Tuesday, February 11, 2014

3 New Sketches



1...

…black bite snare/ beckons of/ blood still as/ cleft the sheet-wind’s overthrow/ of what else as if to/ sting-shadow lights/ bereft of/ clemency of the naught to follow/ as if what said till claim of the beseech/ asked of/ flesh gathered in the pit of longing/ said without/ murmurs of dead speeches/ the bitten un-flow of exigency/ veins taut/ effortlessly cast aside the break-neck following on from/ into the non-dreaming of else spoken as of/ blight non-sight a circus animal’s beheaded laughter/ echoing/ final as/ as if in the tearing of meat given to taste at ever-eclipse/ heart lung what breath the breathe is held/ scatters the dead head long forgotten/ as if to claim where there is none/ as if to folly unto/ all speech erased but for the tines that mark the surface/ from the surface swept aside by the empty-handed lapse/ bone snap of where does the lapse reside/ asked of/ night yet night cannot be/ films coat the eyes/ in the drag in the drowning dreaming else/ no nectar haven/ snare black bite bone withered/ walls from which out of which/ nothing to claim/ reversal/ static overlay + 2/ desire/ desire/ for the blackened atrophy of some voice that never dwelt/ sky upon sky upon water-mark/ in the light of the spun carnage of innocent…


2...

…snares it cannot be the lock of teeth/ fingers reduced to wilted seasons/ white ash/ the movement from none unto…/given that the taste devours/ scream-white never without end/ whittled the light limb occupancy/ clarity is for wasteage/ of the shining eye’s address/ stung which way or other felt/ skeletal as/ carousel/ bled-bleed of the bitten tongue the mock resound/ it is nothing it cannot follow/ bitten the asked of violence of the snare of teeth which slaughter motion/ scarred upon till afterward/ the scars recede/ they never recede yes or no/ bone black the charred scratches the walls are dissipating there was never it was ever thus/ until/ mocked yet by the lung that refuses silences/ taste of spit/ bloody asphalt/ the machinations of desire in the glistening blade/ across the flesh drawn the glistening of till bite/ the excess of which uncharitable absolute/ thus speaketh the lie/ bound till excess/ turning whatever next into nothingness/ there is none/ not a trace nor fragment other than the callused pulse/ spitting out the claim of paroxysm/ let it slide/ there will yet/ undone for the sake of never having in spite of/ drag of sky yet of/ else of what yet till have or held/ skinned the ever-flow/ tactile as ember upon/ in exile nothing ever… 


3...

…the bitten lapse/ stretch of obliterate/ of dead silences/ crack crack there go the bones/ nothing as homestead/ the words coagulate as if to choke/ a light bulb shattered and then gone/ treads the emptily of/ spasm lock/ the vapours/ vapours arise as if to drill the final into flesh/ the dreaming then is of/ (not a chance from the…)/ locked headed as of sky/ film of emblems/ emblems/ the eyes are blood they are smears of shit in the sky’s abort/ not a trace but for the silence/ tone deaf stone or/ gravitates towards the lapse only to find the lack/ black stone grate/ the chiselled teeth of night glow amber in dark corners/ pelt of never-forgiving emptiness/ no solace in the recoil/ coil/ recoil but 1/ comes and goes the voice mistakenly/ a virus pageant/ played out for the given of a lifetime out of the lack of anything else/ the embers fade/ the seasons laugh louder yet growing dimmer of ear/ the chalice mocks the carousel/ all/ dice cast in a winter’s corrugation/ the barren veins kiss the dusted chalice/ tidal of/ in the glare of the long forgotten/ bask of/ stretch of obliterate/ what of/ paring away the skin away/ bled out/ until…/ voiced yet without purpose/ scattered emptily the words graze the surface/ no darkness belittled/ no silence overthrown…     


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