Author Archives: byronius

Joslin

hot bright mall sunshine in the panhandle PVC palm trees brush past the polyester print 46 leather purse stack heel queen of shootemup, texas Joslin Holdimdown past sweet is the sweetheart of shootemup high the past master of the white … Continue reading

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Excerpted from Bean

(hot vicious beastie breath snacking on my backoneck hairs i gotta run faster) here we are on the earthface smooth and rumpled slick and smelling of meteors too many vents to the core too many towers of demonsmoke i danced … Continue reading

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Forces of Shiva

on the west hillside the forces of shiva on the east hillside the forces of kali in the valley is a giant guppy bubbles drift up from the soda pop beds the singing purple streaks waft to sky beautiful sky … Continue reading

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imminent plunge

if they took my handprint they would see i’m a wanted man eyes of the underground hands of the dark artist breathing normally and dressed like fred i waltz past security with my ceramic uzi six clips of paint cartridges … Continue reading

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homino breakfast

i sing in the hole deep down where the other voices can not reach down cool and dark with the other machines singing deep down sweet helluva thing harmony in critical mass boring holes in the foam deep down i … Continue reading

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what we started

the ants tried to get my canned cheese and ended up keeping my sleeping bag warm the wind blew the deer midnight grazed next to my tent and crashed off into the jeffrey pines then at eight thousand feet i … Continue reading

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day o’ coppage

andy made me steal he was older and shooting scabbed and crazy greasy hair and a temper at twelve i climbed in the windows andy zeroed on the cache always money diamonds drugs and bad bad pictures andy had the … Continue reading

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oslo andy

oslo andy living in the wall of the catacomb readin’ ‘n a’prayin’ why why why he cries this god is a mystery he makes me, then he makes me think, then he makes me think he’s not real what am … Continue reading

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pink frisbee revival

over ‘n over the shiny plate spinning randomly spitting out the people inside the head of the man in the van with the dog and guitar   title to this one: holy undercrossing title to that one: smear soul the … Continue reading

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i am a mad man maddy mad jump up and down in the snow bare feet run up tree run down cloud hoppy wild smart monkey super mad man ‘ntennas beamy beamin’ up and down in the methane bare feet … Continue reading

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damned guilty tit twistin’ phone company boss guy say CHECK RETURN ADDRESS

psycho fish swimming all around and down down to the hole in the earthsea ground penny up the sky penny down the hole floating in the zeppelin resting my soul billion little bubbles floating me sky-high brilliant little rockfish singing … Continue reading

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Your ‘effin turn, poser

Where o where is my response i get a little talkin’ but no art schmarty scared? scaredy cat where’s my ‘effin poem less chattin more composin’

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a whale

even this could go sometime this small string of rubber you and i perch upon hanging over the big dark hole you and i in the prison with no floor big rushing air comes up sometimes and we steady, help … Continue reading

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the dust is blood

wild monkey man (should have been the lead singer) your big boots stepping on the bones of the second wave of man tune out of time’s tunnel you’ll hear the eeries the mother’s wail the swoosh of the club then … Continue reading

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