One Word Album

datadidntsitright
forcetobearwith
willbelessthan
leapsandbounds

always in a tough situation
you can set the needle
on stun and run your fingers
back through your gelled
black hair, saying, "mama,
what'd you do with my gun?"

sortthewillowsweeping
downanddammed
riverfowlskipupand
dipbacktheirbeaks

one leaf the color
of gold light
afternoons sometimes
offer back to us
in weather like this

transactionsexpected
fromcostyouthinkboom
linestoscanandsnore
tointegratewithsystems

Building spark

watch the wrist and claim your space for parking. all the calories are counted.
it depends on what you need the spark for.
it depends on what you need the building.
your needs are so identifiable, that's for holiday.
yesterday we wore disguises.
our guys were windproof.
tonight the colors go damp.
all the roofing nails man up.
from up there fast as tindersticks.
blank the forest green and smelly.
all the ends.

newer music and mail arrivals

so in the past weeks i've picked up a few albums and intend to spend some more time trying to find other new music to spend my money on in the not too distant future. my eye still has an occasional twitch to it and today in the mail i received ana's book--stars of the night commute, which i'm very excited to get into once we're done killing the killers of in cold blood in school. aside from having to wear a tie everyday, the school's seeming like a good fit. it's still a hustle but things are falling together in the NOVA. here's to staying home on friday night and getting some shit done. and here's to you...
can you guess what that is?

Bait and Swatch

Here a cloth, there a clock:
watch your hedging, place your bets.

which half, which have?

tomorrow we're headed to a rally.

anything could turn into
something else--a metaphor, a clamp for mouths.
and the moths are quietly pulled to, bullied.

we'll not shut up. will not sure, shut.

Dam road clamber

sort the hard stones from the storefront
soft water marks
a little tap tap on the vowel's head
you sleep when the skirts go blowing
maybe melt the face right off
how a name gets
tough after cooking for too long
the battle is
the bottle isn't
made yet, a boat for inside
a miniature set of feelings for the dolls to wake up with.

here. test your cornfield out for rows.
simple the rut, the rut, the rut followed.

Delayed announcement: New Book Available from FGP

Hello all of you beautiful and supple people. Circus by Michael Robins is in post production and can be ordered by mailing money or by using the paypal button at: flyingguillotinepress.blogspot.com

There is also another book in pre-production: All the Little Red Girls, by Angela Veronica Wong.

Set your brain to stormy

and check out Flying Guillotine
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