Thursday, October 25, 2007

Sent Foam



to 'Lifting Belly':


sound of bloodlines, perfect ratios,

you--machinery beyond us severed

windows to glyphs of fern crawling

along silky paunch

swallows up--slow and this

luminescence does graze, turn pearl,

except for washed away spume & stone

always enveloping, you


loved long silent metal skin alloy

skin so sidled into crevasses

earthenware, crackle


benude a gesture of ticking roots,

spastic, stretched against

waxy membrane, resinous &


perforated