the road trip drinks the poet
st. cloud
wind milled red maple
swallows sky
sparrows fly
above
under
passes -
laughter
ba kay ya may ah
her
blanket
spirals
read skies read watts
sanskrit walks itself across watertower skies
an elephant
or a cloud
stretching itself cross a
single
pin hole
the saint
the lunatic
talk talk
lulling tongues to
still
ness
bus windows turn headlights into stars
dakota diners
"world's smallest
indoor mini biker bar"
steele, north dakota
the lone star
a tipped water glass
untipped waitresses waddle
like whimsical little
pens and pencils
falling from numberlines
flecked with forgotten
bubblegum
all the teeth grind and chatter
here.
a dickinson diner
dives
right
into
psychedelic yes creamer spirals in
caffeinated skies
under
neon lights
where every breakfast bowls a
strike.
holy trinities
GLISTENSE
INSTANSWERVE
a fly lands on page
teepees tiptoe cross eternities of yellow as
toothpick trees tickle the
belly
of
montana
montana mountain poem
mountains
move
makeshift nest atop
telephone pole the
swan gracefully rests upon
vinyl couch
figure eight
the infinite turns its head and
howls
loonlike under moonlight
highway lines lap at lakes of
pavement and
lull
all
to the
slow
still
of the horse's tail waving
where
it
will
this is nothing.
fresh fruit
a fruit truck passed twice in
a day
a moment
a movement of stillness
his chewing gum cheeks cherish the
smile
and
quietly munch on cotton candy beards
the ferris wheel washes
the freshly dirty feet of
five year olds sandstone
speaks to in
pebbled parables and pine
tree buffalo skies
snaking
golden
wholes
the essences
LYING
legs and arms s t r e t c h e d to
limitlessness
like centralia pines with
earless roots lapping
up only that which is
given by
dancing
leaves
SITTING
silence speaks in spools of
coyote bone
threaded through fingertips
touching
yet
not
touching
movement
is
stillness
here
STANDING
limbs slice oceans of air
gravity a
creation a
kiss a
kite flies itself
overhead
undermind
tat tvam asi
mu
mu
yes
yes
yes...
WALKING
weightless lazarus legs leaping
always here
always hearing horizon smiles
eyes on eyeless
frozen peacock feathers
peering through ice
mice scurry
home
the self selfing itself
be
now
here
monday
ears
ebb
and
flow
flutterkick
moons
make
love
to
mountains
in
motels
rush
rippled
roar
ripple
rush
hush
fire
flies
stray
diamond
ARROWS
one
egg
dancing
wolf
rhetoric
mu!
mu!
soon
elk
revolves
in
totems
unzipped
keys
plunked
plunked
plunked
duck hair
string
plucked
and
tucked
under
chins
~
is
EVERYTHING
IT
IS
IT
IS
IT
IS
IT
IS
eggs hatched in brownies
he looked into my soul
and saw a
mosquito eyeing a popsicle
the metaphorical connection
heightens your associative powers (prowess)
slurpee scoop memories i relive as a swallow
endless rows of pinks and purples like foreverfields of blissflowers flowing forth from oceans of dirt
love says, "mmmmmmmmmmm"
gravity gone i fall into a fly agaric kiss
THE ULTIMATE END
took off
so stop
flap
to
leaf
leave
armadillo back twitch
twig
thumping heart in foot
dad ^
is symbolic for my sadagati desire to
MOVE
BUNNY FOX RAT
SAGE
cat ear tials tails
touch
effulgence
a full shadow of words
color in every ceiling ant town
colonies of ceiling people on
GREEN PAGE
MAZE
i(r)is with heavy eyes
and infinite minds
that today is
handwriting
cymbal
notes
symbol
nose
simple
nodes
nodding
off
are we at the oneida show, bobby brown?
eating eating itself like a
tear
drop
hear every voice is an
olive
here every voice lives on
ice blink
BHO-RETSIN
a paisley page prayer
ephemeral heron, sunlight bone
epiphany fame famey see iting heavy neon sign
hue
here
backwards is
no words
a smudged thumb
print
like a milwaukee swimming pool
FEVER
sideways face special
crusty crustaceon
crusty punk station
crass grass lightning
bug ear - papertailear
samurai rivers run
fingerprints on the rising sun
swirl lunge laos lawn
a tan and burgundy earache
morning noses wake beauty
under plastic whistles
write children on perfect
blocks of cement
sidewalk shaman shake
pyramid eyes (hands)
rising
exhale weeping willows
like mushroom
vine
the tree dances with daydream streams
green
you don't need to
wind the disappearing day
with tortoise blurriness
he paints
spirewebs of oneness
of eyes
in the
liquid
lines
i've written this song
before in ohio choirs
with pew backs
with few backs
he's feeling sort of like that
now too it's setting
the paint
the sun
the ageless
oscaria
strange nights
osceola
like orchid orchestastral travel
from
HERE to
HERE
plink
shing
frying pan
our song with out a salary
foam
self
stormy
shines
polite feet
snake green queen
h e r e i t c o m e s
like carpet squares
each body a word
vibrating
~~
soundless
loud
applause
summertime toes
the page a platter
heat
of swimming butter
each word an egg
already created
(uroboros) swallows
each poem is setting a story
the page
turns
itself
awake
apache
paper
cactus ouch
bandaidboatshoelipstickbombpeanuttorpedo > bullet
that's the word. came
after
drawn
poke poke
eyes out
all we have is now
red impossibles periphery feels for
feather feeling old creases in planes
of
mosquito
existence
earlier
caramel
repitition
peacock of/over
cat & squirrel & ram
melted horn insect memory
death is a
lightbulb
with a backing
band
come
unlock
guillotene
teeth
wink at dental wings
my piano subway schools
with locker door liquor
stores
that sell only pinched pinot play pens for
w r i t i n g
on arm - "bath both bird and worm world"
i see that's how you have to do it
i knew that about him
before i was born
for i created
a drunken friend with a sega
and a napkin holder
that moment perspective grils
electric touch
OLIVE OIL
comma
over the
hill eyes
yes
explosion
everything
oil
spill
melts
conch shell
be
has become
japan as an
inkdrop
eagletrunk
marauding
night
the beats were going to come and
save my
5-year-old
birthday
but knew
it was perfect anyway
still an
explosion of
light of
lucidity
the pages are clear
good glass reflects yellow ink
the price is written across eyelids
(portland greyhound station, 8/26/05)
he
pumps a couple coins
into the little tv like
a slot machine
but
it's 11:00 am now and
bob barker
is
sleeping
gummi
(leaving the portland greyhound station, 8/26/05)
unaware the final worm
is pressed to her lips
the baby bird reaches
out
towards
emptiness
and finds
a kiss
here
here we
GO
we are
GOING
we are always
GOING.
HERE
mountain peaks
speak with
sadagati ears
old town: a conversation
the mountains of central oregon
wear pines like the tattered t-shirts of
bums on
burnside
charlie parker scratches on window
just
drove
THROUGH
a
mountain
the first hint of
autumn
leaves
a bulldozer
out of work
stand still
the bird's name scrawled across a forgotten
train of thought along a
lake
my breath smells like a bus ride
a cell phone strangling
(on east 84 along the hood river, 8/26/05)
are you firing me or
am i
simply
oblivious
to the
breath-
taking
beauty
pouring in on the backs of
ra's arms
through tinted windows?
"getting back into civilization"
my eyes catch the white
edges of waves like
little slits
and
careful carvings
in the skin of a submerged
fly
agaric -
my
seagull mother swoops -
this is my birth
the tao
(the dalles, oregon, 8/26/05)
the speedboat roars upstream
but the hawk
still
circles
overhead
the hills resemble velvet that the
sunlight strokes
with
the grain
thirsty roots soak
under pines and powerlines
s t r e t c h i n g
to
oliver's floor covering and
a cement truck
forever turning
LET'S GET OUT AND STRETCH THESE STIFF LEGS!
cherry ascents
greyhound station
the dalles
the smell of pipe tobacco
a father's smile
BEAMS
it's 1991 here
to bearded buffalo
a shepherd stands atop a
velvet egyptian hill and
staff in hand
lets out a sheepish
laugh
the plateau is drooling
tidewater
the
ship
smiles
tidewater: II
the
ship
smiles
still
boardman, oregon
a poem is
a hand fallen asleep
between
thighs
WAKING
(to pull out nose rings
with nostrils)
(to paint moustaches
across mountains)
to lay back down
again
i want to diving
boise is a silver dollar
foot
rest
the ghost of goats
billy-cubs without a basement
under, under, under us
MORE
US
swallowed the
diamond
her shirt didn't seem to
mind
MINDAWAY
MINDAWAY
found
HERE
pacific power
pendleton
a float'n horseshoe
above
blue mountain
a dead end
a prison
a rainbow
a waterfall
happy canyon
bare bones birds'n more
burns mortuary in spring green
the cremated self knows
the breadth of the falcon's wings
and
sings
songs
through
perriwinkle windows
before stain-glassing
the past
with a free color phone that will never
fail to ring loudly over the
chirping chickadee
labrador fur fields
broken down econolines
rising
skylines
you dropped it in the
lake
erosion
creates
a sharp turn
a burning field
a healed wrist
wrapped in bliss
this is tire tracks in a ditch
we leapt from windows!
a rusty can on the roadside
promises
water
delivers
dust
rest areas must
paint this canvas with
dirty donkey hooves and
howl at the muse
kokopelli
flutes
the
field
where
dead
men
pass
digging for firewood amongst the cows
MOVE
another life
if i were a giant i
would play pick-up-sticks
with forests and
lose
every time
a
tree
breathed
starecase ascent
her eyes are like birds
perched
between branches of face
she blinks
takes flight
my breath
a way
perry
parenthetical coughing fits
floral honey bucket hellos
we'll see what happens when
halos over
MOUNTAINS
move
idaho
le grande
the seat
the feet
of god
shuffleboard champion 1978
sprinklers water lumbered trees
the baker county chevron cowers
behind buffalo
peak
light
reflects
light
in
a
child's
cry
when the sun peeks over our knees
these smiling
hills have spines
of shucked corn
burnt river
rye valley
babies laughing
michael mcclure
falls
to
the
floor
holding
his
sides
and
slides
between those
cracks
in
the
rock
touch
the grass here resembles
the archetypal hair of
buried childhood pets
pet with fresh fingers
in spring -
when have i last shaved?
gasp
rock springs, wyoming
the land of
no
basement
all the same sandy garbage groaning tires tired eyes
LOOK! A TREE!
a reminder
the fly is
satisfaction
happiness
wholeness
home
why then do they swat?
he's not coming to dinner
the dancing mountains of western colorado
are bowls of
fresh fruit
imitating still life
the mouth
of
the sky
is
the eye
a run down
pink pick-up
spends its
lazy
days
conversing with
lily
pads
and memorizing
street
names
IT WILL RAIN
IT WILL RAIN
armadillo coatings in cornfields
a parking lot reconquered by weeds
ft. collins is
one
story
repeated:
cigarettes'n more
forevermore, amen.
poem
WE
ALL
paradise found
this that this that this that this that this that this that this that
this that this that this that this that this that this that this that
this that this that this that this that this that this that this that
this that this that this that this that this that this that this that
wind milled red maple
swallows sky
sparrows fly
above
under
passes -
laughter
ba kay ya may ah
her
blanket
spirals
read skies read watts
sanskrit walks itself across watertower skies
an elephant
or a cloud
stretching itself cross a
single
pin hole
the saint
the lunatic
talk talk
lulling tongues to
still
ness
bus windows turn headlights into stars
dakota diners
"world's smallest
indoor mini biker bar"
steele, north dakota
the lone star
a tipped water glass
untipped waitresses waddle
like whimsical little
pens and pencils
falling from numberlines
flecked with forgotten
bubblegum
all the teeth grind and chatter
here.
a dickinson diner
dives
right
into
psychedelic yes creamer spirals in
caffeinated skies
under
neon lights
where every breakfast bowls a
strike.
holy trinities
GLISTENSE
INSTANSWERVE
a fly lands on page
teepees tiptoe cross eternities of yellow as
toothpick trees tickle the
belly
of
montana
montana mountain poem
mountains
move
makeshift nest atop
telephone pole the
swan gracefully rests upon
vinyl couch
figure eight
the infinite turns its head and
howls
loonlike under moonlight
highway lines lap at lakes of
pavement and
lull
all
to the
slow
still
of the horse's tail waving
where
it
will
this is nothing.
fresh fruit
a fruit truck passed twice in
a day
a moment
a movement of stillness
his chewing gum cheeks cherish the
smile
and
quietly munch on cotton candy beards
the ferris wheel washes
the freshly dirty feet of
five year olds sandstone
speaks to in
pebbled parables and pine
tree buffalo skies
snaking
golden
wholes
the essences
LYING
legs and arms s t r e t c h e d to
limitlessness
like centralia pines with
earless roots lapping
up only that which is
given by
dancing
leaves
SITTING
silence speaks in spools of
coyote bone
threaded through fingertips
touching
yet
not
touching
movement
is
stillness
here
STANDING
limbs slice oceans of air
gravity a
creation a
kiss a
kite flies itself
overhead
undermind
tat tvam asi
mu
mu
yes
yes
yes...
WALKING
weightless lazarus legs leaping
always here
always hearing horizon smiles
eyes on eyeless
frozen peacock feathers
peering through ice
mice scurry
home
the self selfing itself
be
now
here
monday
ears
ebb
and
flow
flutterkick
moons
make
love
to
mountains
in
motels
rush
rippled
roar
ripple
rush
hush
fire
flies
stray
diamond
ARROWS
one
egg
dancing
wolf
rhetoric
mu!
mu!
soon
elk
revolves
in
totems
unzipped
keys
plunked
plunked
plunked
duck hair
string
plucked
and
tucked
under
chins
~
is
EVERYTHING
IT
IS
IT
IS
IT
IS
IT
IS
eggs hatched in brownies
he looked into my soul
and saw a
mosquito eyeing a popsicle
the metaphorical connection
heightens your associative powers (prowess)
slurpee scoop memories i relive as a swallow
endless rows of pinks and purples like foreverfields of blissflowers flowing forth from oceans of dirt
love says, "mmmmmmmmmmm"
gravity gone i fall into a fly agaric kiss
THE ULTIMATE END
took off
so stop
flap
to
leaf
leave
armadillo back twitch
twig
thumping heart in foot
dad ^
is symbolic for my sadagati desire to
MOVE
BUNNY FOX RAT
SAGE
cat ear tials tails
touch
effulgence
a full shadow of words
color in every ceiling ant town
colonies of ceiling people on
GREEN PAGE
MAZE
i(r)is with heavy eyes
and infinite minds
that today is
handwriting
cymbal
notes
symbol
nose
simple
nodes
nodding
off
are we at the oneida show, bobby brown?
eating eating itself like a
tear
drop
hear every voice is an
olive
here every voice lives on
ice blink
BHO-RETSIN
a paisley page prayer
ephemeral heron, sunlight bone
epiphany fame famey see iting heavy neon sign
hue
here
backwards is
no words
a smudged thumb
like a milwaukee swimming pool
FEVER
sideways face special
crusty crustaceon
crusty punk station
crass grass lightning
bug ear - papertailear
samurai rivers run
fingerprints on the rising sun
swirl lunge laos lawn
a tan and burgundy earache
morning noses wake beauty
under plastic whistles
write children on perfect
blocks of cement
sidewalk shaman shake
pyramid eyes (hands)
rising
exhale weeping willows
like mushroom
vine
the tree dances with daydream streams
green
you don't need to
wind the disappearing day
with tortoise blurriness
he paints
spirewebs of oneness
of eyes
in the
liquid
lines
i've written this song
before in ohio choirs
with pew backs
with few backs
he's feeling sort of like that
now too it's setting
the paint
the sun
the ageless
oscaria
strange nights
osceola
like orchid orchestastral travel
from
HERE to
HERE
plink
shing
frying pan
our song with out a salary
foam
self
stormy
shines
polite feet
snake green queen
h e r e i t c o m e s
like carpet squares
each body a word
vibrating
~~
soundless
loud
applause
summertime toes
the page a platter
heat
of swimming butter
each word an egg
already created
(uroboros) swallows
each poem is setting a story
the page
turns
itself
awake
apache
paper
cactus ouch
bandaidboatshoelipstickbombpeanuttorpedo > bullet
that's the word. came
after
drawn
poke poke
eyes out
all we have is now
red impossibles periphery feels for
feather feeling old creases in planes
of
mosquito
existence
earlier
caramel
repitition
peacock of/over
cat & squirrel & ram
melted horn insect memory
death is a
lightbulb
with a backing
band
come
unlock
guillotene
teeth
wink at dental wings
my piano subway schools
with locker door liquor
stores
that sell only pinched pinot play pens for
w r i t i n g
on arm - "bath both bird and worm world"
i see that's how you have to do it
i knew that about him
before i was born
for i created
a drunken friend with a sega
and a napkin holder
that moment perspective grils
electric touch
OLIVE OIL
comma
over the
hill eyes
yes
explosion
everything
oil
spill
melts
conch shell
be
has become
japan as an
inkdrop
eagletrunk
marauding
night
the beats were going to come and
save my
5-year-old
birthday
but knew
it was perfect anyway
still an
explosion of
light of
lucidity
the pages are clear
good glass reflects yellow ink
the price is written across eyelids
(portland greyhound station, 8/26/05)
he
pumps a couple coins
into the little tv like
a slot machine
but
it's 11:00 am now and
bob barker
is
sleeping
gummi
(leaving the portland greyhound station, 8/26/05)
unaware the final worm
is pressed to her lips
the baby bird reaches
out
towards
emptiness
and finds
a kiss
here
here we
GO
we are
GOING
we are always
GOING.
HERE
mountain peaks
speak with
sadagati ears
old town: a conversation
the mountains of central oregon
wear pines like the tattered t-shirts of
bums on
burnside
charlie parker scratches on window
just
drove
THROUGH
a
mountain
the first hint of
autumn
leaves
a bulldozer
out of work
stand still
the bird's name scrawled across a forgotten
train of thought along a
lake
my breath smells like a bus ride
a cell phone strangling
(on east 84 along the hood river, 8/26/05)
are you firing me or
am i
simply
oblivious
to the
breath-
taking
beauty
pouring in on the backs of
ra's arms
through tinted windows?
"getting back into civilization"
my eyes catch the white
edges of waves like
little slits
and
careful carvings
in the skin of a submerged
fly
agaric -
my
seagull mother swoops -
this is my birth
the tao
(the dalles, oregon, 8/26/05)
the speedboat roars upstream
but the hawk
still
circles
overhead
the hills resemble velvet that the
sunlight strokes
with
the grain
thirsty roots soak
under pines and powerlines
s t r e t c h i n g
to
oliver's floor covering and
a cement truck
forever turning
LET'S GET OUT AND STRETCH THESE STIFF LEGS!
cherry ascents
greyhound station
the dalles
the smell of pipe tobacco
a father's smile
BEAMS
it's 1991 here
to bearded buffalo
a shepherd stands atop a
velvet egyptian hill and
staff in hand
lets out a sheepish
laugh
the plateau is drooling
tidewater
the
ship
smiles
tidewater: II
the
ship
smiles
still
boardman, oregon
a poem is
a hand fallen asleep
between
thighs
WAKING
(to pull out nose rings
with nostrils)
(to paint moustaches
across mountains)
to lay back down
again
i want to diving
boise is a silver dollar
foot
rest
the ghost of goats
billy-cubs without a basement
under, under, under us
MORE
US
swallowed the
diamond
her shirt didn't seem to
mind
MINDAWAY
MINDAWAY
found
HERE
pacific power
pendleton
a float'n horseshoe
above
blue mountain
a dead end
a prison
a rainbow
a waterfall
happy canyon
bare bones birds'n more
burns mortuary in spring green
the cremated self knows
the breadth of the falcon's wings
and
sings
songs
through
perriwinkle windows
before stain-glassing
the past
with a free color phone that will never
fail to ring loudly over the
chirping chickadee
labrador fur fields
broken down econolines
rising
skylines
you dropped it in the
lake
erosion
creates
a sharp turn
a burning field
a healed wrist
wrapped in bliss
this is tire tracks in a ditch
we leapt from windows!
a rusty can on the roadside
promises
water
delivers
dust
rest areas must
paint this canvas with
dirty donkey hooves and
howl at the muse
kokopelli
flutes
the
field
where
dead
men
pass
digging for firewood amongst the cows
MOVE
another life
if i were a giant i
would play pick-up-sticks
with forests and
lose
every time
a
tree
breathed
starecase ascent
her eyes are like birds
perched
between branches of face
she blinks
takes flight
my breath
a way
perry
parenthetical coughing fits
floral honey bucket hellos
we'll see what happens when
halos over
MOUNTAINS
move
idaho
le grande
the seat
the feet
of god
shuffleboard champion 1978
sprinklers water lumbered trees
the baker county chevron cowers
behind buffalo
peak
light
reflects
light
in
a
child's
cry
when the sun peeks over our knees
these smiling
hills have spines
of shucked corn
burnt river
rye valley
babies laughing
michael mcclure
falls
to
the
floor
holding
his
sides
and
slides
between those
cracks
in
the
rock
touch
the grass here resembles
the archetypal hair of
buried childhood pets
pet with fresh fingers
in spring -
when have i last shaved?
gasp
rock springs, wyoming
the land of
no
basement
all the same sandy garbage groaning tires tired eyes
LOOK! A TREE!
a reminder
the fly is
satisfaction
happiness
wholeness
home
why then do they swat?
he's not coming to dinner
the dancing mountains of western colorado
are bowls of
fresh fruit
imitating still life
the mouth
of
the sky
is
the eye
a run down
pink pick-up
spends its
lazy
days
conversing with
lily
pads
and memorizing
street
names
IT WILL RAIN
IT WILL RAIN
armadillo coatings in cornfields
a parking lot reconquered by weeds
ft. collins is
one
story
repeated:
cigarettes'n more
forevermore, amen.
poem
WE
ALL
paradise found
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