Disquisition            

for Creeley


So you break
through, you

find out what
exactly’s on

the other
side until

it begins
to climb

from your
eyeholes

and starts
a rage of

blooms that
make people

and people not
like or like

or like or like
or like or like

what will now
do. A rage

of bloodflowers
coming out

the mind’s eyes
“into the company

“of love, it all
returns.”





Manifestus                            


When they come to sequence you, to tell you
how and when and precisely why to divide
don’t let them, is my advice. You are the orchestra

and its pit, don’t let the bastards try to come arrange
the music your knowing is. Since everyone in the listening
arena is also capable of being approached by phone at

apparently any and even every time of day considering
the weather and all, it’s enough to make you stop
speaking to people forever. But then there’s the itch,

series of cellular events roughly described as affection
in after time. For now you move on amid the blood, the
little and large amounts of daily blood through human

wires, where it was not your place to be animal here
in the first place, stuck listening to so many of your own murders
day in day out; why not say what you will. You will.





Please Mind The Gap                  



To make a real face, all you have to use is your hands.

Your hands like here and here.

The face will start to speak back in a bit, if you hold your hands correct.

Work the thing back on there and it’ll stay and speak.

Faces are generally nice since human things open from them.

Beneath is molten, structure matters.

Unheld and unholding, human faces flow by like opening birds.




A Center-Hole                                                    


People speak in tongues in most cases, if you’ll admit the
generality. What we call the globe is really just a bulbous
selfdestroying node in spacetime. Everywhere but here,
we don’t exist. Some relief there, vacancy, room to move.
Plus the stars. Change the human form, wear some other coat.




HORN O’PLENTY, or, A POEM IN STICKY NOTES          
DEDICATED TO EVERY
SINGLE PERSON WHO HAS
EXISTED OR WILL EVER
EXIST ON THE EARTH
AND I MEAN IT

EPIGRAPH TO POEM:

I’M JUST BEING
WHAT I MEAN
HERE
TOO BELIEVE
ME

*

1.


IF IMAGINARY FRIENDS DIDN’T EXIST
I would have to invent them



HURRAH it is Spring
Time again in heroic or antiheroic

Couplets,
Even in Ithaka



JEEZ! What a real
Piece of work is man! I mean


2.


An actual piece of actual work.



You’ll hear it when you
Know it.


YEAH BUT WHAT’S A RIVER



UTTER BLASPHEMY



A MORNING ROMP




3.


PUTTING A LIEN ON NEVERLAND



ALL THE TRICKS EVIL COULD
DO ON HIS GLIMMERY MOTORIZED
BICYCLE



THEY TRIED TO SHOOT HIM



4.

out of the air with an
anti-aircraft gun.



PLAYING TO THE PEANUT GALLERY



GOING TO THE BATHROOM IN DUBLIN



5.


JUST OFF THE HIGHWAY
FROM THE PLACE DOWN
THE ROAD FROM
HERE FEWER
PEOPLE TAKE



YOU’RE BEING REDUNDANT,




6.


He shouted, You’re just
Saying the same thing

Over and over again
Day in day out!



WARFARE CLASS



THESE CLOUDS ARE TERRIFIC



7.


THAT MOVIE WAS SO BAD
IT MADE MY FRIEND
LAUGH AT A GENOCIDE




FREE BONDAGE





TO BE AND NOT TO BE
THERE IS NO QUESTION




SHADOWPEOPLE PEEK THROUGH
OUR WOOD AND GLASS BOXES



8.


Try to keep your
Sink clean



Please mind the wild
Animals, not-so-distant,
Who’d like nothing
Better than to devour
You in an incredibly
Messy series of graceful
Relentless attacks.




GROUND NEEDS FOOD





9.



ON the WORSHIP of
SKELETONS in this nation
And why those krazy kidz
Try to emulate them




WEATHER RETORT




A CLEAN, WELL-LIGHTED
AUTOMATON







10.



PHOTOGENESIS, or,
AS LUCK WOULD HAVE IT




INFINITE MACRAMÉ



You, wallflower, come
Back here and dance in
The absence of grace



SWIMMING POLL



11.



WILL THE REAL XXX XXXXXX
PLEASE STAND UP



IS THERE ANYONE IN THE AUDIENCE
FROM “XXX XXXXXX,” IF SO PLEASE APPLAUD



IS THERE A HOUSE
IN THE DOCTOR?




MICE NEVER LAY PLANS
THEY’RE BETTER PEOPLE
THAN THAT





12.



I miss my friends
With all my hearts




AUTOBIOGRAPHY OF A
FLEA-RIDDEN GHOST
OF A FLEA



Chairs are careful



SOFT PARTINGS



13.



BOULDER, CAVE, SHROUD



DIARY OF A FIFTH LEVEL PALINDROME




IMMACULATE RECEPTIONS



GOING, GOING, GOING



14.


I think I know
That all we

Know is think,

Which is why
My I am is me.



STUDY FOR A SELF-BURLESQUE



REQUIUM FOR
EVERYBODY
WHO EVER DIED
FEELING THEY
WERE NOBODY




EVIDENTLY, X.
DOES NOT SHIT
IN THE WOODS



15.



Pistils & stamens!
Pistils & stamens!



JIGGLY



TOO MUCH DEPENDS
UPON A NONBIG NONRED
NONBARN


HOLD
THE CHICKENS


HOLD
THE WHITE CHICKENS




16.



MONOLOGICALLY SPEAKING



IN DEFENSE OF POLYTHEISM



MY TRUE CATS ARE MY FRIENDS,
AN EXPERIMENT IN RHYTHM,
WHISH IS HESITATION IF YOU USE
IT



A TOMB BENEATH A MULTINATIONAL
RESTAURANT RUN BY AN
HERMAPHRODITIC CLOWN (LOOK CLOSE!)



17.



GOD BLESS HIMSELVES,
AT LEAST THE NAILS



SOMETHING DEAD STUCK IN
WITH LITTLE DRIED FLOWER STEMS



LAW IS REGULARIZED NUMBING
SUBTLE SANCTIONED TORTURE:
JOBS, HABITS, ROUTINES. YOUR
BODY IS NOT YOUR ARM.


POEMS ARE DOG WORSHIP



BOGEY HAS MUCH MOXY



AND MOXY IS WHAT
WE SPOTTED NEED



18.




ON THE ART OF BEING LUMINOUS AT TWILIGHT,
BRIGHT SPECKS REMAIN IN EVERYWHERE,
SQUID’S-INK-BLUE, SHOT THROUGH WITH SOON




WINDY LOVELY IDIOT, SAY ON




ACTUALLY SAY LA VIE





POSTULATIONS IN THE BACK SEAT




A VACANCY OF MOTELS
IN THESE WOODS



19.



HELLISH TOUPÉE



GRAVITY’S GOT ME DOWN



IN NATURE IS NO MURDER



LIFE SENTENCES



STOP BEFORE YOU THINK



20.


ELEGY FOR THE LIVING



ANTLERED SPECIES BEHIND
AND BEYOND THIS BACKGROUND







DUM-DE-DUM-DUM




21.



13 INNOCENTS



MERCURIOUS


TEACHING SCHOOL WHAT TO DO



22.



SCATALOGICAL WARFARE, PT. II



TO SEE AGAIN THE DEAD
SINGING IN THE DAWN



WHERE FOR NOW




23.



IT’S THE WORST JOB
IN THE GOVERNMENT:
EVERYBODY HATES YOU
AND YOU CAN DO NOTHING.



POETRY, SCHMOETRY



BLANK HEARSE, OR, HEAR SAY






24.



MOISTURE WHIP



CLOWNS ARE NOT
A DESTRUCTIVE FORCE




WHERE FOR NOW
AND NOW AND NOW



SOMETHING VOMITED
THE COSMOS, SOMETHING

GLORIOUS, LIKE ANOTHER
COSMOS



25.



IT IS MY DUTY
TO HATE WAR
BECAUSE I’M
STILL ALIVE


LOAFING IS NOT JUST AN ARTFORM,
IT IS ART-FORM




SOKRATES, LOQUACIOUS GOAT




STEPPING IN THE SAME FUCKING
RIVER TWICE, IN FACT
ANY NUMBER OF TIMES
EVERY GODDAMNED DAY






26.



THINGS ACCORDIAN IN AND OUT AGAIN AND AGAIN


COYOTE WAKING, COYOTE ASLEEP,
COYOTE INTERACTING WITH A SOCIAL SCULPTURE
IT CALLS JOSEPH BEUYS



NAMES ARE TOO MUCH ASH



BODY MAKES SENSE





27.



MY NAME IS MARK
ALWAYS HAS BEEN

KARL WAS JUST
A LARK



PRISONS SHOULD BE OUTLAWED



IF THE DUST
ON MY SHOES
COULD TALK
IT WOULD PRE
FER TO SAY
NOTHING AND
TO SAY NOTHING
PERFECTLY, IN
FACT



28.


YOU MADE YOUR WORLD
NOW SLEEP WITH IT



APRIL IS NATIONAL
CRUELTY MONTH



TUBERS UNITE, YOUR
EYES EXTEND PINK
AND FINGERLIKE INTO
DARK AND ARE THUS
BIOLOGICAL INSPIRATION
FOR ALL WHO DWELL
HOW DEEP THERE


29.


THROATSPLINTER



SELF PORTRAIT AS SOMETIMES FRIGHTENED




MANNEQUINS MAKE DO,
MAKE PEOPLE BUY





30.



TODAY WAS THE FIRST DAY
I HAVE A FEELING OF
HOME HERE NOW






I LEARN TO MOVE
AMONG FAMILY
AND FRIENDS AND
OTHER PEOPLE AND
THINGS NO DOUBT





31.



FORM’S NIGHTMARE
IS CONTENT’S DREAM



THE JURORS START
TO FILE IN, ALL
THE STOCK GENERALITIES
IN PLAY



BECAUSE I LOVE YOU, SIGNED, LENNY



32.



ANIMÉ MIME



GOITER OPERATIONS



ENNUI IS NOT
REALLY A WORD



I DEDICATE FISH-STICKS TO THEMSELVES




33.




NO-ONE’S ONUS



TIME, IT TURNS OUT
[SOMETHING MISSING HERE]



*

34.


REPRISE OR REPRIEVE
YOU PICK




NOTES OF THE MEMBRANE
OF A CELL WHOSE CENTER
IS NOWHERE & WHOSE VOLUME
INFINITELY EXPANDS


0

THE DREAM WAS
THAT WE THOUGHT
WE COULD THINK
WE COULD THINK




ARRIVING EVERYTHERE
CONTINUALLY INVOLUTING



I IS A SKIN




35.



YOU JUST GOTTA
STRIKE LIGHTNING
WHILE IRON RINGS




THIS TITLE IS A LITTLE BIT
OF A LONG TITLE, ALL GUARANTEED
TO TITILLATE




36.



A MESSAGE
FROM BEING TO
BEING ABOUT
BEING



37.



LINES CAN’T HAVE TITLES
VISUAL EVENTS ENOUGH
TO MAKE MOUTHS AT





MY NEW TWO FAVORITE
WORDS ARE POTENTIALLY
INFINITE




38.


THIS AND ALL THAT
IT IMPLIES DOES
HAPPEN TO BE
THE CASE




DUMB, INFINITE, BLIND, VIOLENT, LOVING, IRRITATED
WORLD WORLD WORLD




39.


ART AND LIFE
ARE JUGGLING



I CAN’T EVEN MENACE
THE GHOST IF I TRY




I JUST REALIZED NOW
WHAT I’M DOING
AND THAT’S ALWAYS FUN



40.



THREE FEATHERS
THREE THINGS THAT HURT AND THEREFORE INFORMED YOU
THREE IMAGES FROM YOUR ARM



I ALMOST CUT MY HAIR
TODAY AND IT FELT GREAT






WHO LIVES







41.



LET’S FACE IT OR
RATHER LET’S LET
IT FACE US WITH
THE FACT THAT
I KAN’T KEEP WRIT-
ING THESE THINGS
ON POST ITS FUCKING
FOREVER NOW
CAN I


[POEM ENDS HERE, OR,
MANUSCRIPT BREAKS OFF]



OBVIOUS APOCRYPHA



CAREERS ARE ALWAYS POSTHUMOUS



CURA ANIMARUM



READ MY PSS, A LETTER IN MANY NOVELS




NO NEW WAGES OF SIN




HOME FROM JAIL AGAIN HERE




LIFE IS BUT
A BIT A FISH



*



WE MUST LOVE EACH OTHER
AND DIE, OR WHATEVER






SNOW FALLS ONLY ON THE LIVING