wobblings

[sgt.null]

day-bed sofa (untitled #5)


Only in the most usual of all the places; set your tick-tock hearts. A unison of union views. The metronome gnome drums up a syncopated syndicated beat for the individual beats. Their wardens carry heavy burdens. (Catch my continental drift?) A colorful implosion. A real casual pleaser. (Open hearted casual?)

Please sir; may I have more? The assumptions of blended designations, rejections and slipped disk carrier cases. (With walnut inlay!) Gold standard load bearing walls; metallic duds fired into the night shift thrift stores. Phones ring, steam kettles sing – I have a million things to do. (How about you?) The canning schedule was posted on the cellar door stairs.

Fuel cells, in which a tiny amount of fuel flows into a small chip to generate electricity without combustion. This would allow users to skip the wall plug and simply swap out a fuel cartridge to continue listening to music or for checking e-mail.

(Chalk outlines drift into the sky.) Parasite or virus? You make the call. Poison wood trees, scrubbed brushes and bleached-out washes. Rocks hills and gulleys. Pulleys, winches and wrenches. They all clinch the clichés around us.

The bitter cola we laid out for the guest speakers at the speakeasies. Breezeway, causeway – we’ll head out to Fenway. (Fans in the fens.) Three words are the truth. Fan belt it out of the park and ride off to Summerville.

[sgt.null]

who knows how
old the old Sphinx
is? riddle me this.
so in summary the
Sumerians summered
at Easter Island…
and the Babylonians
built the leaning
tower of babble.
(it seems thus to us)
the Picts picked up
their six packs from
the inquisitional racks.
(a song of sixpence?)
a quik-pik and six
flags. remember the
Alamo or the Maine.
it’s all the same…
refrain, refrain, refrain.
Salem witches or the
Chicago six, Old Scratch
up to his old tricks.
old Atlantis or new
Memphis? the king or
a pauper. three days
or a potter’s field.
(or a fiery wheel)
Ezekiel took the wheel.

/for we are many/
the heiress did ride
shotgun during the
great war of northern
aggression. (honest injun)
honest Abe and miles
and miles and miles
of Miles Standish down
at the rock (lode-
stone.) buying blankets
for the tired huddled
masses. a bull or bear.
a dustbowl, a gold rush.
the dirt doctor patched
up at Valley Forge.
Roanoke welcomed the
Mary Celeste into
a safe locked harbor.
ripper wintered aboard
the good ship Titanic.
(the humanity–the humanity)
then into the valley of
death rode the three
hundred. Mayflowers and
November surprises. pre-
dawn infamy marches to
the sea. all of this…
in the last six thousand.

[sgt.null]

next of kin
claptrap, sloptrap -
beetlesnap overdrive.
i'll tell you what
i'm afraid of - walls.

kitten handing out
oddjobs to the hobos
who live in the alley.
breeding is fundamental.

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third shift driver

I am the living son
of doctor stanley livingston

I am the only son
of Thomas Alva Edison

we begin our descent...
null observes a lull
his sidekick to a sidetrip?
a flamboyant atomic samurai.
vis est satis (force is enough)
cat's ear and hawks beard
between the eye and bill...
more grist for the swill.

birds inverted -
hang in the sky
February hollow -
a sketch of rain
angles obtused -
blur and fade

rocking horse/stalking horse
the correct light is blue

discord/discard/disclude

[sgt.null]

the age of agriculture

Ollie, Ollie, oxen free
(amplifiers echo & fade)
starve a block, starve a
flower. sometimes, some –
times. my words fragment,
fall to the sky, fall to
the sky – the sky is falling,
sky is falling. gadgets
are tragic. myths and
trivia, three bags full.
pedals of metal, vacuum
tubes. flat line – halftime.
/rudiment/
ellipses and eclipses by
the seashore, sawhorse,
seahorses. sometimes in
the meantime. salt and
lime. stellar, salt cellar,
pepper box. (Boxing day.)
grind and rewind, keeping
time – ¾, 4/3, ¾, 4/3…
slow waltz, foxtrot, trot,
swing, batter, batter…
flat earth, flat line, flats –
/rudiment/
a fill, a roll over, toss the
covers, a brand new
day. half time, time and
a half. (half and half.)
morning cup, so fill it
up. a fill, a roll over &
over. up ended and end
to end. falling sky –
the sky is falling. falling.
flatware, flat line, flat…
/rudiment/

[sgt.null]

Fear Snake Close Door

"to fathom or soar angelic, just take a pinch of psychedelic" - Dr. Osmond

Chemical Cover
Meet me under the Linden tree. Triple Fold coincidence. Help wanted in the lower lights. Her element of surprise seems to have burned out. (Piles of ash.) There are five presidents to watch over me. Check periodic, check perpetual.

Timmy's In the Well
Junk garage. The ancient heart; time to pause. Turn the corner, lock the door. A snowy night. The pots and pans; bottom shelf. Count the doors; trace your smile. We must traverse. (The concourse.) Open red to yellow on the decrease. Locked rotor amps.

Money, Chalk & Marbles
Choked spasm. Cloak and dagger; Stagger Lee on a bender. Architects fix broken sticks. Words left hollow hatted; fatted calf. (G clef.) Textile swills lining the river. Water touches the sky. Drowsy dowsers are lachyrmous intolerant.

Wooden Mallets
His car turned over. Rhinestone chickenwire coops. Stonewall at parade rest. Burnished dogs swimming sugar ponds. Redundant harmonics. Broken spokes left unspoken. Tokens of infection. Common usage. Open high, open low. (Apples and candy canes.)

Chemical boxes sodered and repainted. Blunderbusses set to automatic. Bleak tea milked with bitter herbs.

[sgt.null]

I wish I had been better at things...

the heretics swear
the masks will not
do you any good.
(this time...)
park bench - empty
hallway, smoke is
clear. you can sit
up on your own.
roll over - stay over.
time goes by. learn
to tie your shoes -
I'll sign you a note.
the people in the
radio will not do
you any more harm.
(this time...)
rub the sleep from
your eyes. try and
stay awake for just
one more hour. I will
sit up with you...
this chair is my
only friend and I
need to stay up for
just one more hour.
the men in their
long boots will not
knock any more doors.
(this time...)
duplex or two stories,
two steps and two
more reasons to stay
out all night. he did
mean well - candles
burning, clocks are
turning. we ran out
of hill right at his
drive. we ran out of
steam right at his
drive. another park.
the boys in the
trees will not fall
at your two feet.
(this time...)
at your own t

[sgt.null]

for Daniel Johnston (wherever you may find your self)

somebody push play...
Tyr gave a hand
to the lower wolf,
what i wouldn't give.
a bolt out of the grey
constant constables are
keeping the watch...
a cloud of smoke
as she wanders after
her horse ( a jack-
ass really ) stop.

[sgt.null]

Death is Fast, Loud & Final

Zigzag keep it out of the post-bag. Sunset, forget walking in the snow. And so it goes it always goes. Touch and go in the murky sugar taps. I apologize, did not realize it was time. And the band plays sand rhymes four by four, an invisible score. I did not know it was you at the grassy knoll. So forgive me if I do not see. Paper, pencil, parenthetical; bring your own stencil. To a recess that we confess began too late. So mark this date as a deadhead better fled than red. It is like this list, a list my humdrum life exists without your kiss. Tangle the right angles, a cute and abused combination fused with a lit match. So hatch your escape pods as taped dogs howl in the distant night. Take flight as the white night dictates his plight. Fly by sight, shoreline in my lifetime for sake of give and take. We forget Camelot began with a salute. Barren seeds of rotten fruit go for a swim before we rend you and trim your limbs. Offshore he scores as she implores for help off the floor during the gulf wars. Spice shelf health has a three-day going away play date. The black is from inside my case, disgraced in place and time.

[sgt.null]

It is Holocaust Time at the Atomic Power Plant

Fly to the center of the know, right of way. Judge me like I was the reason you can not sleep. Four points equal a square root mixed with bitter herbs. Slop trap, tar pit. Forward is a progressive motion. Can implies ability, may implies permission. Set the sensors, get the censors. Plagiarism, red in tooth and claw. Because you are dangerous, you must not enter. Quickly, fix the camera. Adjust the contrarian’s pedal. Parasailing with parasols, a post-ironic beautiful noise. A subset of sunset, the local pipe fitters of New Patagonia. They do not dream, they count. Avoiding being stolen should always be remembered. Be prepared for danger in times of safety. The cows filter to the bridge. Linked by bovine chains, grass eating refrains. Two by two they trample. Gathered at the center path, all agreed with handsome hearts to grieve the cunning knives. Lowing through the high points, trotting through their medium custody. Listen to the sunshine; it is a triple-murder suicide. A tone, a sense of scene. Realistic, but not in the literal sense. Lateral movement at the edge of morning. The low buzz of television static. Oddments and trinkets for sale at well worn shops. A mind full of broken glass. Odds are even for it.

“LSD 100 Micrograms I.M.”

[sgt.null]

Idiot Box Philosophy

How many weeks until next week? Brain dead aerospace engineers hooked over broken pairs of x-ray specs. Counting off mock countdowns. Their next gig? Chopping feeder roots before they place set and hold. Launch windows rusted shut. Haunted windows shut out. Jack hammer, token trailer, broken failure, terminal velocity. Pavlov proven as shopworn clever, problematic and aromatic. Some sometimes don’t give themselves enough information. Caustic (corrosive) materials. A warning lamp. Failed fail safes on the ground. Midas suffering from gilt by association. Viceroy, vice grips, crescent wrench. High velocity / low impact. An impoverished version of low truth. (High cant.) Counters count down from zero…

[sgt.null]

63 coup de'tat

you can't say Dallas doesn't love you mister president

it's all plastic...

the Sphinx had a riddle; i just have some empty sugar packets.

a shooting gallery, pay your nickle.

if i buy you a soda pop - will you map out the conspiracy for me?

Dallas is full of shadows; half remembered memories.

we line up for the laser show.

blind man's bluff on the grassy knoll.

please return your books.

the library police will be by to check up on you.

maybe take in a movie?

[sgt.null]

hangman

alias: the weak, nice power cut of the area, the dream and asphyxiation role. phase toward the exterior, flat line of throttling, California, more vouchers of the area. airplane and pure dragon.

The report reinded on, power cut of history. ailment of lost time.
differently burdened inside, proportioned of delirium, impulse that is piss.
to do pose raised at a point in clubtown. of the injured map, the whistle affects/effects.
stash at midnight, the chemical preperations and proportions. water (the speed, the color, torsion.)
the idiotic waits secondly and has nervously laughed stupidly. a to-go plug,
enough restriction that security gives dancers the scene.
(loud, carries music, heat.) high, bad, loud, sober, time. quantity, freshness, robustness.
the lucky paindance of the atmosphere. entrusts more badly from the old park.
maintenance. synch doses, surprise, repetition. cry, huff, music. smoked vapo-rub. dust, masks,
unknown? the dose hears the thought, which germinates oddly. carriers effect/affect. measure the time.
alcohol of the step. enough area, measure the time deportment. obvious representation of the dose time.
delirium of the exit. of the sun, friends of the journey. costs. the latter ailment of the pain.
narcolepsy.
effect/affect. skin, dose, progressive chemistry. journey of the alcohol. demand it, relax and hold on to it.

[sgt.null]

scenes from an imaginary western

a high pitched wail of territorial attack.

he lay in the frozen earth.

a peridot green admist the driving snow.

she sank into an inevitable depression.

the men in the trenchcoats were full of heartache.

night fell abruptly.

his smile was a crude torniquet.

he soon realized that distances are long.

the sunlight sparkled.

we suffered from nightmares and flashbacks.

is charcoal always grey?

[sgt.null]

Monet paints on Velvet Nowadays

Mercy killings at the factories; film at eleven.

Porters with brooms at the ready; sweeping up the ice and dust. They form a semicircle around their flag. Snowsuits, zoot suits and open markets. Diorama or Diaspora, you make the call. Collect calls on cell phones. Empty forests patrolled by corrupt rangers.
An aberration of gunpowder and rainbows. Huddled in doorways, hidden under canopies.

Candy cigarettes and swizzle sticks. Militia issued brass tacks and copper jackets. Mercury running to the rivers. Gravitational extremists battle electrical loyalists. Maoists on summer vacation. Battery packs on tethers, chained. Charcoal merchants unloading empty trailers. Salary men populating strip clubs in the border towns.

Corpses caught in the copses. Propaganda machines on standby. Cachets of cash in attaché cases. Limit your terms to phases of phrases. Front runners on the back burners. Handmade signs signal their return. Physicists manning the monitors; physicians minding their manners. Adjust the volume to your centric controls. A perennial hit.

Alt-Control-Delete

Time-saving devices set on slow burn. Mass-media markets are targeted. (Call now to order!) Duct-taped cutters invading small desert towns. Their cries of anguish echoing through the canyons. Candy-colored diaries where they confess. (Stepford children corrections.) Misunderstood, unappreciated; appreciating nothing. Rebels in conformity.

Head to the local courthouses to cast your ballots. Prepare for your epiphany. Faded photographs among the birth announcements and death notices. A mythology stored in filing cabinets. Alphabetical by redundancy. Codices written in new-age babble; a self perpetuating code. Read with a skeptical eye. Descendents room for ante descendants.

Seven locations set in bas relief. Acrylics, oils and muted watercolors.

[sgt.null]

Gravity Maps & Cremation Blues

What?
It is anarchic and arbitrary; a disturbing trend. One must become telescopic amongst fixed-range madness. Learn to feign authenticity. We are isolated in a surreal dream trance. All full on fear and anxiety. Frustrated and powerless – most people fluctuate between a belief in magic and a belief in spirituality.

Mail Call
Truth comes wrapped in foil. On the chopping block your heart kicks like a snare drum. Life is relentless, it will wear you down. People are so full of ugly words and bitter thoughts. We mobilize for mass extinction. Always wallowing in our repression; constantly stuck in the short term.

Opera Concepts
I have never studied my craft. My ideas scope as peculiar. I find my obsessions always flat-line. I have quested for logical conclusions. And I am still trying new voices in a random output.

Novel Concepts
The wreckage of our lives seem almost romantic from a safe distance. Take your ten paces; twist and fire. Avoidance of connection honed to a fine polish. We are sterilized in an attempt to short-circuit chaos. We bathe in self-pity while waiting for spontaneous combustion. Our lives are static; full of interruption and frustration. Too many remain needlessly mired in impotent temper.

Immortality
I have a pocket full of subway tokens.

Hairline Fractures
Grinding stones planted in lonely fields. Wicked chairs set across angry tables. Light filters through drawn shades. Our memories of yesterday are left hanging unbalanced.

Short Term Memory
Domesticated is taken to mean imprisoned. We struggle with disagreeable obsessions. Stand mutely as too many allow inchoate rage over trivial attempts. Our impotence engulfs our attitudes. Dissatisfaction comes standard.

Allies?
Complications become addictive.

The Roar of Laughter
Do you favor risk or protection? It could be a soap box or a bully pulpit. We measure the empty spaces between our heart beats. We waste our time with the victims of impatience. Snake oil salesmen peddle curiosities to the rabble rousers.

[sgt.null]

Fire Hose Racks for Use by Occupants of Building

(Semi-Automatic Hose Rack)

For Use with Unlined or Line Fire Hose for Standpipes

About face, amp-up, drag-out. Soft-spoken sacrifice. The conviction of innocence. A comedy of tragedies. Subservient clowns tripping to hip-hop. Windowpane or Sunshine?

To Operate

A) Open Hose Valve Wide
Stagger or swagger? Choreographed shards of broken glass. The source of distant and low prophets. Iron-fisted surrogates sporting plasticine grins. Indulging in vast rapture.

B) Remove Nozzle from Bracket
Indulging in severed tethers. Torque clamps and tension wires. Binding rabid dogs. Blinding rapid dogs. Alchemical mirrors bathed in acid solutions. Showing no problems.

C) Remove All Hose from Rack
Surreal mixtures of fantasy and the commonplace. Autocrats on remote control. Brutal fables told in poetic counter-rhythms. Ancient ruins fostering modern high rises.

D) Water will Flow when Last Fold is Removed
Pale cacophony wrestles with mute semantics. Concrete boundaries set with Rorschach blots. Abstract blueprints coded and lost. Infrared rainbows and ultraviolet sunspots.

E) Direct Water at Base of Fire
Pale moonlight lights my way. A rhapsody of semantics. Pathetic latchkeys smothering in saccharine waves. Mayhem in dulcet baritones. A poverty of forethought as afterthought.

Despite implications, consent does not equal vocation. Violation does not equal empathy. Monotony does not equal control. Your lockbox morality is a two-for-one offer.

[sgt.null]

Tools of Ignorance

te first was worst
a second please
third rail
fourth dimension

telephone lines speak to me

framed soon. shaken sooner

my brain is a train track
outside - beautiful day...

vibrations

perception hazy
buzzed - clear
problem?

deja vu
deja vu
deja vu

nervous, smoking -
stay positive

i felt her hand take hold of mine