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Monthly Archive for June, 2012

walk

in the t-shirted midday he jogs away the three kilometres, sheep seem profound   considering things less than last year, perhaps more alive / or, a blanketish blasé   it’s the crows on this stretch of road, big fucking things, that make themselves notable   he notes them later, legs sharing a blanket with her, [...]

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marking

hi james. i’m sorry i haven’t even started reading your poems. imagine business, trade, traffic of any variety as things.   but i saw a girl hock & spit into someone’s front yard. yesterday, a (different) girl tripped, hard, corrected herself.   both quickly glanced around. whipped their teenage hair. the car envelops me. what [...]

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capz

i’ve had this shoulder ache since childhood. since watching the olympics from a bunk-bed. one woman said i’ve just come to get my umbrella & two men said we’ve just come to do a bit of sanding, this in one day. i fumbled with two sets of keys from the right pocket, then, two keys [...]

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part three

  i climb mountains now. those within a day’s drive of my home. at the top & of the past & now none of this is what i meant.   having not noticed the sunsets in a while.   this thought meaning we are through. that thought meaning more, akin to the final gasp of [...]

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exploit the exchange rate

have you been to other places? it is easy enough to get there. feign ‘calm’ after a/the Thunderclap then imagine yourself a painting in a gallery ‘Man battles Rain’ (you are a woman) you artlessly suck at the day’s pith but no matter we both hit the ground breathing.   two doves preen each other [...]

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rhyme

let’s go on a health kick janine will say anything maybe i can stare at this out-of-rego caravan ad till i get cancer wear this ornamental thin cardigan, designer specs, & secretly plan a new eco-business seems she’s traversed every village this side of of anywhere they’re all extending skateparks & crediting the youth with [...]

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bank teller camaraderie

she mounted the octagonal table thinking something careful of councilors concerned they’d intimate things she’s a fort builder a bmx enthusiast always arriving a day late torn from the old clock like a battery she’d prefer anonymous emails to the polished oak about the toes people don’t think about that she thinks in this instant [...]

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splatter

so it looks like i’ll be attempting the splatter poems again this June… it’s been a few years, & i’m looking forward to forcing out poems again, 1 per day, 30 in all. let’s all (all? are there any non-spam readers left out there anymore?) also follow richard lopez, fellow splatterer.

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