

requisition

2010-04-29T08:52:00.000-07:00

I don't think that

"the cost of living" means

what you think it means;

sample as she goes,

control, shift, escape.

Reassess your stoic hygeine:

lend equal weight

to unequal choices,

&asymptotic lust for

asymptomatic longing.

In a gorgeous ocean

of expired bulk discounts

and acquired asymmetries

it's all lost time.

Prägnanz

2010-04-25T09:28:00.000-07:00

Gearshift pleather angels

bring warm hands and cold food

to access points undrowned:

closed-door allegiance

young, young, young.

Binding reed flute

primary care rejoinder

to never again have time

for all that used to want

self-possessiveness amended

if I only had the means.

Rememory of a hundred

husbands for first and last

in premature saturation

less sturm, more drang.

The Warren G. Harding Power Hour

2010-04-23T09:18:00.000-07:00

Talk me through sunbirds,

sunburns(,) and smelling salts.

I thought I'd self destruct

which begs the question

while you're not.

Guard your useless months

très bien entendre

autoconfirmed du seigneur

my bell, Thursday morning.

In these olden days

of new mistakes,

some of us just need

the vegan egg substitutes.

Absolution blues

2010-04-21T10:12:00.001-07:00

Biological overclocking

and a box of old tapes:

you are a software manual

of limerence and disuse.

Picking and choosing

the charm of the rations;

not-autonomous goodness

or Turin Shroud quilting.

Matrilinear, girls gone wilde

reverse one more aphorism?

company loves misery.

We're not done writing

batch files, yet.

Latinate Roots

2010-04-16T01:11:00.001-07:00

Let's talk about standards

and how I never need an alarm.

Dear convivence, misspeak

before it's not too late.

I'd not compromise

(position won't, either)

but I'm coming around on

getting what you deserve.

Succession makes transgression

long after the winners lose--

your only one's come home to roost

and all the t-shirt slogans

couldn't stop him.

It took twenty billion years

to leave all my regrets to you

and if I can't say your goodbyes

then you can borrow mine.

Let Us Cling Together

2010-04-10T10:41:00.000-07:00

A thousand NPR moms cried out in unison

and were suddenly silenced.

Then the rains came:

serial, if not narrative.

Heart of gold and laser eyes;

armour gratia artis.

Warmth is an acronym

in the snares of a technocrat lover

but when did we last

make a bridge out of wood?

Dead shark complex

2010-04-06T22:49:00.001-07:00

But for the nestled, pledge

some gentle magic of having

come to irony late in life.

Abscess makes the heart

grow two sizes too something

because it's fun, but not only.

Brace yourself, blindly,

anotherwinter knows (y)our bounds:

it gets better before it gets better.

None of the time in the world

and this one's for you.

It's easy to mean it in English.

I decided it'd be a decent use of my time to make a list of my favorite Malkmus tracks

2010-04-05T12:10:00.001-07:00

They've changed a bit in seven-odd years!

Here (Slanted & Enchanged, 1992) "And the jokes are always bad / but they're not as bad as this"

Stop Breathin' (Crooked Rain, Crooked Rain, 1994) "Write it on a postcard / dad, they broke me"

Gold Soundz (Crooked Rain, Crooked Rain, 1994) "Because you're empty and I'm empty / and you can never quarantine the past"

Heaven is a Truck (Crooked Rain, Crooked Rain, 1994) "Loosen your dress / tie me up just like all the rest"

We Dance (Wowee Zowee, 1995) "Pick out some Brazilian nuts for your engagement / check that expiration date, man, it's later than you think"

Father to a Sister of a Thought (Wowee Zowee, 1995) "No place to shove your sharpened heels / I know I'm reeling in to the end"

People (American Water, 1998) "I love the city and the city rains / suburban kids with biblical names"

Billie (Terror Twilight, 1999) "You're a hungry matron and you are just what I need / I was tired of the best years of my life"

Carrot Rope (Terror Twilight, 1999) "It's my secondhand wonder / a thing that recovers the doubt"

We Can't Help You (Real Emotional Trash, 2008) "Well I wish for once / you would just start copin' / every night and day / tell me what to say"

Side-pull crescendo

2010-04-02T11:13:00.000-07:00

And then it was your job
to mind my peace and queues.

Like: I'm too stubborn not to
poorly chop garlic by hand

and a result, I'm smelly and bleeding.

Look out! It's the self-improvement
police (and they're grumpy before
they've had their coffee) -- doctor,

this is all wrong. We're seeing someone
with a surplus theory of mind.

Knowing that it's not everything
is less an overstatement, these days.
Be gentle, oblivion.

Vice Grip

2010-03-27T00:24:00.000-07:00

Coping mechanisms trade
in collectibles and human capital.
Once upon a time, you
met or exceeded expectations.

And the stars became despondent:
"it's not us," they claim, "everyone
sends their best, it's not us."

Then, quietly,
"does it need to be you?
This business about vacuums:
cleaning,
harmless, enough."

Miscellaneous organs forgiven
hopes, dreams; get to sleep.

Chuckles the Cynic

2010-03-22T18:38:00.000-07:00

"Mean well," weak praise
but then, you seldom do.

At least make your differences
ideological: feign until dark

as in the foregone occlusions
of a better man's diary, starting
too early, and stopping.

Chasing the power balance
through cinema austerité
and the romance of things
regained their meaning;

it's not dangerous to go
alone! take this, and stay.

L'oeuf

2010-03-09T19:01:00.001-08:00

Time-sensitive immolation
is a lazy metaphor for smoking:
pretend a losing battle
is how the west was won.

(moreover, nobody's fighting)

Unfair, that words come easy,
unfair, that easy go easy come.
Romanticism's referent
takes one to no one.

Ampersands' beck and heedless
call, that it was fun.
I don't think this is waterproof
after all.

Postcocious

2010-03-07T22:36:00.001-08:00

With respect, this period
long since fell from grace.
I'm still mortally afraid
of my twenties.

Taking the time for tie-ins
isn't crushing, either way.
And ever alarmingly upward
it's ever-alarmingly ours
(first-person, exclusive).

But I do wonder whether
getting back to the comfort
in the round that never was
would make me reliable.

Say hello to the old sound
same as the old sound:
little spoon is safer.

Polyanna, USA

2010-01-30T17:59:00.000-08:00

Ungenerous Compassion
in a thence alcoholic cloister:
nouvelle vagus nerve stimulated by
registered nurse of philosophy.

Reserved on the strength
of our convictions
we forget what, if not how
every passing to love;
recently I had the pleasure
of someone in the morning
who didn't like me that much.

A family is passing
a store-bought box
of cupcakes in the window
of a Chinese restaurant.

Now having lost the battle
a forgotten war begs
solid and/or gaseous courage
and a pervasive sense of men
named Judd.

Goddammit you people .docx is actually a superior file format

2010-01-20T15:17:00.000-08:00

Marzipam demerits --
domesticouture hounds the loose.

As Chaz "outside beverages" Stein
took it upon himself
to sing for the sirens
forever unimpressed;

the denial of death and showing up early
until the rapt embrace
of those who use "science fiction"
in earnest ask not
what I can't do for you!

You have the body
unless you're finished.

The Tofu Veal Cookbook

2010-01-17T19:07:00.000-08:00

Sure, I might call a computer
"tougher than he looks" but
at least I don't refer to my
Cuisinart as a "robot"
like they do in France.

Not being able to lose
is categorically different from
never really knowing how to want
to win -- isn't it? I'm trying
to convince myself, forgive me.

The more time I spend
looking at my own ceiling
the less I'll be fair.
I never, ever want you to know
this is a terrible problem.

A good friend once lectured me
on how self-consciousness isn't half
the virtue we make it out to be
in the land of post-anything
and marigold run orange.

When I find, to my surprise
that I agree with him
under broadly similar circumstances
for none of the same reasons
then I'll expect a call from you.

A Gyro's Welcome

2010-01-12T09:07:00.000-08:00

When you say,
"I want x, y, and zed,"
I think I do too
and this is wholly reactionary
and in no way indicative
of deeper issues
on the horizon.

But then
I feel a little foolish;
I don't even know
what these things are
(which I suppose is better
than knowing full well,
having had them previously).

Someone should invent
a 5-step process of coping
with proxy desires,
so we can never read it.

(although for what it's worth,
I don't think it's fair of you
to refer to your interest in sex
as "psychosomatic.")

One of these days we can
work on discrediting one another
equally.

Unser kartoffelsalat (or: Superlatives, 2010)

2010-01-01T09:24:00.000-08:00

Chickpeas like testicles
testicles like chickpeas.

Ideology less than suspect when
an unexpected and costly
spike in quality
of life actually wants for
a change to be understood.

Heaving, gasping, barleywine, beaming
forever perpendicular
to wanting it all back.

We're not dead
--hic

which is either more
or less remarkable, depending.

To comfort!

G-Force (2009) liveblog transcript

2009-12-30T08:56:00.000-08:00

3:50 -- there is a hamster with a black man's voice. I am afraid he will be the only one to die.
6:10 -- bill nighy is apparently not a hamster, but a real person. words can not express my disappointment.
11:30 -- black hamster claims "there's no time for thinking"
14:15 -- black hamster playing a miniature DDR console while female hamster uses facebook in F11 browser fullscreen on more-than-comfortably-sized netbook
15:00 -- their scientist boss guy is basically doing a richard dreyfuss impression
21:30 -- nick cage enters on the line "I'll need to inspect your goods"
23:30 -- defensive, territorial, ordinary hamster has a canadian flag poking out of his miniature log cabin
23:50 -- fart joke
34:30 -- "I am a genetically engineered super-spy"
43:00 -- "get your butt out of my face!" "get your face out of my butt!"
46:30 -- they just AT-AT'ed an eleven year old w/ an RC car and a clothesline
56:00 -- "that's what's up. pimp my ride."
59:30 -- "say hello to my little friend" w/r/t bladed hamster ball
1:02:30 -- Russian diplomat on monitor is captioned "Mr. Nabokov."
1:04:30 -- hamster in the microwave. jesus. no they didn't.
1:06:00 -- hamster in the microwave has revealed itself to be bipedal and is being battled more or less identically to the boss of star fox 64's "Search for Slippy" tank level
1:15:00 -- "it's too late, Speckles. We can't stop it."

Endianness

2009-12-23T08:23:00.001-08:00

Iron-lunged, silk tongued
monauralgasm
the misanthropic flaneur
was actually homeless.

The person who knows
you better than anyone
else in
the whole world is bound
to have their complaints.

And when you say "[I]
did it on purpose,"
you're always right
like I'm always right.

We like being right.

Incorrigible dirigible
surname-fu;
I'm never coming back to me
the way it's nice to see you.

Contraception, dasein.

2009-12-18T12:25:00.000-08:00

Who fact-checks the irony
in explaining, "when
I said I'd love you
for a hundred years,
I didn't specify which"?

Who decided that writing
a poem was any more romantic
than lying on your side
and being grateful?

It's not easy,
but it doesn't have to be.

Cult of personality

2009-12-16T17:44:00.000-08:00

Mass affect, muted effect,
eat the bar,
raise our standards.

Asbestos safety blanket
couldn't love you enough;
neither here nor there,
not hers, but his.

Leisure class hero ::
no way to lose.
Platitudes, comme on dit I'm wrong
and that is so profoundly uninteresting.

When the going gets tough, the tough get dressed

2009-12-12T14:17:00.000-08:00

One of these days,
decaf became romantic
in such a way as regular
coffee is not.

Lucky me and my heart palpitations.

Next time
(next time, next time,
next time)
I spill decaf on your bathrobe
it'll be for me.

I'll stop pretending
when you stop portending
-- this one,
we stand to lose.

A Million ways

2009-12-08T06:01:00.000-08:00

To be too clever
in t-minus falling back in
love with Americana
except when it's dark out.

Really none of it is
mildly terrifying these days,
when I'd got to thinking
it always would be.

If Horace Wheeley only knew
he'd become too contrived
a note to end on --
go forth and embrace
everyone who can't tell.

Trompe le clef

2009-12-06T18:53:00.000-08:00

Selfless anachronism
raison d'raison
a short attention span
is a shorter memory.

Hypothetical apothecary
double-toiling trouble
glory days, slays.

Did someone mention
"outrageous fortune"
?
You're not faking it when it's bad!

The Cordo(u)roy Incident

2009-12-05T18:55:00.001-08:00

Anomic sub-hellenic
egalitarian social ideals
buckle before the guilt
of anatomical novelty.

I'm yours,
intractably,
howsoever
I need to be.

Paramour, knives,
paramour, knives.
Eating animals is wrong.

Quotes from Anime Boston

2009-09-04T16:28:00.000-07:00

"Is that Lou Reed?"
"Nah, it's Naruto."

"Man, that is one self-actualized Yoshi."

"The age of consent is different in this state, right?"

"Oh shit oh shit oh shit I cheated on her once and now she has a crossbow."

"Oh sweet, man, SuperCard? Old school."

Ochre Battle Psychosis Test

2009-08-20T16:29:00.000-07:00

Tone-deaf autoharp tuning robot
can't even fucking speak bocce
at the intersection of Leinenkugel
and Annie Hall; "on Mel's
half, only just" highbrowbeaten
by hypomadmen (It means "man
with many hats") -- !

Feel better with the TV on?
he mostly just falls asleep.

PPSTDDOS

2009-08-10T21:05:00.000-07:00

I only want you to want me
at my worst;
heaven forbid rational economic man
goes for 100% completion.

Hot and bothered electrical
storm BIOS flash, pervert
fingers shut in the door
of almond-butter purgatory

and look: it's still here, so
we'll go away for awhile.

Not even trying

2009-07-23T07:01:00.000-07:00

Post-soviet pre-ejaculate
dare not to dream and

"never underestimate the
ability of the player to
undermine the narrative
you're trying to tell"
but ever-grateful of
the stochasm all the same;

Every time I think I'm
getting fat I love you

Anhedonia Franca

2009-07-14T22:46:00.001-07:00

I dream of post-apocalyptic
copywriting for Friendly's.

Crotchless mavens
save fair maidens
from a generation of
incompetent sinolinguists -

more than ninety-nine
per cent of us
remain autodidacts in all
matters autoerotic.

Belletrix Motion Sickness

2009-07-13T16:09:00.000-07:00

It's my special touch that keeps
everything half-broken.

Is he being polite,
or are things really so bad
where he comes from all
overcompensating with the baking
soda and self-consciously
smiling: "I'm going to have to start
doing this again," wrap
my mind around you later,
promise.

You won't be sorry

2009-07-06T20:57:00.000-07:00

Well-raised, badly dejected,
elevate me sooner;
it'll take longer to fall,
terminal velocity or no.

Flawless topaz franklin badge
somesuch paragons of well-
roundedness, if not virtue given
a conscpicuously malkthusian
lack of insulation.

Excelsior!

Wake up and smell
-- nice.

Re-pressed

2009-06-29T11:28:00.000-07:00

You might be hypercritical
but I'm an idiot.

Highballed the low bar -
(sit down and) let me
use it while I have it
but it won't move an inch;
all of my excuses
are real this time.

Incandescent malheurescent
still got it, who,
what, onanistic post-dyad
let me love you loving me.

From the people who brought you Nothing For Your Birthday

2009-06-20T11:21:00.000-07:00

a haiku:

Public erection
Sarcasm is the only love
Tweet furiously

Lucidity correlative stability

2009-06-18T20:46:00.000-07:00

Recapturing the good
bad old times

see-unzipped

and what it is
μαζι με
to have done wrong

I've got a strong stomach
when it comes to vomit -
it's beer that gets me.

Questioning answers
because yours prefer not to
speak for themselves;

whiling worth wordplay when
I got you that.

Foucault's Bangai-O

2009-06-02T17:47:00.000-07:00

We'll go to Old Hollywood
in Ancient Rome
with mimetic friction
trailing our home

Rolling and rocking and
reassembling futons
just because it's easy
doesn't make it wrong

As roads and losses
stream the crosses
ask what went right
ask what went

Pluperfect conditional

2009-05-31T17:48:00.000-07:00

You never know how much
you miss it
until you don't miss it

&the sun bleeds through
the trees and your eyes
and your needs

Your needs

Cuisinart tea and breathing
and company, what once was
breathing is too easy

It's way too late
but for what?

College career: Obituaries

2009-05-09T09:10:00.000-07:00

Steve Irwin: February 22, 1962 – September 4, 2006
Robert Altman: February 20, 1925 - November 20, 2006
Kurt Vonnegut: November 11, 1922 - April 11, 2007
Boris Yeltsin: February 1, 1931 – April 23, 2007
Lady Bird Johnson: December 22, 1912 - July 11, 2007
Heath Ledger: April 4, 1979 - January 22, 2008
Roy Scheider: November 10, 1932 - February 10, 2008
Gary Gygax: July 27, 1938 – March 4, 2008
Charlton Heston: October 4, 1923 – April 5, 2008
Albert Hoffman: January 11, 1906 – April 29, 2008
George Carlin: May 12, 1937 - June 22, 2008
Alexsandr Solzhenitsyn: December 11, 1918 – August 3, 2008
David Foster Wallace: February 21, 1962 - September 12, 2008
Carol Chomsky: July 1, 1930 - December 19, 2008
John Updike: March 18, 1932 – January 27, 2009

Ode to librarian courtship

2009-04-15T20:23:00.000-07:00

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Marley and Me (2009)

2009-04-11T14:34:00.000-07:00

Full disclosure: I was quite a bit drunk on complementary airline alcohol, as I am wont to get when I've already been in transit for over half a day and I am fresh out of books that I have any interest in reading and my cellphone battery is hacking and wheezing to the point of my worrying that if I try to listen to any more This American Life I will be completely at a loss for telling people that I am back On American Soil if and when that time comes and the other in-flight entertainment options include Slumdog Millionaire, Alvin & the Chipmunks, a nature documentary in Greek, Yes Man, and Will Smith In Love With Girl With Terminal Illness.

It's kind of striking how much worse is the script than any other single aspect of this film. The sets, the acting, the production all evidently have a lot of earnest work put into them and are one hundred percent okay. The premise, the tone, and the characterization are meanwhile so bad that I'm afraid I've actually been away from Hollywood long enough to have lost the taste for it, in which case I might just have to up and end it all.

I still wound up bawling my eyes out at the end.

Motherfuckers don't you dare show the dog on the operating table with the IV in its arm in that particular way

don't you dare.

Pomo no mo'

2009-04-08T04:09:00.000-07:00

Umberto Eco seems to think
flying the flags of ardor -

"I'll go lawful-neutral for you"

- isn't the same as it used to be.

I'm not sure I agree.

What we talk about when we don't talk about love

2009-04-03T07:35:00.000-07:00

Here's to deliberating
less deliberately.

Here's to Wu Xing
plus or minus Captain Planet.

Ride the hobby horse;
we'll test out of time
and make love with syllogisms
after the universe contracts.

Loving, well

2009-03-31T03:56:00.000-07:00

If not secure in pocket
then beyond reproach between

Σας θέλω
いまです
j'ai oublié mon éducation sentimentale
gibst es hier

boots on,
socks off.

In Praise of Oroboros

2009-03-29T01:01:00.000-07:00

What, I wonder
(Hey baby)
would it take
(how's it goin'?)
of a still young man
(...)
to have regained years
(This beat)
not in reverse
(is non-stop.)
but end-to-end,
yawning with delight
at love lost
(...ready yet?)

?

Diet of Worms

2009-03-17T11:32:00.000-07:00

Give us your tired
your stoned, your hyperliterate
and I'll give you
somebody to love.

Witness
the pillars of western civilization
digitally photographed,
their file-extensions changed
and the resultant waveforms
double-tracked in reverse

as Joyce wakes from the dead
and shoots himself in the testes.

Endomorph w/ eating disorder

2009-03-15T23:53:00.000-07:00

Inertia doesn't kill.
Isolation kills, muting
kills, being
in the cold
kills

but to be inert and warm --
we should be so lucky!

When expectations can not be
seprated from aspirations

you're miserable

or you're on fire, baby.

Fasser

2009-03-08T22:31:00.000-07:00

Time-lapse sincerity,
passion plays,
and the promise of a life
lived in reverse

foretell
our being looked in the eyes
and told "this could be you!"

I wish it were me.

Eats Shoots Dodongo

2009-03-05T02:15:00.000-08:00

Of non-monetary
(and non-temporal)
things earned and things spent

reductionist musings on the way the world is

and too many names to learn

"MASTER USING IT AND YOU CAN HAVE THIS"

Violets are ____

2009-03-03T03:26:00.000-08:00

Gunmetal is the color
of crushing verisimilitude

when and as you fail to realize
what is loved needs no loving

(and next time you're 'losing it'
you might think very hard
on what it is you're losing)

;
what has been may well be.

Stupidest thing I've yet written

2009-03-01T10:53:00.000-08:00

We have learned to fetishize childhood
like none before us.

Our children
will be catching Lewis Caroll references
in Final Fantasy Six
as soon as they put one down
to play with the other.

God forbid I reproduce;
I am going to rule the world.

The world, you see, will be much smaller

but the Vorpal sword
will still, inexplicably, do more damage
to the Bandersnatch
(which is a palette-swap of the werewolf)
than the mithril dagger
(which is made by gnomes
whose tendency to aphorism
owes, mostly, to cartridge size).

Being and becoming

2009-02-28T10:19:00.000-08:00

On the hunt
for who can make us cry foul
the loudest and longest

when the measure of the man
forgets to carry a zero;

..

poor Epicurus just needed a hug.

Drinking for the calories

2009-02-25T02:53:00.001-08:00

A habit
is a difficult self to break.

Invariably taking stock
of springtime upon springtime
of battles lost

then retroactively won

but altogether more often
never fought at all,

the phrase
"I've never done this before"
echoing down the spillways
of wishing we knew
we know better

and all the while
anticipating love

with as little respect
for causality
as those guys from Dune.

Zelda entendre

2009-02-19T03:24:00.000-08:00

Reduced to my whistle
when the girl next door
fails to share
which block needs pushing;

and finally exiting
B-12
to the north
still looks a whole lot like B-12

--

Peace:
you haven't remembered anything
worth losing.

This has been sitting in notepad for literally three years; I hope I wrote it.

2009-02-12T02:47:00.000-08:00

Talked to a pizza guy today
Asked if the work sucked
He could smell it but never taste
Like a gyneocologist