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death-radar sacrifice accomplishment
It’s what we’re paid to do that makes us
so effective when it comes time to
step away from the worksite.
Sleep in the deep after the house
caves in. Nice to see that you’re continuing
when everyone else has given up.
Tales for a short life
From 2012 exhibition/Mechanisms of Chaos(Triptych/carcoal and white ink on paper/100cmX200cm)http://tempelopoulosartworks.blogspot.gr/
Fishy algebra
a really big fish
in my house —
joinery threatens every mashed parable, many under the mossy substance
lacks first hirsute benign happens: you
can frère knight the boulogne butterings of apples retained
fixedly on mock terraces freely overtake
the boundary of green first things
don’t back up and look. the night is descending
a beam, here through rocks, jerks
and calls, something heathery, knowing and beseeching
for some
yountville hayrick
in my house —
joinery threatens every mashed parable, many under the mossy substance
lacks first hirsute benign happens: you
can frère knight the boulogne butterings of apples retained
fixedly on mock terraces freely overtake
the boundary of green first things
don’t back up and look. the night is descending
a beam, here through rocks, jerks
and calls, something heathery, knowing and beseeching
for some
yountville hayrick
Tentacled Animated GIF
the Geology of Hidden Messages
The Geology of Hidden Messages
20 years removed from altered postcard, received at dawn of friendship. All that and everything. Fingers with angry eye tips. Benjamin firmly holding the kite string jolt. Hair tossed. Pole-dancing woman with head of dog. Subtly lost? X-ray of man carrying his 2nd amendment militia rights, blue screaming face behind cool shades. Meaning in a 6 foot pit, buried.
Only later would the messages surface, from air pockets deep underground. Postcards as foreplay, foreplay as prologue, prologue as hindsight. Red dress wedding I would not attend. No final words, no ginger regrets. The science of understanding in layers of sedimentary rock near the earth’s molten core, churning. Collaged metaphors trapped beneath clear tape. Cancelled Love stamp, 32 cents.
stevenallenmay
8/30/2015
20 years removed from altered postcard, received at dawn of friendship. All that and everything. Fingers with angry eye tips. Benjamin firmly holding the kite string jolt. Hair tossed. Pole-dancing woman with head of dog. Subtly lost? X-ray of man carrying his 2nd amendment militia rights, blue screaming face behind cool shades. Meaning in a 6 foot pit, buried.
Only later would the messages surface, from air pockets deep underground. Postcards as foreplay, foreplay as prologue, prologue as hindsight. Red dress wedding I would not attend. No final words, no ginger regrets. The science of understanding in layers of sedimentary rock near the earth’s molten core, churning. Collaged metaphors trapped beneath clear tape. Cancelled Love stamp, 32 cents.
stevenallenmay
8/30/2015
a man
a man scratched at that
where the clouds return, and burn
the catastrophe of small mind
failing, like the winding pavement
and grey at the edges
the present tense colludes :
frying on the sidewalk, those brains
under hills with thyme
a heat loss, a brake failure
only with footnotes
after sixty to seventy years
Against the Stew of Aims
Los awash
in pupusa sauce
No kidding!
Contr contra edio
cara mia Wow!
Peg bunt a head
long packsaddle
Din a dun and Anne
Umlaut
Man as pin prick
Paraphrasing
after summiting
his scarecrow
None gun but go
lose sounds awash
Naked I am and plan
to leave among
a young syndicate
of likeminded,
disabused Pinyin
calligraphers
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