what you mumbled

suddenly confronted
in dirty metals
blues and grays
and screams of agony
with what you mumbled :
no you didn´t evoke or provoke this hell
this is not revenge
for wilfully using bricks you yourself never baked
its just how socioeconomic forces play out
how your personal space time warps
banal blood
so if you are to have a future after this
be more careful

sm

sm spce
sm mth
it´s snowing in my heart

4.11

on four
goint eleven
sevr the estrs
nine

16 with a bullet

sixteen joy and hanging
shoes black skies and white ties
old membranes she´s retaking her sames,
redoing innumerable rays
an assortment of softly woven lies
richly treacherous bland pies & organic, messianic stems
he took the glass of water in his left hand and raised it to his lips
it has was might
the cards of eliot and his drowning pebbles
never to arise again, my frenzied companion

net 2

go ´net young man !
and the owner of the general store
makes his millions
selling spades and boots

girona fruits

16 and I´m yelling for a pencil
unlikely events string together
the world clogging up
the teeming starving millions and billions
girona is written into my language
informs every breath
like every other idiot
I seek refuge in the particular
which, my dear,
is no way to find closure

ten pins falling

10 pins falling
pressure rising
screaming for that number
better just
screaming !
pins

"had enough"

a lovely track on lulu.com, which I can´t recommend too highly : "had enough" is the title and it is excellent.
more sudokettes soon...

counting beads

counting some three thousand beads
bits of meat
little corny universes
the record reads stupidity and stubbornness
reiterated
and a rhythmic swell calls hope

7 or 8

seven or eight came muscling in
and so it´s over
smashed about, I´m now in the general
today I walked the corridor with my crutches
praise be to mamma god !
the body is picking its way carefully through the pain and the fractures
praise be to mamma !

308

they´re rolling by
2 by 2
4 x 4
and some centipedes
and some centurions
NOAH DOCKS IN NOVA IORQUE
but my head is creaking
and the creepy-crawlies rustling and bustling in my cranium
my few little explosions go
phut-phut-phut
at low levels of
meaning

ten

Rolling out the lines to the past ocean
Signal comes back
No heroic and no beautiful acts
Just mistakes and weakness
Dusted over with icing sugar
Roll in the cables boys
Let´s smoke a cigarette and gaze out onto the sea
And if you´ve been a bad boy
What then ?
And if you are a bad boy
What now ?

15

the world leaders exchange gifts but it´s 15 million and counting
two fledglings fell out of the nest today
we picked them up with packing paper and put them in the dustbin
who is within your moral universe ?
HOW CAN I SEE YOU ?
the terrorist tacks the banner to the wall,
leans an automatic weapon against the table
the other presses the record button and nods.
“ in the name of…”
sound to noun to bullet
brings
bullet to noun to sound

56

Thereafter everything is a gift
The present-present within the fade of the past
The bombs quietly ticking.
His walk is crisp
His well-measured blow shatters the stone
He may yet choose the dull intricacies of tradition
See him walking slowly behind the priest in the procession
He´ll be one of the bearers, carrying the 200 pound Nile carp
Hear the mumbling – it could be Spanish, could be Latin
Hear the flies rubbing their legs together
He will be standing awkwardly
Behind the sunglasses, his eyes glancing guiltily
The religious paw on his shoulder a sort of rough comfort
Which demonstrates quite mundanely that too many gifts can hurt you !

24/7

and international air travel
and the district hospital
the tubes, the warlords
and the folds and creases in the fabric of time
and permanenet video surveillance
four
three
two
one...

five

five in your face
purple will follow red
smashing ´n´trashing u
cold moon ticks on slowly

8

a force nine inside
but you butter your bread neatly
curl your eights correctly
just like a good boy

butter

27

ONE two three four
one TWO three four
five five
staying
going
step
steady now
...THREE and four
one TWO three four
one TWO three...
and now
a little bit higher

going

twenty-nine

twine twine
tense o´ the line
taking it up to forty
overloading at ST4

twine
ST4

break

sorry for the break; we had a very unpleasant DOA here. Hope to resume posting tomorrow

DOA

nine

and suddenly
nine !
light comes in buoyant, bright
electrochemical neurotransmitters fire a million rockets into the dark night sky
yes, it´s this
yes !

light

33

the numbness
reading left to right
right to left
looking up
sideways
no ways

49

one

one in two hundred thousand
gives
five four three two one
explosion
takes
27 dead , 321 wounded

eight three o

pressing the five buttons
pumping up the blood
seething
chest heaving
8 billion kicking in
in front one or two things
maybe twenty to thirty years
of standard payments

seven

this is seven,
one is for trees
two is for mummy
three is for the one on the other side
four is a secret nere to be told
five will freeze your blood
six may change
seven is seven is seven