Tuesday, August 15, 2006

Boundary Haunt

Bat features, the office of bat
Features ears, little heart
A beat-beat. This room full
Of flutters. In this the fields
Trampled in escape, mass
End-of-it-all on motorcycles
Escape; humans headed to
The caves. In that room we
Always leave the light off.
This room is the kitchen,
Small teeth for cupboard
Knobs, swivel-eye light
Fixtures. Enough of these
We’ll have a squeaking city.

Friday, August 11, 2006

Resistance Metal

Objection metal. Appearance metal. The horned rim stainless stud metal. The squeal, the squeeze metal.

Ornate metal. The substance metal. The sheet of plywood over a mud pit metal.

Organized metal. T.V. metal. Insane supped up to drive a mile metal.

Wrinkled rusted forgotten metal. Transparent metal. Intentional metal.

Hold the line metal. Don’t give in metal. The Persian gulf metal draining worry into a pot of ambition metal.

The soldier metal. The forgotten cold street metal. The wet rain wet ground metal. The slick tires metal. The all day waiting metal.

The unsatisfied metal. The wet rag metal. The wet rag stuffed in the mouth metal. The ransom metal. The accused metal. The gaining ground over tyranny metal. The infrastructure metal.

Friday, July 28, 2006

Fang Bastard

Squeezing the Tubes


Beyond the Cave of the Fang Bastard


Wrong in the head


Or just fucked


Squeeze the well, toe stubber


Your rage feels furry too


The Fang FANG bastard


Revel in the tubes to machine


Mind a way out of this beef stride of impotence


Think of little Bruce Dickenson


In his SaXon fur bikini


Belting badland badassed despite ridiculous nakedness


Squeeze the Fang Bastard


Into the cave

Thursday, July 27, 2006

Shell of Blisters

So wicked stench
Trends us to avoid

So wicked crosses
Spend us into grave bones

So harmonious snake glands
Tremendous to the slave domes

So bonneted whip-cracks
Entomb us in the hippodrome

So purple trip skulls
Bonus with a knife ticket

So siempre malodor
Groans us paranoid.

Wednesday, July 26, 2006

GOAT SONG

And revised to wit
Like the bombshell or afterward
In the tabloids
Pills each inference tangos to
Ordained the ever rafters
Diminished, canticle organization
Resist the smooth juncture’s fetish:
Farm-rooted to the bleary contest.

Absolve oh detangler, absolve
The mesh nylons, the fast fact
Of continence, obey

Lurch church custodian of the watermark

Hang two corsets in the lumberyard
Next to a knotted dream
Carpathian wheat grinders in stockinged
Resistance stand up and goat dance
The Metal finger flags delivered
To skewer, prancing daggers of impotent rage.

One nimrod squanders the fringed
Leather jacket on warm afternoons
To loungey spring-like for hard looks and metal
Accessories, soon the skull rings and cross necklace
Give over to a crack in the car seat
Floor mats of obscured treasure

Excess in the soft core, the switch of hair
For music the concession of mind

To will, to wit, read about it
One farm raised length of angry resistance
Three chords heavy, some drums.

Friday, July 07, 2006

Noise Lava

Which is the doom of the snake
Which the driver in the subatomic

Lean into the heavy-heavy
With brain the brain cudgel

No neck outlines the sadistic end
Permanent deflowered knots

Binding the horns to the skin
Bonnet over loud surging to grind

Out the grind out the edge
From a razor beam, diffusion

On burning me through, carries
Me through the burning uber fuzz

Churning the amp’s misanthropic
Leaden hammer to liquid palls

Monday, July 03, 2006

Dillenger Escape Plan

Whereby the incisions are clean
And amputations lean directly from
The windows for a leer
At your chunky bits, the ones piling up
Around the mail slot.

Nothing ends so well as what does
With a hail of bullets.