Friday, January 15, 2010

"Clock Soup"

these things proclaim
of calm ice night one sonnet
tart glare of Pleione
reflected off muskeg
like it was the truth

no longer javelina
the undergound to Tlaloc
wine occult
an inbetween color

Altermodern 4.

"A Canticle for Lebowski"

the baronetical blur
bedizened on an earlobe
at the bottom of a lake
hot burning coal

glare or gray tub cast adrift
nor to scoff it makes tougher
carrots for the weak of sight
Vanir coin toss

Half of the movie at night. Half of the painting blank. Half of the sculpture empty space. Half of the music silence. Half of the dance stillness. Half of the poem secret.

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