17 September 2010

salt preserved

dry, red
not cured, but cured

place reserved
bucket made of boards
under the deck

salt preserved
while the legs bow

frozen dead
not expired, but expired
can't last winter

16 September 2010

sketches from ghost farm

in spring
when the leaves fall back
onto the trees
neon green
neon black

pour me a milk
i said to the
female ghost
i can't touch anything
the female ghost said
to me

i'm tired of
haunting the stable
i'm tired of
existential limbo
can we order a pizza
no

in spring
i rustle my sheets and chains
i change the trough water
i clean up them tumbleweeds

pour me a milk
pour it right through me
right through
neon black
neon green

10 September 2010

manage blogs (1 total) 2: dark territory

sparkles at the forest factory
riffs in the night

puking lawnmower

i have traveled here from _____
to relay a following message

touch me i'm benjaham

Blocks

You will never win

Apple core
Empty pen
Giant air-conditioned computer
Ululating infidels crashing into themselves
Giant heated brains
Weeping sores
Massive kites emblazoned with jolly roger blanketing your every move
Yawning chasms of doubt
Spoilt milk
Death

Forgot to close tags
Forgot to turn iron off
Forgot to be avoided
Forgot to cancel hitman
Forgot

It's like this, kid
Give up early

06 September 2010

tale of personal assistant

i hired a personal assistant
her face was made of solid wood
her golden tresses black
we startled each other
a large bus came by the compound
i heard a dog
in the night, our eyes touched
the stars were all shimmery
shim shim shim shimmeropolis

and god said from his fiery cloud
long shall your limbs grow
my sweaty child

write that down, personal assistant
write that down