SILLY LIFE (hommage to Jim Dine)

it sprays
in the CARMESIM SKY
the Riddle that children fear
shame shame shame in any
way:

1. the feathered wonder that hoists

2. the ingrained misfortune
3. the tragedy that smolders

you will say of a NOWLESS / WRAPPING MODE (eat

yourself!)
in the easy comings of a goofy glamour
fingering in the mourning lute
clothed in the claws
of BIBLICAL WHIFF
(with gloves, trunks, pliers)

@) Do not ask me gently

about the nebulous prelude
that licks the EPIPHANY
{the same, the like, the grimy
one}

lean on something wholesome

 that cools in the extraordinary nutshell

VOCAL TRACK =>

you simulate the sublimis

the amusing cachpot of quotes
the amphibian metastasis of the rigor
mortis

you sharp the sharing and nevertheless

you will try to translate convincingly
the wild way
and the fecund hunting of the WANKERS
(soaked in sunny pessimism)

her nickname is Kali

here she is
in this supportive & wordy mingling
bladdering the Physis
GRUBBY
in the provisional Love / where
do you hang out?
in the fild of speach?

dimmed while erasing

whith my rubber
(tyrannical / cult)
an instrument-experiment that spreads abroad
meanwhile you become afraid (O fear)
of the specious gossip
I will lick something
& thats fatal & co-
LLABORATES
with the TENNEBRA (ipsis verbis)
wich name is attached to the children of
Zion

with you on your

lap
O ABYSSAL MOTHER
because you know that everything will fade into
the stars
in the SlouCh of YIERUSALEM
in this disgusting life
of gull-haired mambos
of elliptic mournings
of guru ambitions

so PAY ATENTION
TO THE PARCS
of the parking lot

it was a passion (a lot recessive)

many many years in the wrong path
again ago never gone
with wrong layers dusty railroads

with time moving forward

to a ITCHY LIFE / that exceeds
the intensity we deserve
in the misunderstanding of misunderstandings

IT WAS A FUCK
even though the fragility
survived
the perpetual unvitory

WHAT DOES FOCUS

BEHIND SILLINESS?
you might ask as well
where is sadness?

but but
in the wrapped understanding
you underline the MONSTRUOUS
cowardice
of not following the path of the
HEART

{the perfect freedom for a fair time}

being you affable creatures
now torn in pieces
 so lets lit up the labyrinthine flare
of the secrets germinated in the insomnia

lets learn the leap

that unties you from the stairs / Id wish!

which stairs?

sic,
enmity rages on grace
where they lick (provisionally)
the color of the ancient (very
old)
miracle
so bright
and worthy of CLEAR TEETH
where WITT engenders sculptures
with space cornering
in its twists

the divine tenderness

about confused creatures
being glimpsed in miracles

EVEN IF THE EMPHATIC DENIAL ARISES

THE NO ITSELF
SHOULDNT BE IMPOSED AS A CURSE
 OR A SPECIFIC WOE

where the chant coolly arises

& painting exhibits its canine faces
top-dog, under-dog

threatening bird-song war-like

the thunderous LILIES FROM THE WASTE LAND
where the dark unmentionable
is overwhelming
& stiffens what is FUZZY {even the leer, in
the synonyms}

you will welcome the innocent ignominies

of the shitty world of the dead

& you will swim out of the black market

where ODISSEUS was surprised
by his maniacal aspects
of one who is lost in a frenzy
inside DEDALUS

you know that you beat me

in the esteem
that I conquered as a WORM over a corpse

because my heart burns

 in your twilight sweetness
passing pages
running to the
collapse
in the slits of kinship
in the fine fields that extend greenness
with leafy ornements carefully

drunken

waiting for you

to enter or leave
the wild bastard scenes
of this life that remains a cactus
residual
in the retroversions (bloody
bitterness)
in which the truths are grimy
MEDUSED

and you dont realize that they smell you

at a distance
since everything shakes
and you hang with BITTERNESS the
overcoat (mainly)
that arrives stewed from cinema

like a wet mark

 THE WANDERING LAND IRRITATES YOU

as well as the little lies

we love soo much

this famous storm

of tricks
where the gray moon
snows in a chinese poet

shareable fineness
embedded in sovereign color

palaces of sensuality
that placate metaphors
that try to survive
from the attacks of
alcoholism
INTACTS

you dont need to ask much

for the dream vegetalize you

spoiled attempts of something

unavailable green
averse
 like a regressive trout

imitating at the telephone

the ANGELIC conversations
being high with coktails

THE HEART IMMERSED

IN THE MOVED FORK
WEEPING

it calms the view in the character

avoiding wild sonetos arranged to travel
to European cities
in the lustral background
of a rosy friendship
in search
of near obscu-
ration,
where Big Bad John
bangs Betty Boop
the valid tigress

UNAVAILABLE

sad hospitallity
behind the inextricable curtains
cherishing the HOST/to
abbreviate
itself in the steak
with mustard & french fries

something fluttered
in the fleshy embracement of the i-breasts
(O my soul!)

barking to Aphrodite
that ALWAYS abandons
those messianic actors

KAFKA coming from the heart

of a small town
feeling worse and worse
getting entangled
in abusive parenthood
with indifference layers
in Talmudic economy (SO FLORID)

groping in unhelpful Logos

grateful sunofa-
beating

so nice so vile
a mon avis
a willy (very low) law
 where the fire of the LOGOS is in
imminent escape
and the winter instigates other
seasons
in the unrest of the falls
in the hurt of the art of getting up
available yet

do you remember
when we walked
your eyes strenuous
wrinkled ;
to get down ............................. the avenue bifid
talkative filling something

that caught your attention

as a contemporary musical piece
do you remember (?!) --- or ---- or ---- not
(since SILENCE is appropriate)

you guess how it failed fertilely

before your lack of interest

in the blackness of feelings

(flirting scenes almost scandalous)
while I smoked the biggest reasons
to evade
even seeing those pale dudes in the shadow
 of the b@n@n@ tree
coughing
inquiring
investigating the acidic urine

you will now go on drunk in that shed

next to the dam
with your eyes reddening the Homeric green
O it huuuuurts ah / the usury of / feelings
and I strip the T-shirt

to hum

inhospitable songs
crushed hurts
of a pinned charm

traces of Celtic rituals

awaiting the passage of the tributary speech
of Love
games of manic wordsannagrams

even though the cold outside

conditions the voice
and the way you hold me
the arm the neck
 avid, in a ranch
eating paellas

leaving the paw

out of bed, catching colds: winter
wins this spicy apathy
and every hope
is a shot in the darkness
lots of fishy years

& the joy

these guys are really bad & great
friends
they love to beat

fertile boxers

nor can I IMAGINE

the ambivalences of guaranteed
death
with the ease of a joy
even at the door without other
justification

OUTLAW MEMORY

where the tears become

chains / chasms
 in BLUE

the soprano underlines our freedom in his

affection

& the floor is still full of drops

& bitch fags
& it's been so long O O O
will you never give it to us
being jolly good fellows forever

beatific racket
sucking your fingers
the gone mirrors
of the dias-
pora

A GREAT QUIRK
but rich, a diamond
of the permanent gift
of our company
THE DANCE the dAnCing dance

................ leveraged
by the unstable desire
in this long long hell (well!)
with raging
knives ---------------------------------------
fragile

manilined by the evidence that strip me

of an intimate language

& they spent the years reading books

about nakedeness

IN PALE SADNESS
as the colors became
rainy
and yet the immateriality didnt help
so much ingenuity is requested
neither more nor less

the voice squeezes near the enchanted island

and there is an unprecedented willingness
to appoint as if it were the first time
you check these velvet names

devastating the purity of the

unspeakable
buttoning the spirit in phonetic
constrictions
nibbling ::::::::::::::::
: ::: things
wanders last seen
snapping up the red from the Party
 in the revolutionary kisses

for ourselves
the dried fruit
of dis-
enchantment
face whitout essence fingers
only

in despair,
even when youre moving barbaric
shakesperean
as a doe
drawing arrows

IN THE IDYLL
PALED
LICKED
RECKLESS WITH COLONIAL
SLANDERS

RHODESIA &

the Tigers of our wraths

were even less wise than hope

he continued to erase wetly the

marrowofdialectics
through a lubricated
scarlet
text

oviparous with a collar around the sun

THE SCENE LAND-BASED

sweetly albino
sparse notes
for a infectious dance
united
to spin Memories

you can complain the envy

that the alcoholic gods
toast you

with empty stomach

suffering from millenarisms
& the astonished vocabulary
of the maniacal mountains ab-
breviating
the indomitable blue
of a Swiss sky emigrated
to the tropics

even you go on nibbling me

confusing me
 with an ABSTRACT color
rather
Edenic by absurdity
and infamous
in the underworlds of your innocence
counting the takes
in this jungle of faces

surreptitious taility
numbing cacti

YOU CONDITIONETED ME YOU OLD

BASTARD
WITH FRESH GENES
& AMBULATORY HEMISPHERES
HOCKED

good lord!

& you told me

about the fucking obscurity
the boys leaning against the wall
chewing dubious tablets
............................. @................
without a shred of glory / or the will
to descend into a perfect ure

 **************************************

always in an embarrassing and

embarrassing fall
able to do nothing but drink gin or
vodka

its scary even when I put the turkey in the

oven
and the tender roast meats finds
an assiduous mother
who wants to devour it
to become more adequate for their children
knowing perfectly that you only want peace
and bread
outside the wild domesticity
with cacti on the balconies

and if they EMBITTER the mysterious

yesterdays

& eyes darting comic strips thunders

with flies around

& a SINGER who dawns on the difficulties

feeling the gerunds
........................ and the hastily printed life
 ..................... in this contemporary and framed
frustration

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radiations losing control / "snowed"

threats /
(of dubious shadows)
fantasmatic magnolias

of the camera
that attacks the crumbs in the table
licked
by an hieratic cat

@@@@@@@@@

would you say that everything endures

in a palimpsest (to be properly cleaned
by the waitress)
as your friend
from you
the aRROGANT
looking for a romance
in the blind tracks
(like everyone else)
 your hand shakes taut hands
in clashes
& you find yourself so SILLY in the poetic
border
& charitably incandescent
(jammed)
boundary or rosy?

did you say

the miraculous grunge?
the DINGY moratorium
spreading banalities?

the sudden and cruel pencil

crawling
on the PorSuiT of the black Buddha,
chameleonic
dangerously teaching
the prohibitive way
of the barren release

cat steps
within the PROVISIONAL
EMPTINESS
where is accumulated
the alleged Poem

CATAPULTED FEAR (the big now)

 the gray con
exceeding again all heavens

& the RAW JOY (the well kowned, the exiled)

emerges
from flabbergasted melancholy
you use to entangle in tears

INEXPLICABLE
taking care of the
alphabetic fullness
reasserted boyishness
(we can be today together?)

celtic flow of tears

in the voice of a slight adorable
tenor

it can rescue whatever (do you denie it?)

then it came this damp Buddha

of pernicious nirvanas

escaping to the
clouds &
the gallow comfort of the old poet
 who absorbs the mountain
.......... the bloody beast ................... in the willing
wilderness...
where the vague consciousness finds a backrest
to exercise its stillness

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one coat that tempers
temperaments
for such pulmonary light
to dress
new imperfections, new routes
//////////// in sex
the ONE))))))))))))

in this dizziness
in this certain misconception
of ambulatory orchids

CELEBRATING
ABOUNDING
ANCHORING