Posted by Rich Magahiz Fri, 30 Sep 2011 10:23:00 GMT
a too jaundiced eye…
one thing
after another
salt on the breeze, the severed hand blooms
a ricepaper sun
grass stained
about the edges
the boric forest – neutron Hansel
their cosmic hatchlings
slumber under
quasarlight
tempera glamshot still in beta
Posted by Rich Magahiz Thu, 29 Sep 2011 18:45:00 GMT
still forward thinking – Lama Biffy
baby steps
crossing the Mountains
of Discomfort
high holies a neutrino baptism
terrible grace
wherever infrared
is worn
a dozen angstroms off we won’t tell
all she had to eat
a jar of
pickled babbage
on the hamlette your dead dad’s lost face
Posted by Rich Magahiz Thu, 29 Sep 2011 10:08:00 GMT
Silicon County:
police call her
unrestrained
dirt road Rapunzel’s yokel town weave
Posted by Rich Magahiz Wed, 28 Sep 2011 10:12:00 GMT
fed by
all the eyes
the face of the dictator
gold and red by turns the flensing carp
the corner butcher’s
still the freshest
testicles
jelly-smeared maidens their Jaffa harps
phone charger
and crescent wrench
pool of the ondine
Don Jens snares the valkyrie’s number
for courage
wear Chanel No.
Infinity
seven hundred lives: an attar smear
Posted by Rich Magahiz Tue, 27 Sep 2011 09:47:00 GMT
serving the gland
as we do,
a froth of humors
gothic tale – Emily Brontesaur
virtual ink
the sky over
Roncesvalles
stewed dromedary hump, then dancing
instantly,
the airplanes bow
in obeisance
a perfect Negroni Lilith smiles
a special night
homing beacon
of the flatworms
down the savannah taxi birds honk
with Montgolfier tags
his website
blew away
Posted by Rich Magahiz Mon, 26 Sep 2011 09:51:00 GMT
in twenty
offworld futures
the fascist boot heel
thump that box: dream programming resumes
Posted by Rich Magahiz Mon, 26 Sep 2011 00:50:00 GMT
the toxins’ names we know o praise them
the virus casts its vote:
a microbe
for President
as to the Dutchman: who’ll oil his springs?
she’s just a Marsie
just can’t hold
her oxygen
now you see millions — lenses of grass
parallel lines of tears
they won’t fit
that gift box
Posted by Rich Magahiz Mon, 26 Sep 2011 00:06:00 GMT
Europa
bawdyhouse
a pattern of suckers
coiled under the bed a liver asp
be now quiet:
the elk’s sleeping,
the child’s gone blue
dainty bits our fingers have fingers
zombies
brandish the Voynich manuscript
read! read!
the famous autist – autographed breaths
Monsieur Daguerre
his cabinet bursting
with souls
the Beethoven probe’s steel sonata
put on your shoes
sixteenth notes litter
the seashore
Posted by Rich Magahiz Sat, 24 Sep 2011 09:41:00 GMT
drinkbulb in each hand
the long motionless
hallways
Posted by Rich Magahiz Fri, 23 Sep 2011 14:23:00 GMT
on the knife edge
out-breaths and in-breaths
weigh the same
dirt between the toes that girl is a scythe
Posted by Rich Magahiz Fri, 23 Sep 2011 10:51:00 GMT
an hour before dawn
a fusion plant
wakes the crow
the naked gulf a fall of space seeds
gently
mindful haptics
mutant without a cause
the kitten they’d burnt, that sudden sharp doom
two strips
of tanned skin,
a human egg omelette
Posted by Rich Magahiz Thu, 22 Sep 2011 10:01:00 GMT
hide your peepers,
tovarishch,
they’re not welcome here
struck a match, used the moths for kindling
temple gates of heaven
it reeks of
tobacco
star-nosed mole cleaves rock to the mantle
