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Thursday, January 20, 2011

Light on Aña Nuevo

Bright light • Dead tree • Dead seal • New Years


My thoughts are finished by the things I see.
A situation is just, a body is so, an error is like


Bright light • Dead tree • Dead seal • New Years


If I could *
all the beauty all the catastrophe all at once
I wouldn't think twice. I would do it. I would


Bright light • Dead tree • Dead seal • New Years


Listen, the sound of plistening buds captures the mountain;
slowed down to ensure
the infinity's timeless
as gold is my standard
tomorrows amounted in piles of


Bright light • Dead tree • Dead seal • New Years


Every day's more urgent less important than the last,
flirting with Dame Forfeit
as the petals of peonies
curl on the sidewalks of Silicon Valley.


Bright light • Dead tree • Dead seal • New Years


By anything which divides me I
identify the essential joint.
The desert is cold
as fame is obscurity, as the end is a rattlesnake
appearing like grass, in concrete, from where?

Bright light


Likenesses gather speed; everywhere harmony
horrible and heavenly rushes to this.
The Thing penetrates you and your enemies.
The difference between approaches near zero
till we're all sorry figures
chewing the bit of fantastic horizons.

Dead tree

With this acceptance comes the equivalent of peace,
a fog accumulated without question
like the underflesh of aging arms
freer than water, colorless, fixed.


Dead seal

I feel a trillion parts of me
both up and down to levels where
I am no concern--
apsara, mitochondria,
quintillionths and inside.


New Years


The conversations are an elevated silence
like the sea is hissing its real name,
or the sky brings moderation
by means of extremes:
tornadoes made of rainbows.


Bright light • Dead tree • Dead seal • New Years


I never dug on freedom, love--
just saw myself awaiting the bosons and quarks,
emergent novelties, white holes
insane inside.


Bright light • Dead tree • Dead seal • New Years


Cuz whenever I think things disintegrate and renew
someone dies and is no more.
You can tap the brakes but you can't stop the car.
So why not drive right into the golden wall?

Bright light • Dead tree • Dead seal • New Years


A glass half broken is broke
and needs to be smashed for real.
The unnatural one is me. At night I think,
alone in a world of wounds,
preservation is absurd.

Bright light • Dead tree • Dead seal • New Years


Or that could chaos be tracked
were I big enough to see
the globe of meaning from above
curve upon itself
and whole the emptiness
of what appears to be two rivals-
to where opposing arcs will join
our cold civil wars
withholding divinity.

Bright light • Dead tree • Dead seal • New Years


But some things we're not meant to know
like sunlight to a deep sea worm
So every night another day
ripens to the rind.
So I drink to the withering vine.
So I drink to the


Bright light • Dead tree • Dead seal • New Years

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