- life schemes forever, life prays as living maims - gone west as Hero's
      slaughter, the ark of heaven stains....-

Blood is a Bible, blood is aspen
      rhythm; blood is the plectrum that shends away the prism - routlaws,
      doubtlaws, men inside the mind - the pentecheuchal daughter is a maiden
      doin' crimes. No man knows the heaven's reason, no man knows the heaven's
      treason - No Man breathes beneath the mystic earth - No Man is Man & Man
      is smirf - I am the schiz swing, here to cure a gold ring; I used this wing?

Ahhh murder me with your flava and your power
uhhh snap my city razor
la, cut a kissed wasp-flower

the patient of Adromeda is interfused with swinged
dog deaths and canine statues


run with me, run with me: let lobbed masses
swing for the pirates, the thieves, the crows

ehhhh?
hedons hear hearsed fallen ashes
dragging dolts from fuel-tongued hashes
and the keen ghosts of sex-sundered veins
cum deeply for
chapped daughtered doctored sex wards

cum, come with us:
claim life inside us as a gaoled daddy dreamed bus
STOPS

Dead!..]
u huh!!
..run with pirates, thieves and crows....

 

      which the sword of light                                                                             
      that carries us back home?..

      Spatial summer, sunder, thunder; dogdayed rite, which way love's dome? 
      Spatial, the sickle, first purdah ghost of israel; spatial, the number,
      the cretaceous hero's war; spatial, stained suckotash, skein of
      ultraviolet; spatial, adolf stickla, the scream behind the maw. 
      Spatial, demeter, ruined ruby of red sacrifice; spatial, the void, the
      glove-gleamed scent of hero's death; spatial, the winter, the staining
      artifice of emptiness; spatial, spatial sumner, doom deriver in the fuse
      of breath.

      Whispered acritudes in ferment, such are the fusions love can't keep: sat
      in churches full of eagles, led ded as summer, death dements our sleep.
      Sapt at veinmost, thundered under metal, scarlet under sadness, our
      laughing heroes wail. Like a womb-tomb ghostling, burned where birth is
      madness, a knifeling in a rumour, this spatial summer rails.

      Spatial summer, drummer, sunder, thunder - slammed in hatred's hand, the
      Freudian chieftan rules: sirened under mania, in a bonded state of
      failure, under dreams of empty hallways, hallucination spools.

      Spatial is
      our fusion, spatial, our confusion: spatial, sickness summons; in petrol
      pools, we hear light's flame:
      spatial is our rumour, the coming of all humour: 
      spatial, our cloven vestuaries, our schemings under rain.

      Licking the phallic towers, coming down from dementia,
      our spatial drum, denied in beats of maternitizing scream, like the
      druggard gut round the heart of the sun, dignifies the ghoul in the pastel
      wards obscene;
      slitting wrists of powder, letting no ghost go.
      Spatial summer, drummer, sunder, thunder: slammed in hatred's hand, our
      summer truths forego.

        Spatial, demeter, ruined ruby of red sacrifice; spatial, the void, the
      love-lamed scent of hero's death; spatial, the summer, the staining
      edifice of emptiness;
      spatial summer, doom deriver - led ded fission under breath.
      Spatial summer, zero thunder, spatial, spatial summer:
      spatial summer, delusion; fusion sunderer,
      spatial, spatial summer. ..

Spatial summer, spherical azure void:
      in the screams of endless thunder,
                                          time's red asteroid,
      like a scarlet sickle rumour, lams aside the sun:
      like a womb of endless number, the tomb within us drums.
      Moon, dawn opus,
                    forest forge of metal heroes:
      deep in dogday crucifix, the ark of summer burns; 
      like a tauran epitaph, with destruction slit in mind,
      under domes of lightning, the dreams of summer grind.
      Coda lantern, language in denial -
                                    light, what for the hearse of God?
      In which room of leather, under which dark wing of tides,
      beneath which summer river, does the dark avenger ride?
      Spatial summer, stabbing force of
                                      fuse inside the head:
      wind swiper, sweeping softly, how now shall recusancy tread:
      what for the metal peeples, the hedoned herods under glass:
      what for steepled injun stones,
                                what for bones beneath the vast?
      I am the one who opened the sun, I am the one
                                  who opened the moon,
      I am the one who opened the tongue,
      I am the one who opened the womb,
      I am the one with eyes on empty,
      I am the one with zen-tithed skin,
      I am the one with eyes on enemy,
      I am the one with lizard sin,
      I am the one with snake-skin sentries,
      I am the one with snake devise,
      I am the one with
                              the no. on my casket,
      I am the one with
                                rattlesnake eyes. 
      Spatial summer, endless sunderer,
      thunder rumba queen, come lend me penury,
      shend away the spheres behind all wonder,
      thunder rumba queen, come lend me century;
      rend away the asp, the Abaddon sheet,
      rend, shend, bend; burn the summer from
                                                        my meat.
      I am destruction, a circuit circus
                                                turning endless:
      I am seduction, the bud of Oedipal demise:

Drank from the
      artichoke last Sunday, turned against all sin on museday, summoned up Zion
      from a golden stage, danced my mind against love's grade; saw the
      trainlights purdah out, shot against my fused & den-eyed pout, did my best
      to do my best for u; drank from a choke & broke on thru.
i did not rate u,
      no, i never raped u, i did not rate u, little kid, i did not rate u, no, i
      never raped u, i did not rate u, little kid.
Helio Bundy, Morrison mane,
      why do you drive my mind insane, why does your pick of leather hate sire
      against my mental state: helio Bundy, wicked child, why do u rise against
      the mild, why do the dirty on light's dream, why rape the child & act
      obscene?
Family garden, sickle feast, why put my brain inside the beast,
      why take away the loves I had, why spurn away the gentle mad? i did not
      rate u, no, i never raped u, i did not rate u, little kid, i did not rate
      me, no, i never raped me, i did not rape me, little kid: i did not rate
      the summer sun enough to save a life begun: i did not rate u nor me at
      all, all i did was fall & fall.
Helio, helio artichoke, helio, helio
      artichoke; saw it in the news, the child tells lies in hope; helio, helio
      artichoke. I did not rate the child I knew, i still don't rate the things
      he do: saw it in the news, the child dies blue: I did not rate the things
      u do. i did not rate u, no, i never raped u, i did not rate u, little kid,
      i did not rate u, no, i never raped u, i did not rate the things i did: i
      did not rate u, no, i never raped u, i did not rape u, little kid, i did
      not rate u, no, i never raped u:-

i did not rate the things Love did?


..Are we on the night-ship?..                

 

 

YOU HELD MY HEART?!!!

 ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.......

haaaaaahhh

                   

Fade out, fade out, fade out these skulls in scheme;
my heart's a shattered cistern, & my soul, a basin dream:
my love of tides is bloody, is bloody in its surf;
my sensual guise is full of lies
that blast against the earth.

Fade out, fade out, fade out this eyeless birth:
the times eyes spend with failure
lie riven in their girth;
the times eyes sight on Judas Christ
lie raping in a tear - fade out, fade out,
fade out this faceless year!

Fade out, fade out, fade out along death's vein:
if time and tide must open wide, what sea shall death contain?
Fade out, fade out, fade out these rivered dregs;
all love is dead: inside the head,
the love of death is red.

Fade out along a veil, fade out along the seed;
fade, fade, fade, fade against all need;
fade, fade, fade, fade, and fade again,
that the killer's sense of love
might seethe away the brain.

Fade, fade, fade, fade forever on;
fade out against the moon, and the woman in the sun:
fade out along the spine, fade out along a pout;
now fade and fade again;
fade completely out...

while controlling a sad song, i saw such eyes;
riven, they were the eyes of age,
the eyes that time had cast aside,
& those eyes were the eyes of a preacher
whose eyelids preached unto the poor:
such eyes; i did not think that
such eyes could glister & claw.

Man's pain is a glimmer, man's pain is a door;
man's pain is a mirror, that won't
refract what's behind & before:
man's pain is a girl
with beards where hands should be;
man's pain is a eunuch,
& that eunuch ain't looking at me!

Eyes that fade and eyes that see
fade out into their idle seas;
eyes that lie in shattered lanes
wail amid an eyeless scream;
eyes that blind and eyes that crawl
blankly, through a scarlet wall
these are the eyes that I have seen;
these are the eyes of eyeless theme.

Fade out, fade out, fade out these skulls in scheme;
my heart's a shattered cistern, & my soul, a basin dream:
my love of tides is bloody, is bloody in its surf;
my sensual guise is full of lies
that blast against the earth.

Fade out, fade out, fade out this eyeless birth:
the times eyes spend with failure
lie riven in their girth;
the times eyes sight on Judas Christ
lie raping in a tear - fade out, fade out,
fade out this faceless year!

Fade out, fade out, fade out along death's vein:
if time and tide must open wide, what sea shall death contain?
Fade out, fade out, fade out these rivered dregs;
all love is dead: inside the head,
the love of death is red.

Fade out along a veil, fade out along the seed;
fade, fade, fade, fade against all need;
fade, fade, fade, fade, and fade again,
that the killer's sense of love
might seethe away the brain.

Fade, fade, fade, fade forever on;
fade out against the moon, and the woman in the sun:
fade out along the spine, fade out along a pout;
now fade and fade again;
fade completely out.

Such eyes! and would such eyes that see
blare bloodily into the trees,
eyes that stare through bleeding lids
would blare forever through the ribs.
Such eyes! and would such eyes that serve
betray the butler and his words,
such eyes that cripple like a breeze
would serve the madman's wheeze.
Eyes that fade and eyes that rave,
eyes that fade into the maw;
eyes that rave and eyes that fade,
must fade out through murder's door;
eyes that glut and gut and crave,
eyes that bleed their sightless scores;
eyes that glut and gut and crave,
must fade out through murder's door;
eyes that glut and gut and crave,
eyes that bleed their sightless scores;
eyes that glut and gut and crave;
eyes like these must fade once more.
Eyes must fade into their screams,
eyes must fade entirely out;
eyes that fade through tidal dreams,
must fade into doubt;
eyes must fade and eyes must slave
after murder; eyes that see;
eyes whose purposeless parade
fades into rivers, eyes like these
must assign to eyeless minds,
must assign to eyeless palls:
eyes that glut and eyes that crave;
eyes like these live in the walls.
Eyes! such eyes I did see;
such eyes as never thought to be,
such eyes as never thought to see,
such eyes, such eyes.
eyes whose role in life is doom,
eyes whose seeing rapes the womb;
eyes! such eyes as living spares;
eyes! such eyes as living scares;
eyes that glut and eyes that crack,
eyes whose lids are roughly snapped:
eyes! such eyes as dying shares;
eyes! such eyes that climb the stairs.

.

...which way to the night-ship...   which venal prompt?.

  * 
      The maid of mystery, she laid down
      upon a mound of history; 
      now her eyes are full of sound
      and clouds of dead maternity.
      The darling Lord, he danced & cried
      into a field of wheat;
      now his heart is filled with lies
      and nails that spurn and weep.
      * 
      Save the scales of skin that fall
      from your fine posterior;
      I am sick of waiting  for
      your visits to my minds -
      save those scales! come give to me
      those spines that thral so well! 
      I am sick of scouring trees
      with limbs that spoil in hell;
      for you must be a whore to think
      that I adore you for your form;
      you, like other seives of months,
       must strain away the dawn;
      you, like other menstrual suns,
      must assign to rumps of porn;
      you, like other menstrual sons,
      must assign to seven lawns.

     
      Once upon a time, I dreamed in a nightmare
      of a world of eyes & a world of flares;
      there, where the leaves fell madly from the trees,
      i sensed eyes cleave into madness & despair;
      and here there were eyes that slithered in black 
      & here there were eyes that danced on their backs,
      & where time loitered & flew quite away,
      my memories were cloistered in the eyes of decay,
      &, o, what a world was here constrained
      in the eyes of the spheres & the ravaging rain:
      ah! what a wasteland was here seen,
      where the waifs & the strays slid into eyeless dreams:
      as if from a cloud, or some native place of tears,
      the shroud of deception serried into fears.

      * 
      Eyes that rave & eyes that fade,
      eyes that sight the summer's lore:
      eyes that rave and eyes that fade
      must fade out through murder's door;
      eyes whose role in life denudes,
      eyes whose role in life deludes:
      eyes whose seeing is deranged,
      eyes like these must fade again;
      eyes whose seeing never knows,
      eyes whose seeing snaps the rose:
      eyes whose lids lie carved in night,
      eyes like these must greet the light;
      eyes whose living sights no end,
      eyes whose living ways must shend:
      eyes whose being sights no truth,
      eyes like these must seem uncouth;
      eyes that live beneath the rain,
      eyes whose ways must stain again:
      eyes! such eyes that murder maims;
      eyes like these must rape the brain;
      eyes in skies whose dreaming spits,
      eyes in skies whose dreaming splits:
      eyes! such eyes that flail to live;
      eyes whose living rapes the crib.
      Eyes I've seen, such eyes without,
      eyes whose fusion burns and routs:
      eyes! such eyes of graveward leisure,
      eyes! such eyes of graveward pleasure;
      eyes I've seen, such eyes that reel,
      eyes I've seen, such eyes that feel;
      eyes! such eyes that well above;
      eyes! such eyes that murder love.

 .. 

..the eaten spire i saw from a tree  swallows soft war...-

o daddy pullovers, snared, seize
a pyrex city from beads
and, dunny, a basin on a cliff
shatters aside bended knees
i eyed thieves tumbled from bells
and, slackened, a bumbler's cell
fits a fascinating key into leaves
and the eaten weepers in cities
ripens down the carkeys of
dinner days when a baby's buddy
brightens with seed
and a clamourer of dirt
shoots a vase of hurt
and a daddy bleeder licks skirt
the eaten spire i saw from a tree
swalllows soft walls
and a eyers feel after shawls
and sainted wheels
watch themselves in burning
*
once aside a mind, i sensed fathers
shaving their single days away
o, once aside times, i sensed mothers
washing their sexy days away
and i turned to the midday moon
and i stormed the dead
and i fell from an unearthly bed
sweaters are washed till done
fevers are mashed till stunned
old children, laced,
loosen a bedded divan under lungs
once aside a mind, i sensed fathers
shaving their salad days away
o, once upon tears, i sensed brothers
washing their hands in clay
sweaters are spun till touch-dry
leotards burn for pied sky
and i turned to the midday moon
and i stoned my spine
and then i accused sex of burning
Ah
*
the eaten spire i saw from the sea
swallows inks and papers
o daddy's halo died, and pepper
seasoned me with lepers
and a buddy boy has to use pepper
to anoint his fast fever
sweaters are washed till done
leopards burn
and a baby on a throne has to cum
deeply down a mum's stroked thighs
once aside designs, i drew a pig
o underneath grime, i painted kids
and my searing face
fell away from space
and i gave my girl endless lies
the eaten spires i saw from the sea
swallows inks and lepers
and, la la, my mind has no knees
and, la la, my spine has no keys
and, la la, my shadow casts leaves
deeply down when sense heaves
,.
*
ashes under flashes hasten to owl-light
uh, clashes under rashes
ram dumb powder when shaken nights
lambast thunder with foresight
and i saw a spire from a tree
and i sent embers to a swallowed sea
and, la la, ashes under flashes sent me
underneath rivers of lime
the eaten pyres i dance for entertain
the cats of the canine mind
o, ashes under flashes listen to fox-rain
and adders sunder snake-dusts
and arrowers tumble under old musk
ashes under flashes hasten to owl-light
ah, crashes under blue hospitals
drag a senile drip into shadowers of
peeing casts that drink from lost God
and eyers of fevers
flay catty killers with blorted sky-sods
the eaten pyres i dance upon enter
a diddery dog-head inside sphincters;
and maddeners sing for Love
and waggoners swing for Love
and blenchers in rings dance for Lord
Lady God..
*
a lazy lemur leads a leaper to a star-sign
o a crazy fever
hits to a river; and i saw a spire's mind
grinding cochineal to dust
la la, my head appears lost
la la, my bed has no lust
and i saw a siren on a cliff
crusading for lemon lepers in old wine
the eastern teas i must gather has to
find an island in the West
and my naked skin falls from death
and my fingers sunder sex
and, ahh, as weeblers reap melon then
sandy lips may well flower
a lazy lemur leads a leper to a car-sign
ah signal pepper seasons salt with rind
and a yellow lady who catchers times
will surely scatter sweets across
devillers of renal loss
and magic latch-keys unlock loss
and tragic families bolt a rocked cross
O
*
magical funnel-weave washes men bald
o easy tunnel-weed washes cat-halls
and a bawd in summer
sharpens owls with winter
and a giddy gelled bed sleeps under drawl
once upon a dead mind, i entered under
a daddy divan
and mummy wine jazzed to my lover
and my salt woman danced all year
magical funnel-weave washes men dry
o peasy tunnel-seed sows salted slides
and a bed at night
hisses for blind light
and a vernal moon comes too soon
and weevillers smash a cunt with tombs
once upon a dead mind, i entered rooms
only to find all bedrooms dead
la la, fotal fatalities silence dark bread
and a canny cavener
carries slushy skin to eaters of bled
fierce fanny lead.
magical majestical felines flash for a
tribal sweep
and emptiness falls from ferine dreams
and vixens fall from sleep
and foxy fast oils hide screams in
blue meats and growl radios
uh
*
a pacing crazy fox boy happens upon de sun
o de sun gives up its heated moonlight
and, la la, kids shut seated school-life
and Aladdin in a cage rocks a mind-life
magical inverted tissues wipe old christ
o de balded cold heated sun
swipes all lunacy from fingering fights
and, la la, pigs shut in weal
whips a cocking-horse
a peering crazy fox boy happens upon a gun
o, he shot his cab
o, he shot sky lads
and wideners of spatial money
pay for space where space cuts us with
genital suns and cloud-weavers of crabs
magical converted issues swipe gold men
and, where sourced, idiotic gilder men
raise a petrol flower with mental skin
and a crotch on lily waters
sinks pulled bullies under shaven wind
and purpled dazzy daddy bird shines
under belled nets when old sin shines
after dirtiers of peeing bodied rhymes
and ruins of eating statues
strike aside a dinner hour
and horded horses snap a cool flower
and aged mentalis
caresses a sea-harness
a peering fatal focal english death
hisses for chiffons as seared death
suppers for named forks and sexed
ogre cherry; and weevils cut deaths
directly in two, where gollies rave
~*
there is a mad saying about the dead which
commands the wedding of the rich
and riches deserve the poor
and bitchers widen for gold doors
la la, a killer of the spring sharpens lips
with focal coins and dollar pounds
a peering natal mind-sign paints tips
uh a bed of mental bananas
shovels doctored binny manyanas
under bullets; and colts under shits
defecate upon a cool hot night ship
o as menstruators weep for clits then
a republic of statues may well
harden granite sculptures with celled
bodiers of a cocking horse
and lemony limey vaginal gorse swells
up and up, just like god's forced
invidious incinerated bible-tawse
as idle iron sidlers raise rattlers
from cradlers of heart-cave then
imperialised by dotty fanny, women
must surely cling to a vaulted sauce
and giddy dinnering inglenooks force
fascinating riders under cuppa-horsed
hymenal labial chemicals
the gannets in fat rain trains a vein
to flatten sullen seas with bible-brains
and a hooker in a fucking lift drains
devil hitlers from fires down stained
essex women
*
indelible maggots that hiss inside love's ear
scar-celebrate the kiss of a colour
and, o, there is a mad saying which hears
a dolly maintainer in a hot rich career
and i have to carry brimstone far West
and minds have to marry
a bladderer of honey to lashwide breasts
indelible maggots that hiss inside fears
car-incinerate radios of roadways when a
shadower of ravines
helters down drains; and eyers who scream
may surely scream no more?
and equilateral fannny swims de rude seas
and magical sex daddy
washes zeroes under babby; and grey bees
star-buzz in blenched tears when cavvies
crusade after wrenched sidler lavvies
indelible maggots that piss inside love's ear
winter-wearies summer blood with spheres
and rain falls like spears
and grain crawls from years
and we have waited years and years. O!
majestical doggy felines
force a fiddle in a dumb arse
and, proud, a candle in a female's clasp
caves under bonded spy-swum masks
..
and equilateral races cut the spaces of
a dodgy shroud that chants the words of
dizzy dreaming jesus and his soft world
and a gilded guilty goddess plays with
rain-stoned mother clay
La la, ideal caverns crashland upon a
citadel of demure dead days
and we have to use our strange days.
once upon a pussy, i heard old kids in
season-suspended bodies shaving sins
and a motelled gel sticks whores to skin
and a hostelled girl gives a grip to spind
dirty spun salt seed
and an arching mother angel flies for a
belly-pusher whose demons die of greed
..
there are, here and now, three graves
shaped from pulley naves
and biering palling crows carry slaves
upside down in a town of evil trades
and a bedded swum town
bone-blends swaggarts into clayed
cementing cremating toad-raised
ingots of sex, death and diseased
holy scrapes
ahh
lo here and now in this purple cage
a rider of ruin saddles after rage and
platinum scowls crap upon bluers
and a pecker of plumed salts dams
ripper riders with zippered brigands
lo here amd now in this purple cage
a raveller of cloud darkens bled age
and i spell a face from out fire.
..
END..
*
ashen body bakers career from a rocked sun
la la, easy undertakers
test a loud coffin whilst singng for a gun
and a goosy goofy sail-snapped river drum
pours lazy oils upon dirtied canine waters
and a waxy cunny christ
comes back home to entertain lost life.
ashen bodies wail like dying trees and christs
career into innocent bible-windows
and a daddy heist hisses aside blue mallow
and the wives of measureless meadows
peal a pulleyed palmist from handed shadow
ashen body bakers career from a rocked gun
la la, dizzy dunny pharoahs
slide a tickler of a gallows aside aged cum
and we weevil after the emptiness of a
sickler of a rippler whose fatal focal thrum
sweeps doggy danger into canine dreams.
ashen bunny shapers sign along a scream
ah, aspen buddy breakers
ooze english slime down a bed of bakers
and a bitten blood-baker butchers papers
and, cold, assaults and peppers feed lepers
and, rolled, cosines in cans
feed a frozen roll to tea-things and woman
the riddlers of pure flame burn under lust
la la, dippers in naked pain
serenade a blind lamp with ocean-grain
and we listen to the spies at heart
and we lead brute brides where art
swallows leaded genius from grey dark
and ashes come home to feed me
and lashes feed stone to easy seed
ashen body bakers career from a lunged
candle-pool that leads bled briders home
and a ship of rats ramifies a sailor's moan
and a shrilled ship of fools displaces bone
ah ah, usuries of families build gravestones
from eateries that sell foods to sloanes
and a vase-bedded glass menagerie
gashes a gilly gallery down nunneries
..
natal unnatural flowers glow beneath
sky-dying angled gardens; and hot sleep
summons us from dew-dressed heaths
and we fall from de earth
and we call to an expectant child. Oh!
life must dress death down now?
ashen bonded boundless parental crowds
scatter nuked denial across lost shrouds.
.
END...?.....

 

the pentecheuchal daughter is a maiden doing time