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“The Soft Machine” Machined #2
November 13, 2011repatriated
by grey strata of subways—
terminal postcard
rotting in ozone
chrysalis—sun stuttering
in all-night purple
cafeterias—
smell of cobra jazz covered
in iron heart of
goof ball sleep—rasp of
green slimy iridescent
shit rubbing on flesh
somewhere in the cold
mouth of heavy knife time—boy
torch moving, rusty
lamp, tongue terms—round disk
of morphine, script gristle in
rooming house bathtub—
shrinking bread over
lagoon of old saliva—
village of built racks
“The Soft Machine” Machined #1
October 30, 2011obsidian pink
of the fish city—spectral
palaces of cold
blue fluid heavy
as word dust stacked like lust in
shuttered silence—we
came out of the mud
in blue image forever
trailing patterns of
demagnetized glooms
from carnival rooms splintered
in rotting orgasm—
we all live in the
fish city—dead postcard of
a place forgotten—
muttering burlap
music, addicts waiting in
the vines—blue addicts
in the attic of
crystal birdcalls—the city
from when we had names
The Book of Haiku Revelation 