Living with fresco (Anamosa)

And while no, it is not the worst thing of things that, as Chuck Jones did for the coyote, few care no more for the enchantment, we were meant to, in that being and seeming pooled into miasma to dip the pen, from here, begin

wide hand hip hold

sleeping soft, “infant softness,” and awake once more and in between is it you I knew to always meet the yes reduced to such and such expanse unfixed for love of fathom, at the clasp

Birthpangs in triplicate

Surface obesiance. I cave more for. Ambient chernobyls. 

Bis du dann noch

Three minutes of Chinese Roulette and I speak German, for a second time, again. Not that I know what any of it means. As for. Days in painted silences without belonging to the field. The question of the sexual carrel. Choose yours. No woman an island. A seduction of self into self. Mien. 

dior swimsuit mirror

I thought Rachel Cusk had said she'd reached the end of the English sentence. I guess not. modern society, its limerances, the resolutions of the percussed void. The apostate's awareness. In my smile the mother's smile. As simple as.

pollock-krasner

I was in the grace of thingliness, I was in the breaming The sea Lifting not   to hear

neither there, nor in a forgotten for 

this flapping 

tail to hull 

the ascending body, an application myrrh myrrh 

our scent, search poised to form, he tells me 

Marden's last look at 

Saint Jack 

of mobile bild, a way

Forward, the line at the base of the ark are you bent

writing into line eternal 

end facing Fuentes, Proust we wish to know no whelm 

to walk, as you do, on

Mer mer

The death of MJ

The first event of the twenty-first century (2009)