i am happy in thei am happy ini am happy. i slipaslide over the scaly cobbles like a clock tower like thecathedralcastle --------------------------- kafka's gorgeous letters (to father/dear felice) melt into goulash|i slurp a friendly dinner|absinthe mindedly i dissolve in coldwater/too turgid to see averminoucreepy crawly. i am no hungry artist eating his jewish birthhouse in catholic blackstone - k could've been content in my limeshome. i am so easily a man: a continent from constance/a me tre from the tree trunks(an inch from ______s) (a world from ameri ka) (a country from france) judge\mentaly of all the things in all the world, i'm happy that i'm me.
Monthly Archives: August 2014
&
decrepit post-soviet
train stations
fibrous body hair
and not body hair
pressed into rat king
tanging like salt&
vinegar sweat smell
crowdsurfing(a carriage clutz)
like homelessness
in hungary.
tanging//
knifeblading//kalashnicoughing//c
rawling
i am a cluttering train
i am c
rowding, pouring onto
platforms in zagreb
[&imissfishandchips]
Tarn/ish
petrich\or stinks of
mustard gas And you
are somme clay, clogging
like a boot Hoisted
from a Fishpond in a
bombCrater.
you’ve beCwm a cesspo\ol
in europe, a mountain LLLake
from teccctonic political movement.
you scree All over me
xxx[in brussels on the water ta aquifer
i treatise the mainland i soak
into the groundwater like a
nerve agent
/a soviet
sleeper]