17 September 2007
13 September 2007
outsourced:
living by watching
glowing television screens during dinner,
conversation cooked by writers in tanks,
& an affinity for sighing
& music swelling to soundtrack
the scene of a thousand glistening
to evoke a pure silence; water holding memories,
small shining stones, a paper degree proclaiming:
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaabecause reader’s eyes tire
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaquicker than attention spans
the transportation of bodiesaaaaamovement must be made
through seasons/states aaaaaaaanew links & methods
change in crossed borderlinesaaaaimprints of new reading styles
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahyper-explication
stealing formulas
condensed, a ring in my pocket.
tanks:
containers for dreams, small snacks in zip-locked packages, or
a couplet collection of assorted pocket change
in the heat of summer
as recorded on post it notes
for love, silence, or success
each time water poured a memory:
degrees of universal experience
outsourced on airwaves, familiar pattersn
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa(smile kiss repeat)
television seasons, memory drinks, post cards
after burial.
deployed
change:
payment for movement on the highway, through tunnels &
toll booths,
children in the backseat snacking on sliced apple smiles
to be confused with outsourcing, as
change is far more drastic & far more
aaaaaaa(even with the presence of a college degree).
pocket collections; old coins &
miniature notes written in sprawling
curved cursive weather soundtracks. They recorded leafs
falling, the crinkling crunch of snow beneath feet,
sitting on a couch covered in a
brown & orange crochet network, & summer tanks
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaXOXO
smiles:
sticky with spring
an energy linking soundtracks
& television programs in
a formula to ensure
the boy understands emotional gravity.
(outsourced adventures for a
sphere of privacy), sunsets,
daily cups of tea, satellite imagery
mapping the perfect proposal point:
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaabounced signals off space debris
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaspy down to detect traffic pattersn,
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaapersonal change,the construction of
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaemotion holding tanks,intersection points,
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa& directions.
usage:
the movement must measure 35 º to be considered
truly happy.
soundtrack:
mostly Beatles mix tapes
composed by my father
magnetic vignettes rolling on plastic spools
tracing the route to Nana’s house
to a degree
aaaaaaaaaa frozen & held;
a polyphonic photograph chronicling
snow fall,aaaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa aaaaaa, a kiss,
(whiteness to be read as “a blank space between two commas”)
an epiphany, a proposal, a change, or visits to
Yet somehow, one part always is less interesting;
the middle sibling holding their
tiny juice tank of behavior flavor
they will never learn,
reading only read in heads
the action of eyes outsourcing
mouth movements so the words will never
smile upon the exit of a car
with a self-chiropractic pop.
usage:
When a poet is a composer, sometimes
aaaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaaaa silence
(an anthem for Silentists).
12 September 2007
degree:
aaaaaaaaaaaaaa outside an academic vacuum
aaaaaaaaa, or the ride on 24
to Levittown
where the kids sat in the other room
during meal times outsourced
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa silent.
(still, soundtracks of late 60’s change played in the boys head)
A measure of time tanks passing
in research papers & poems.
The action of burying old papers, post cards, self-help guides
in bottom desk drawers, the soil scented with old spice
& copper. After time, something new.
usage:
In every photograph
my face a slanted Charlie Brown smile (30º)
muscular movements instead internalized
to a collection of road trips, season finales,
evening walks, breakfast & the Times
in an old tea tin
state quarters shining
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa (Connecticut my favorite
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa the charter oak
hiding history in aaaaaaaaaaaaaaopen limbs cradling
a parchment document aaaaaaaaspring leaves on the coin’s face,
timelines for futures aaaaaaaaaasprawling silver intricacies,
spent on employment,aaaaaaaa branches cut into metal
rings, laundry, travelaaaaaaaaa centered in Stars Hollow with
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaaaaaa plenty of small town charm)
to pass us into tomorrow.