new star tar

The whales could die any day now. That’s all I’m saying. There could be these barnacles filled with fluid that drip-drip into the sea. Where the whales are. The barnacles are not attached to the boats, due to the paint painters put on the helm and the stern and some of the sailors have paint …

ode to the kiwi

Little dipper of cream, you are a bunch of spit- on fur and your bird shoes your plinks– I have scooped you up from your leaning over, tiny hopper. I know they try you, et tu fruit, but don’t lie to yourself, bird. Your big egg is hard pressed to find better cheeks than these, …

Zoo Po Day

The zoo is getting me out of bed this morn, the zoo of no small animals, so showing off the taller ones–come to the zoo say they. There are gift shops and zoo objects besides, the tigers want to brush your teeth, keeper with this red baton just in his case, the lemurs, the lions, …

Paul of Birds

Paul of Birds (62) has an inaudible voice, the walk of an insect, and a robe which is too big for him. To right his body is to stand slightly jiggling in the foyer. This persistence of variation cause, ultimately, a change in the appearance of himself to himself in the wide mirror to our …

Sooner

the socking. The schooner ticking itself to the bay. Fed light of moon on my mouth. I knew you briefly flinging about, the glassy balcony, lofting the seeds so to birds you were. You were birds about to come to the skiffs. It was next. I mean you to be next to the sea, haul …

crocodilia

dilia dinnered * thought sumptuous * we see / saw dilia / dilia throathold old owl old fruity lute, drag the shadow out river, gowned down river –member simply the hunk of  & Sparrows someplaces protract insignias in orderless whatsoever & we/we just kept growing old dilia/dilia birds ding in the trees dilia/dilia oldriver to river …

There were birds

There were birds and birds of squirrels and elk, elegant birds, red and white ones. A bird that fell and hurts and ones all wet running. And birds where birds pump; eating the great sky, and birds for hire. There were. A bird in certain cases, and overblowing lightly, and seeing the sky shallower and …

When birds

wrapped their fists on that wire and two dropped like handkerchiefs on the porch. Watched them silver simple like tines, like people we think like. I forget what you said. The rain went to the windows and we slept ass-up in the tent. Chickened in that fat down bag. The moon shut it’s eye then look, …

Love Letter Hawks

Dear let’s see, here are my dear hinds, a black shawl across my back, yanked it with my big sticky toes. Way down there. A dear dog wedged in my craw & slopped on my elbow, ass-up, underlit, but enough to read like a jackal. Here dear. String you up like a buzzy horsefly, count tinkles in the tinfoil. I wheeled out the electric heater …

Bug Poem

the shield bugs the jesus bugs the bugs that come from toilet paper dispensers bugs I get them the bugs on my face the black heads of bugs I face come and get it this dinner the silent bugs the ones that get awards bugs on bats maggots that eat gangrene the bugs that copulate …

TWO

for Larry —so you canter close to the roadside, hay in your hair & rotten crocuses. Even in all this wind, horses crying & chickens stuck to chicken wire, you whisper. I don’t know where the whispering is— The pale wheat moves like gazelles on my legs & you break the wheat something to say. …

Deer Drafts

1| She drinks brandy. This thing with both thumbs smudging the glass. Then I touch her hair. We move through the time like a radio. I wheeze like a radio into her ear. 2| The twigs and spindles of ice on the window, autumn houses, burnt autumn housing. The way she takes me to her …