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The Monadology of Us
(I)
1
Irreducible metallics,
under-arms, engroined.
Your whole concocted
from also-ran s.
Want to pare you an apple
find you at stations
airports
hear u cough
u cum
Make you sweet tea
Never need remind you
my body is provision,
my smell your childhood sea
your childhood sea.
2
Irreducible metallics,
under-arms, engroined.
u cum
3
Grabbed as water
falls, flowers
tubs puttied
in a typ. Brit. summer’s eve.
hints: bruised geranium leaf
nasturtium peppery
stewed grass
a crush of clover-masala tea over
blancmange chowder
find you
4
at stations
airports
In between
Wittgenstein’s awesomely lonesome Mistressand tender’s
now.
Find you, irreducible.
metallics
Under-arms, engroined.
5
Find some
start.
(II)
1
Irreducible metallics,
under-arms, engroined.
If they pared me.
Bit out my womb and threw me. After it was over. My
body as provision.
Would you find me
at stations
airports?
hear u cough
u cum
but not smell you
simply drown in your sound
your useless semen sea
2
Irreducible metallics,
under-arms, engroined.
Seed, bruised. Grabbed as puttied water.
3
lose you
at stations
airports
4
Wittgenstein’s unregenerative.
Mistress without tender.
Irreducible.
Blood dead. Metallics gone.
5
Find some way.
(III)
1
Irreducible metallics,
under-arms, engroined.
Your whole concocted
from also-ran s.
Your sick child compensates
her parents’ social inadequacies.
I’m blamed; yet a we
glossing over.
Want to handle your swank boredom
as India occupies the crease
pare you an apple
find you at stations
airports
hear u cough
u cum
mail the only turn-on
that’s what habit does
Make you tea
Never need remind you
my body is provision,
my smell your childhood sea
your childhood sea.
The Sorcerer and Her Apprentice.
They have your scent pissy.
You’re there to fix: grandma’s death, seizures, a rabbit hutch. Get
through two or three
books a week.
2
Irreducible metallics,
under-arms, engroined.
u cum
In layers of domesticity
at second best me
3
under-arms
engroined
fear
Blatant that last Boston week, my dear.
Wittgenstein’s awesomely lonely Mistress.
4
you’re there
not here
5
Grabbed as water
falls from flowers
their tubs puttied
in a typ. Brit. summer’s eve.
hints: bruised geranium leaf
nasturtium peppery
stewed grass
a crush of clover-masala tea over
blancmange chowder
you’ll bed
there
not here
her teenage extraextra uptempo over n over n over
used as her night-fixer
6
feel like I’m in an American sitcom
Quite.
irreducible metallics
at stations
airports
no way to
finish
no end
(IV)
1
Irreducible metallics,
under-arms, engroined.
Want to pare you down
at stations
airports
hear u cum
Make you sweet,
my smell your childhood sea,
my body your provision.
2
Irreducible metallics,
under-arms, engroined.
hear u
3
Your water
falls. Hints: bruised geranium leaf
nasturtium peppery
stewed grass
a crush of clover-masala tea over
blancmange chowder
find you
4
In between stations,
airports,
find you, irreducible.
metallics
under-arms, engroined.
5
Find you.
Postmenstrual Globalization
On another yet a
nother darker side of moon I’m
been there Stood in
ashes
(but not of repentance) up to my waist
waiting for engulfment
but no
wind
no set fair for sail to anywhere
more honest and decent than next breath
on air stale burger grease
grime creep under
my nails
and all around full-moon portraits not
miniatures but huge lake shaped
my sister’s face more monalisaish than
her earth days
I catch whiff of fresh vag smell
of me in my heyday(s)
brown papered parcels of secrets fly
wingggless trailing complacent shadows
in this a harsh shadow
desert
Black space invaders clamp
and suck all sense of boundary from me
each little step a giant Pandora
creeping mania
Then you
primary monster hypomimickering me
yours,
faults intoning
limericks/histories
I take one last gasp and it must be just before I
suffocate I remember
medication
my dedication to myself:
Lest We Forget
But just like this world falling into terror
I collapse
Demons applaud
:their silence succubuses
responsibility
Medics one side
over some lunatic divide
politicians pull sound bite capsules apart scattering
platitudes
across pocks
my hair wired in a cooling breeze affair for visual effect
VIPs connect deforestation poverty death-cults relative deprivation
Hell is
a hell of lost plots
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