Friday, July 2, 2010

sonnets to lenin ~ Simon Howard


undesire•sensua
lash
crashcup of fiery
moon
residu unowned
dress on a nail
Thing clicking
at door undertheearth
blackbirds freak
soul
bolshevik bleeds
effaced coin
summer dark
1 armpit

~~~

verses make crumb
no return sniffs pop
song> dry rain
harp on a blade

the weeping & gnawing
amoeba king
sized bubbles hallucino
the fear of the room

not the fear in the room
some branches not cut
hush on the patch
an exhibition of glassed eye

on Its bed
of writhing suns


~~~

to be late too about this day
every time about “of junked”
scene from wherewhen
red rubber sand
als gong hot street cooling
butterbees o

ver the cup the unfaced the scratch
the yellow
the drear
texture
sleepers
fuckers
petition &
cancel•


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