Tuche & Automaton

Wednesday, July 12, 2006



today, the cliquey apprise fizzered with branchlike eyes.

the climate fell, the geometery tref madam found solace in a bifocal annihilator.  a brick.  the slight incident of form (f(x) = ex + p) where e and p disorientate constants.  shit (not shit).

hecatomb is quiet.  no tearing open chests, no birds which fly out of eyes, no cracking spines.  no clamps which crush heads, leg hammers.

cliquey apprise… branch… branch.  group.  cluster?  perhaps now we have incident.  is fizzering incident?  and him?  clamping something?  is that movement?

The pharmacy with this untapped ardency is that of the above nautch - pericarditis their - not of a devisor.  placarder.  ardency of pinholes, of atolls affined in mastoiditis.  ileum.

the sanctimonious handcuffing of hecatomb.  the tarweed, its mockery.  tawny gloss, grass.  tref scum.

a trefoil dance which envelops hecatomb (etiology/borborygmus) and the handmaid causeries of shorelines, kibitz and glass blood lines.


At 1:14 PM, Blogger Matina said...

Mastoiditis--is that like elephantiasis?...Ouch. Painful (yet arousing) poem you have here. Brain loved it.

At 4:40 PM, Blogger kris rzepka said...

yes the mythopoetics (hat-tie-handkerchief/candida suit) oblate at the mastoiditis altar; *chanting* "he shall infect our brain!"

:D obliged as always matina

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