Oil Mastered Piece |
Put the palette to me.I'm brightenedand toned pigments,the flesh on your art,your smeared huesget me drawn.
You are a canvasto my canvas, and I use me to color you until the skin on usis paint....
Posted by how to build a bomb on Thu, 12 Oct 2006 01:58:00 PST |
Leatherbound |
You take me offmy pagesand from my sleeve,I can have no selfbut the self youread out of me.Be literate,I am the book you bring shipwrecked on that island.
Posted by how to build a bomb on Tue, 10 Oct 2006 05:42:00 PST |
Wand and Mauer |
Your tower crowns my walls, we bind these bricksand glue to me themortar you embody.Our stones makeof us a castle,building you in waysno architect would--unclimbable.Woman, let melower your ladder....
Posted by how to build a bomb on Thu, 05 Oct 2006 11:19:00 PST |
Glacial Choreography |
In the fountainsOf our wettest thoughts,We warm water. I wash us That your mouthExecutes the syllablesIn my name flooded,Volumes to liquifyThe frozenessOf our symmetry....
Posted by how to build a bomb on Mon, 02 Oct 2006 03:03:00 PST |
Woman as Eris |
Your star shatteredthe elements my bodytrickles into you,heavies your gravitybleeding on mine.
Can you fathom my orbit tightening, planet,when I circle you?...
Posted by how to build a bomb on Fri, 22 Sep 2006 02:56:00 PST |
Apiarist Virgin |
The varroa destructor'sSwarm killed every drone.Inside the honeycombed Cell's architectureRoyal jelly oozedOver a beehive queenWhose nuptial flightEnded matelessly....
Posted by how to build a bomb on Wed, 20 Sep 2006 10:27:00 PST |
Scalpel Paintbrush |
Blood is not redUnless exposedTo the lucidityOf surgical lamps.The body, inside,Is perpetually dark,And organs,Until operated upon,Are always black....
Posted by how to build a bomb on Thu, 14 Sep 2006 02:21:00 PST |
Black Naga |
She made herOwn instruments.Her flute was A gourdHer pole Was bamboo.When she playedI rose slow,Swaying open-mouthed And showing teeth.With her melody,Note for note,My hood openedAnd I smelledHer on m...
Posted by how to build a bomb on Mon, 11 Sep 2006 01:15:00 PST |
Typeset |
The weight with whichA pen pressesSoft wordsRequires light inkAnd clean paper,While superimposed boldlyThrough ominous font,Words for heavy lifting....
Posted by how to build a bomb on Mon, 11 Sep 2006 04:45:00 PST |
Superego |
She is a strategyAgainst psychology,And her Phobia admiresThe analysis Which accordsHer personalityThe uniquest identity.Her unconscious Attempts to deploy while sleeping,An affirmation ofFreud's inac...
Posted by how to build a bomb on Sun, 10 Sep 2006 06:15:00 PST |
