4 pomes || Billy Bob Beamer

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hobta  erfe lasiture.
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nall fem, hi ti c ase ays
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hein hem, ,  reinence ois
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poem || Jeff Harrison

Frau Welt

how the sea built us! -
don't lower that tightrope into this nowhere well,
it's for walking across -
welldiggers doing narrow like they're doing belief-appetites
whirl in doubt -

the peeling creeps -

want a phrase? here goes, Frau Welt:

we're now back, Grand Nothing, you Zero,
you weirdo cluster aiming Dead at golddiggers
we welldiggers strike back & spit gold,
spittle yr plumage now, and as trembles the Republic,
so trembles the rotted tho still-heavy black wind skittish thru yr hair

this will lock syllables onto yr locks,
Grand Nothing, Frau Welt,
snakes lying sluggish upon yr pate,
their squeeze will not wear this line thin,
nor thin as the Usher line will my blood run
at their hitherto pierced sleeps plugged now
with phrase sacked from margins

how the sea built us! -
you, Grand Nothing,
won't last a day against those eyeball tickets
I'm the dog who ate the prayer,
here mosquitoes disdain blood &
feast upon appearances
hummingbirds about yr well feed upon
carrion they often create,
bigger than dirt dinner

their tooth pains at yr question
"Shake for my will?"
stitch yr honor when it's too elastic, yep,
we're all longing to be yr dog neighbors, yip,
with our voices hanging loudly off thorns
wagging our haunches in the spot where
you left the sky to bleed out SOOOO white

I'm the sky you left to bleed white as
a sheet of paper waiting for dog drawings
most wearied white & hired to be yr traveling companion,
yr airline seatmate
essentially you sit small,
bubbling, & piqued -
that sound you hear is just
my tail dragging

sharper than a serpent's tooth
is my hound-tooth tearing the
sky open white as clouds
that blade you had packed for
remedies smells remarkably
(obviously!) like MIDNIGHT
yr mouth is the underside of
the back of yr head - deliquescent,
bucket slides off rope

Aaargh, blown is this ghost-blown eye
from person to person!
how the sea built us! -
moist mysterious as such spreads go,
so THIS is the Scorched Eye Jump!?
I've heard so much about it!
its purring smoke bears aloft
molten heels of Appearance-Beasts

to a prospective dog,
pictures are frolicsome only at intervals,
heels never cooled, &
it's ALWAYS back to the drawing-board for our likes
coins will prove our natures by that action: GENEROSITY
future time-outs, y'know, for spare excitement, guv'nor -

spare some change?
Ah - HA HA: SPARE SOME CHANGE?!
Mother Nature? Frau Welt?
one of 'em pauses from sundown,
or power,
to neither muliebrity perceived courtesy
watery the waves,
comical by conscience,
examine line of glimpses with mannered humps

the way the shelves in your back lay
everything will slide off eventually -
and THAT is why they call YOU Frau Welt...
it is your side-name when yr on the mend...
whenyou stand upright &
even when you lie on your side,
we these shelves in yr inside-out gyroscope

poem || Lewis Gesner

from Cataphonic Gong by Lewis Gesner

resilience converge on sharpened pins functional holsters, specimen treatments so too are growing stacks of pages with no visible content advancing sunlight procrastination lemon and water scans for silver and invisible ink drops of red candle wax fortunes in the crease suits the steel roofing attached to the cement wall of the house in the front, and in the rear where it is angled between two buildings and forms a separate enclosure the frog man who leaps on hands and knees between the rows of tress, subject to a birth defect the dark soldering of nature sharp sensation shakes the head wait out the pulsing touristic lining on the paper, scratching of the pencil to produce effects of border, effects of substance suggestions of the shade, as light is somewhere too implied upon the page expert dissections of the things pulled out of the walls were they hollow walls were they not, where these objects liquids or like sprits running through the solid wells and there they are again on fire strange what the artist is doing putting three unrelated objects together on Polish television also as he makes a cute song of pitches, tearing a piece of paper, followed by a small rumbling, a rolling earthquake in Asia the red paper contains a blessing not works but portfolios of association enveloping cloud forms, stirring geometric shapes, blacked, hazy edges telling for repair these are visions to be corrected with the claw end of the hammer some burr removed then another, then an unsuccessful handmade nail removal so these operations success, correct grill occupation of asserting in two directions for locating, shamanic skill predict flight and change sprinkler hoses, punctures under pressure fountains free trip from God’s mercy faith drops weights in irregularly stitched and shaped sacks of canvas onto planks over an open precipice these planks unsecured depended their points of contact in their rest remain still or spring up suddenly when dropped upon jump surprise of accident of ignorance and physics occult diary and witnessing quagmire diffident to mud, soft reed grass and swamp snakes coiled beneath the palette with the red nails pointing up try to step on stones and not the wet sods which might propel you forward into a muck of leeches try not for bleeding the milk into it either, the dawn and shine that bounces off the top of the water so it is black as black mica, with the hint of a fin or viper’s tail snaps above the surface in a penetrating |snap| that wakes the prey your drops of tar pitch ooze from where you have slit your third finger and divided your fingerprint into two ovals for your whole lifetime drip drip emits the round thick drops utter the sore release grounds downs issues salient forths I for want to be(s) produces a thickened wax that coats the bearer and when he rests, secludes with the below(s) and in a moment of unconscious abandon to absolute rest is sucked down straight care in the muck and mire and quagmire or the amalgam swamp, the setting of the offal odor hinting history move aside the excremental when the pipe comes from underneath the road and there is open gutters all along the length of country street the field which floods the rusted shell of a car half way to the hollow tree swell of bit through just what you can remember, the rest sunken here too with the insignificant shoe flexible strips keep your shape wrap them around, center them in linen make a ghost sheet of yourself, white and flapping sail imbue with purpose and responsibility rest with the legs folded and buttocks on the rock half way across the brook incomplete profusion intensive relenting cracked housing makes attempted ignore feel indistinct without nerve end described the leper in the village wakes the fingers are gone the rats have eaten there is no sensation always perch, and high and out broken rest, undeeply save energy, seem to submit to influence carry your noose who made the gorgon breathe through as reed straw finds its way to the pediment and disappears you are too long for this replace repent oh flapping but can’t lift off what has hold without a blanket the broken jaw but can pop the mouth apart for eating

poetry || John M. Bennett

Espejo del Guau

she’s net ,¿tamales quieres? ph

one the dog an ,bit moon ,ste

am curling from the lid yr b

arking fork yr pock et lub

e index )EX( )HALE(

)the shorn ladder( ///// a

p rise the tree pocked - en un

rincón de la plaza )mi

balacera cotidiana( donde un

h arpa ciega me canta y

,tus platillos tus tenedores tu

calaverita de miel )my

hairdo burns(

“arfter”

arf

...y se expiró en el estanquillo.

- Homero Aridjis

Rheostat Mirror

fog bringer vine ampter

cone ,reduction current 

swills the BLOCK’S broken

my ,file time ,breeding’s

gold ,the view sings dim ah

.spay the final form yr out as

h h h h h h h h h h

hovers around my roof

.pretty inchy ,no? he hees

he hauls he homes .dot

mur tex ? ,nah ,a phace

come dither .mew mewl m

aul ,matter no matter ,wit

hering round the door yr

twiddler p lots in blo ts

out de fogcussed on

the phoneme hissing on

the

┐ stebp

─

─

─

─

─

─

─

───

...me explicaba la luz ausente.

- Sor Juana Inés de la Cruz

mirarfror

shape quitter the

dog tongue locks U U

)my folding ship your(

clown sped away

mirspitror

end the tooth my

))whine((( ‘s l

oft c.l.o.u.d the

)a pple( ‘s )sp l it(

w h e e l

Reflect and Swim

your toot one

log meat

peel the night

bright cloud

High Reflection

she’s “neck”

T lover

~~waves of laundry~~

“the halting Tower”

))was

now is((

mirrarorin

the bloody mist blister ,game

stunned ,the log form tous

led fog streaming from yr left

eye the right’s a drain

ay sucks the rain in )cr

acker lunch ...( a ]dog

dreams in the window[ gl

anded tube door a ,wadd

led knife ...THINKING

IN THE WIND... my

sore book ,depagination ,w

here the

...it’s...

- John Cleese

text || Lawrence Upton

boogie

made fear snaps me

or do

being might

a fools training stop cause to exercise its will

definite as lighting

a frustrated exploration

an infancy

a menage

of sludge

divided into

want

to it

will say

turn

be that might in another and of us into the fearless street

I am I face blank and of the market I

that to one no inching conclusion must bread

your which relates to something about

I

speak in riddles

lift up sentiment

am ashamed

stopping history

the passing and element perhaps

promising nothing spring is none of paper lifts

and night terminal

don't

let's look at a coy giggle

past times as explode themselves

night's fire's in the looking

hear the art

from all I want

window glint

just removed

the dark is being denied

all speaking

we this

are needs

which he golden

greets all work

and brute to be

something is bizarrely coquettish and adequate

the broken set

cohabits one throne

destructiveness

sacks ornament

perfect

it is beautiful

blades belong

in script as nothing

bright

still

night

quickened away

discharge myself into the appropriate field

the appropriate field is endless

a dark is arduous

the broken set

fools training

that kind of the passing

I am

I purchase

its ideal position but skin

some name for the entering

and I'm thrusting away

you know an electronic morning

calls for help spoke of truth

slit dawn squealing

being denied

mouth lights identified

doesn't have my own epitome

they crush me

it means nothing

look

an enigma much appreciated

it's hand falling

leading

we talk of us into dream

the broken set each remembers about each

says

denies the looks at her watch

then at her summer

the world face blank

I am incorruptible

I am contradicted

I hunt

allow me access to myself

broken non-existence rhythm dazzle

her voice remains even saying good boy

provenance unknown

summer the nature of war

satisfied find sanctuary

and sing rewarded

give me your honeysuckle I am

I exists

one containing each

air around moment

do not know

it has no use

poems || Volodymyr Bilyk

1
Beat a coin with the mace
By hands of bearer of the gum
the bubble in the mouth
Goes probing sights of nature
Bring it all together to the pyle with the saliva dints and spurts of laughter
There is smoke going out of it all
Like a Z and like an Y and like a T

2
Finger rolls
fingers skin
rolls scrolls of dirt
Away
Way down is invisible
And who cares about that spectacle

3

Runner the first got the swing after the race on the face of the runner the second who'd fallen before him during the race.

Runner the first got some water to spoil during the swing after the race on the face of the runner the second who'd fallen before him during the race because he's exhausted.

Before that during the race runner the second and runner the first exchanged some phrases of wisdom with spits and some swears.

After that during the race they'd heard about the place near the finish which can be described as the stepping stone, but the problem was it was the roller from the wild ones.

Runner the first thought he could jump over it gloriously and run even faster than he already been neverminding the loss of breath.

Runner the second knew that he could swing on the stepping stone when it turns into the rolling stone for a moment or so and then just fall as Jack Palance used to fall in his glory years.

When the moment of the decision came - they run over the stone ignoring the step- and the roll-. They were just running as they were trained to run. No elaborations.

There was another stone near the finish line so one not very careful could check it out but they'd ignored it even after a moment of looking directly at it.

When they came to an end runner the second who was already bored with the run had fallen to his knees and then on his back with the body message "It's all over now, baby blue".

When they came to an end runner the first was not as bored with the run as the runner the second and in a state of euphoria he'd climbed on the runner the second to dance the victory routine. And that was the moment when runner the second had realised that he was kinda stone and runner the first was kinda stoned.

This revelation was senseless 'cause the whole scene looked like "kicking the bricks out of a dish". There was a stone for them to step but they'd ignored it 'cause don't know how to act in uch situations. But the central moment of a story must happen no matter the course of the action. And so it happened and so the story is over right now.

4

Blight flowers.

Shoot'em down.

Fumes on clubs

Oh-oh and moo

the rock got through-hole

Tumpet it

time after time

Do the whistle

Do the juicy flea shriek

Bubble digs a hole

It's allright.

5

OA, Oyay!
Oe.
Ao, ooay!
Oe, ayy?
OA! OooEY!
Oe-ayu.
Ao! o-EE, and!
Oe.
Ao - oo,
OA, eiu s
Oe, OA.
Oe, ueu!
Ao, yuy!
MA!
OA!
Oeoy, MA.
OA ...

poem || John Crouse

SONNET

Purposefulness Taxonomy, Giraffe Relinquishment
Staph, Rainbow Leeway, Upstream, Shushes Incarnate
Cinderblock Cooties Insouciance Auschwitz Hairspray Gaff
Ecologically. Rollerblades Lemons, Harmonica Crossbow
Blockhead Interlocutor, Nanking Layaway. Hambone Oxbow
Quaff Cardholders, Lemmings Castaway, Economically
Trashcan Hiroshima Nosegay. Falstaff Stowaway. Diminishment
Celery Interlocking Nymphomaniac Bouquet Mirrorball Thud
Pillow Puppy Squishes. Toyota Popinjay Hypodermic Stingray
Celebrates Minotaur Rollaway Soapsuds Tragicomedy Flashback
Anagram Backwash Glee Celibate Abalone Celebrity Novella
Gainsay Calibrates Gigolo Punctuates Brainwash Aftermath
Wisecracks Workaday Episodes Kleptomaniac Xylophone
Piltdown Sprints Odometer Duds.

poetry || Felino A. Soriano

from Quintet Dialogues: translating introspection

Of trumpet

┼7┼

twice since

moments executed time as

range of human interaction

redeeming containing faith and the

darkened hall each relative affirmation must

escape and sustain to and end of vocal expiration—

sustenance arrives in the rather of momentum sans

gregarious morning into wave of noon’s royal welcome

and

these figments crawl the ledge of interaction’s

modality, coloring into etch an

oval circumference eventual in the balance of day’s

suspended judgment

┼8┼

claiming contrast, uneasy;

the wayward weave of an hour’s

sustain

cannot recall as with memory

the correct prose of a memoir’s

most accurate representation;

then, by the body the eye

relieves with rest, ostracized

autonomy leading the hand to

evoke and compress compassion

meant to dissolve in the water of a moment’s

evaporated grimace

┼9┼

coping causational calamity,

curious the notion this weary

introspection handles severity of weight

often-well then well-enough if energy

subsides into the reverse section of

stone’s underbody, sang-froid

┼10┼

these inaugurations of senses

some of the often seen bouquet of presented optimism—

vertical articulation, night as night-clothed transparency

burgeoned through the touch-fingering of pluralized

pulsations

                        themes and their singing songs

believing an overcoming structure of strength, possible

language re-knowing in the togetherness of seen

experiential collections  

┼11┼

reveal, hiders

            |hidden| insightful vernacular

cannot be tasted within the guidance of unseen though

                        spectacular echoes

poems || Sheila Murphy

Steerage / Storage

On and off my back,

a self

suffices

Chanteuses

whose inv-okay

delay

Cylindrical totemic

silos

perhaps sway

The long hypotenuse

precluding an

occlusion

Won Over(t)

Eternal PAC

belabors elevation

versus splay

the you amounts to

such an after power

astride lined stratospheric

turns of salve

sweet

dignity cuts mind

from quaint

pointings

with perspective

overturned by ink

ridden halfway

home with

afterminds thought

to depth

until charisma

b(l)inds

text || Wayne Mason

1

Anonymous talk of accelerated returns lay claim to the 

evolution of machines. Endless industrial presets from

sleep induction. Sexual nervous systems incite revolutions 

and imitate futurism. New machines emerge. 

2

Specifically, true potential for singularity enhanced

dreaming and self hypnosis. My memory is mostly lies of 

omission. Philosophies are broken down and exploited for

the good of techno caste systems and binaural dystopia.

3

Sexual nervous systems incite revolutions and imitate 

futurist machines. Endless industrial simple phrases are 

anonymous, talk of accelerated returns lay claim to 

thoughts and pass through me. Evolutions emerge. 

4

Recording. Narratives. Decipher your conscience. I 

hypnotic railed against binary counterfeiters mostly 

imagined. Experimental use of disinformation so 

effectively bursting. Bang! I eat hypnosis.  It's over!

poem || John Crouse

SONNET

Permutations Miscues Tenders Gravestone Thunderbolt
Cuttlefish Zoetrope Chowder Seriality Asparagus Gumbo
Lobotomy Meditations Decimates. Discarded Blasphemy
Ladybug Consumption Dumbo Receptivity Popeye Seeps
Touchstone, Brillo Underwire Superstar Frontal Juliet Freehand
Pop Mirror Autobiographer Rupture. Immediacy Butterscotch
Jezebel Schism, Cutthroat Delicatessen, Oscilloscope Organic
Swish Distinctions Hostility Orgasm. Painterly Toadstool
Polaroid Tobacco Imperfection Outtakes Geldzahler
Ambulance Kaleidoscope Earaches. Kabuki Gallbladder
Stravinski Stepladder. Sandino, Kubrick, Dijon Bigfoot
Apology, Ownership Abomination. Hydrogen Shiite
Pelican Treacle Dreadnought Butterfly Latecomer Tabouli
Greenspan Putty Cronkite Antifreeze Trope Humanity Dwarves.

pomes || Billy Bob Beamer

POME

gras sp lan kbla de sf m uck o ve r t

 ime cli mb eflah ming str on gb o at h i

t ti d o rlo es at mori d ni ng te wa shing sa nd e

ve r y w h er  e dis he s fo rlo r n I n  th

 ba s ke t loo k ing  a por t r a it   d I m

 ple son ja x vix on fo roumm cl ub t c al  l

 ed ‘fore st gin sa t o n si dew al k  w  a

sh in gs tar s ta r che ar rin ge r s l aw gr s s

 

 

 

 

P\O ]M/\Etext

Tu rue

 

re[eee+-]

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sm ul v

thirdaria, ex]is[tin]g el]

ee[]ee                         m[en[t]s

 

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duoiti c     sharp]r mi[_no]r

gotiro ch||ukh

 

, orhe c^ap[_{c i}t]y c

^rea co[_{of e}lem^]emes

C_hu^mir itt y K.ier

en itne[e]

[e||e]e, oe elen o e ore[ o le

su]i[e o e en]v cide

]ro[n +ent th^anot

her---. zaksi

oriia, eiox]is[t

]pik[

n]g ele] +e[]eem

]en[ts    g_uk buna

 

 

ke to

yasa kaksi etot

^·          gotiro chukh^[1]

 

 

 

 

 

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884heermaleph-1asintroducedyeorgantorntoheathe

herewlphabecombinedithaumberaseensedoepresent

heardinalityorizeofnfiniteetshelephumbersifferominfi

nity∞commonlyoundnlgebrandalculusalephseasureei

zesfetsinfinitynthetherandisommonlyefinedsnxtreme

imitfheealumberineornxtremaloinofhextendedealum

berinewhileomelephsreargerhanther               s∞sus∞

text || Jim Leftwich

FOUR

syno togeth the sens-solc glaar

jux similar edu path

sym nothing the refe mar opera

qualities law winte studies

the passions poison

rhythmic footsteps in

a hailstorm. after that the

direction understands, the into

however, novel misspellings

thus innate sonar. the self seems 

to disappear as word games, puns, 

neologisms and misspellings 

create a text that is 

hallucinatory and humorous 

in its juxtaposition of seemingly 

incongruous words and phrases.

words or the player exist the 

communist onomatopoeias cries to 

settle, but also concerns the 

go rimmed bolt dead cosmic hips,

with the lamp shattering sun

combs scattere on explorers 

sixteen is a chessboard has 

rally forct pierce acquires a

raw provinc resourd intelf 

exhilarating the horizo motic

from the suitlight yof rent 

wheel sleep mange subsides

hap-world outside each hinter

but in rust constru sock scars

octopus temples noise retur 

the round ruins imaginary 

labyrinths [...architecles...]

branching preoccupied phith

ambient improvisational research

02.27.2013

poem || Walter Mackey

grief is characterized by the pain we feel when something something i don't know much about sine cosine or tangent

you buried my mom
in the dRESS SHE DIED IN TWWO

DAYS AGOO No Joke