You'd have to say like the or
like a or we wouldn't know enough to continue
As … humanity lost in grace
a plain speaking plenty confuses then them for one
As well as batty fleeting things
as far as any brachial plexus injury was a prayer
Knees completely green and
kneels completely grounded and blown through
Some tiny red flowers aren't roses
and like the difficulty of a portrait with its back to us
Shopping verses in Matthew
Greek and Latin fail to nurse an expression in English
Gone down a bomb
kept saying as enough kept it down like a bomb
Writing the contact
it would be myself with thick and unclean hands
Looking down as no one guessed
what surfaces even more brightly than wounds
The literal extreme
but here he does use a blotter with his pen
Its devious staring into white
a crow on a bike like with suspicions superior to
Have written in spite these figures
in cloth no less isolated than the law we follow
That tells our date of birth
and who could ever ask for a more even breath
I know that once it's written not
much will change for six or seven years until
He'd lost the getting over he'd found
then used those metaphors packed into his shoes
For cold feet indoors and out
some eyes make houses out of windows
Practical and dreamlike staring
into curiosity toward a current of listening to
Steely thoughts or nearly absolute
silence inside a plea nearly not there and secret
A timid sublime having raked
over the understanding the inessential order
Almost touching the glass an hour
past much that comes into the room as sunlight
You are fooling yourself
it is thinking gets so lonesome in the ocean
As if the world could be sucked out of everything
all at once
like a or we wouldn't know enough to continue
As … humanity lost in grace
a plain speaking plenty confuses then them for one
As well as batty fleeting things
as far as any brachial plexus injury was a prayer
Knees completely green and
kneels completely grounded and blown through
Some tiny red flowers aren't roses
and like the difficulty of a portrait with its back to us
Shopping verses in Matthew
Greek and Latin fail to nurse an expression in English
Gone down a bomb
kept saying as enough kept it down like a bomb
Writing the contact
it would be myself with thick and unclean hands
Looking down as no one guessed
what surfaces even more brightly than wounds
The literal extreme
but here he does use a blotter with his pen
Its devious staring into white
a crow on a bike like with suspicions superior to
Have written in spite these figures
in cloth no less isolated than the law we follow
That tells our date of birth
and who could ever ask for a more even breath
I know that once it's written not
much will change for six or seven years until
He'd lost the getting over he'd found
then used those metaphors packed into his shoes
For cold feet indoors and out
some eyes make houses out of windows
Practical and dreamlike staring
into curiosity toward a current of listening to
Steely thoughts or nearly absolute
silence inside a plea nearly not there and secret
A timid sublime having raked
over the understanding the inessential order
Almost touching the glass an hour
past much that comes into the room as sunlight
You are fooling yourself
it is thinking gets so lonesome in the ocean
As if the world could be sucked out of everything
all at once
not that your writing isn's always good or enjoyable or whatever adjective may be appropriate -- none are, you know -- but lately it seems different; i might say more accesible but that is so utterly subjective and arrogant as to be totally useless. Perhaps you can use your intuition, insight, whatever to read whatever it is i'm trying to say cause i sure as heck am doing a good job of not syaing what i mean to say. It's meant as a positive, for whatever that means, as though i shoulld pretend to anything.
"I like it" is not what i mean but that's not to say i don't
Posted by: ms | 09/24/2009 at 08:12 PM
Thanks ... yes, something a little different is happening ... but not so different that all of a sudden I'm clear as (name yr favorite lucid poet). Thanks for reading ... I do appreciate it.
Posted by: brtom | 09/24/2009 at 10:11 PM
kinda like the vast spaces covered by the net
Posted by: ms | 09/27/2009 at 01:12 PM