SPEND
Waking tortoises in
the veins refuse instructions
To stop drinking angry and
fixated stars in our choir
Annotate places snow drinks
awry transformation
Left the beginnings of
rheumatism in fingers
Rest on eyelids separate
themselves
From a too heavy because the
label
Rolling
silver paper into a ball
until sensing a likeness
Sweat drop rehydrates
teacher
who promises to break
The quality of refusal that comes from connection is
sung
The dictionary a day old
and
working thirst
Light changed body ice broke
into different
Shaped pieces the rest of the
spectre got invoked
Trying to put bully together again as if
Nothing more important
for us to
be doing
In the parachute I see
you on
the road below me
The deer hauling the cart of
paint brushes
Over the
edge of the ravine
saying I’ve had it
With Painting there is rent to pay
In these notebooks a list of my
needs written
Out again on every page half way
through
I broke from habitual patterning
and wrote
SURREALISM a bald pedagogy
Fighting
the same
cloud on a Sunday both made nauseous
By the sight of our
own footprints cows rush past me
Back
into formlessness not
the first time breath
In sand and out molasses
eyes mentor
Pieces
of stone an
arrangement of charred
Objects
mime reproduction
atrocities
Come
into the stair well
full of advice
Learnt
inside fortune
cookies
Then the praise poem admits it
dislikes its object
Without
spontaneity the sky
The horses place their
bets each morning
Had great stories even when they
did not say a word
Even when they were not around I
liked how their hearts
Smouldering pockets of hot ash
the tiny bite
The enthusiasm of a fox glass
blowing itself
A pair of antlers
Fingers work
views into knots#
On a stone another city exact
cubist replica of the first
I had made without intention
without knowing although
Now I know I overemphasise my
parochialness
Its routines and now as if a
wall has fallen fields
Falsified boundary stones fall
out of the sky
Human hair grows in
ditches preferred medium of news
Gentle
a beheaded princes revelation
I invent new
creatures
New songs for us to sing falsely
so to calm ourselves
When fear of night begins to
grow most accurate
The sun shone brightest I built
whole classrooms
Inside sums I saw the beautiful
complexity settled
For the beginnings of frost bite
those friends
Who fed me rich food fell from
space a collection
Of fish hearts by rote fighting
grey impulse
As
it follows
Not itself but
A reciprocity
Into the wet
Buoyed by the attentions of
fictioneers
The light in the window a poor
imitation
Of sunlight but for a while
Founders of the city request
their own teeth
Be ground up for baby milk
I
am fortunate not to be knocked unconscious this
Clumsy
birth of curiosity it’s fine not
To
be grateful if you came in here now
I’d
pretend to be a lake
If I change the speed is a
change of season inevitable
Back to surface and air is
notebooks
Should I barefoot wearing what
kind of shoes meet
Night in
the part of the
classroom where animals
Made their
own cafes a
deafening sawing of night
A special
wood touched the
places on our backs
Glowing ampersands ulcer my
mouth
Use salt water to get out
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