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DENUSION? (speed-written)

      soul under soul,
      heart under fire, soul under soul, heart under pyre. in the house, under
      house, over house, interhouse. denusion, fusion, confusion, denusion,
      fusion, delusion. summer storm, summer dreamer, summer storm, summer
      screamer. soul under fusion, heart under thunder. soul under fusion,
      endless zero number. in the house, under house, over house, interhouse.

      denusion, fusion, confusion, denusion, fusion, delusion. world on fire;
      look at the plans we're making. world on fire; look at the stands we're
      taking. there's nothing to do but go away and meet the flames of another
      day. denusion, fusion, delusion, confusion. world under world, fire under
      fire, world under world, pyre under pyre. denude the sun, denude the moon,
      denude the sun, denude the womb. hero? do u know my name? world under
      world, flame under flame. in the house, under house, over house,

      interhouse. here today, gone tomorrow, gone westways with no-one's sorrow.
      we are the soul inspectors, we are the soul defectors. eyes on empty,
      LAMERICA, eyes like twenty, LAMERICA. in the house, under house, over
      house, interhouse. where guards refuse, the words push through, where
      guards refuse, the words disprove. in the house, under house, over house,
      interhouse. here today, gone tomorrow, gone westways with no-one's sorrow.
      fusion, confusion, denusion. confusion, fusion, delusion. in the house,
      over house, under house, interhouse. over house, under house, interhouse,
      endless house. LAMERICA! LAMERICA! LAMERICA! LAMERICA! LA Child, LA Wild,
      LA Wild, LA child! LAMERICA! LAMERICA! LAMERICA! LAMERICA! denusion,

      fusion, confusion. confusion, denusion, fusion. denusion, fusion,
      confusion. LAMERICA! (Collusion). LA Sun, LA Womb, eyes on empty, eyes in
      tomb. graveward manna, graveward mania. LA Womb, LA Labia. under house,
      over house, over house, interhouse. seek the sick before they die; ever
      seek till angels fly. LAMERICA! LAMERICA! krypton sex empery. LAMERICA!
      LAMERICA! voided state of century. LAMERICA! LAMERICA! siege seed thunder
      under love. LAMERICA! LAMERICA! gold bead empire under glove. interhouse,
      under house, over house, splinterhouse. cimmerian sucker, phaphosian
      number. interhouse, under house, LAMERICA Rumba. fire beneath fire, world

      beneath whirlwind. chemic priest of blood, alchemical pearlwind. LAMERICA!
      LAMERICA! wild child rumour. LAMERICA! LAMERICA! wild child humour. source
      of chimera - the lamb of love lies whipped to death. source of ephemera -
      the lamb of love lies whipped by breath. summer knows no centre, nor do
      any chieftans gyre. LAMERICA! LAMERICA! romantic sickle wire. interhouse,
      over house, under house, splinterhouse. splinterhouse, sphincterhouse,
      endless inter-questing house. the monday men are coming in, along
      comesIsis, cold as sin. beneath the rose, the world lies spielling.

      beneath the robe, the snake lies reeling. world on fire, sun on fire, moon
      on fire, endless fire. the word of god is martian surrender. world on
      fire, this birth's no splendour. moot accord of injun women - womb under
      womb, the gate is open. the fence of death is wrought from laughter -
      herod, give me light's hereafter. interhouse, under house, over house,
      splinterhouse. tender come the schemers, rended is the night. bird of
      tomorrow, take me on your flight. naughty demon lover, naughty demon lady
      - heroic is death's century, as dead as heaven's baby. denusion, fusion,
      delusion, denusion, fused confusion. LAMERICAN Dream, pyre under pyre,
      LAMERICAN Scheme, fire under fire. eyes, first optic of the box that

      sweats. eyes, first optic of the rock that wrecks. eyes, as endless as
      the hunter's suffrage. eyes, as endless as the neon meadows. eyes, this
      girl gathers shells for her furies. eyes, this girl farms the shores for
      truth. eyes, no man is the endless sickle sentry. eyes - underhouse, the
      fire's uncouth. LAMERICA! LAMERICA! LAMERICA! LAMERICA! fist the fusion,
      make her scream. LAMERICA! the serpent dream. LA Child, LA Wild, LA Wild,
      LA Child. the home is burning, let the winter come. the home is burning,
      let the madness come. the home is burning, as wicked as the sea. the home
      is burning - let sulphur be. the home is burning, as trendless as the
      dawn. LA Wild, LA Child - no more peace, just form.

      Ask my lady what she really wants to be; she says, Baby, can't you see:
      I've never lived, all I did was try to die: so I say, Lady, needs must the
      will to cry. Crazy is the harvest moon, crazy is the harvest tree, crazy
      is the harvest moon, crazy is the harvest sea...

UNDERGRADUATES UNDERGROUND (after Kit and the Widow)

Travelling on the Bakerloo, (catching trains in the rain),

Sidling onwards, two by two, (it’s madness underground).

There goes one man with a beard, there a girl in beaded gear,

(in dirtied sweaters they appear). Undergraduates underground.

Smoking whacky substances, (smoking in urinal pits),

With burnt on hair, they pit their wits

With the city sounds,

Subjugated, easy brains, intercity student veins, (haversacks

Of cheapskate pain). Undergraduates underground.

There goes one with bags of time, (shooting-up, he’s refined),

Here’s another oozing slime, (a charlatan defamed).

Men with books and broken spines, (wafer thin, empty minds),

Mobile menaces in rhyme. Undergraduates underground.

Late at night they come from pubs, (puking up, praised by God),

From the buildings on the hill, (learning places, always ill),

They exude their student will,

Pissed as farts, cold as nails, (drowning in a glass of ale),

Roundabouted, going stale. Undergraduates underground.

They confess to one night stands, (eaten up, condoms bang),

And they drive in broken cars, (beaten up, axles jar).

Though they be our futures now, (ageless kids, Golden Boughs),

They begin the end of power. Undergraduates underground.

Coughing up tubercular suns, (Camden Market bass and drum),

Eating lentils off a bed, (married off before they’re wed),

Standing with credential frowns,

Noisily in paper crowns, (raucous giggles in a mound),

They roll idly out of bounds. Undergraduates underground.

...

ASIDE (unfinished)

With a magic scoop of the tongue,

I must know the words that glow

Aside all thought; and words must kill

The salience of man and child.

Walking with death denies content

Waking with death defines cement

And self is a god now

And, oh, as fantastic sex shrouds

Suffer sylvan milk, then clowns

Suck circuses and wed clouds

Uhh

I say Amen as a lunar stink

Bleeds, and, la, as summer’s sink

Bathes caves, then ice rinks

Slide to sleep

And god will ride to sleep’s

Bed and board

Ssss

How lovely: the dreams that change and

The screams of the young and the old.

I should suffer light and light’s soul

Must suck midnight

And a scarecrow road raids a soul’s

Endless spirit heart

…La

,, END

Angels surround me, i think the lines, they write me,
my mind is light, night shadows all around me
how i hurt and heal, these feelings, elementary
elemental as light, shine beneath my poetry.

pain has my all, haunted, i am man's brother
solitude is where i live, thinking like a mother,
visions petrify, i am the soul within another;
come, let me show you all
let my heart beat out and smother.

southern blow the winds, northerly, my mind
lips as fresh as sin, a lemonade, my spine
perception is my passion, deception's all and all
come, read my mind forever, let love's meadows roll.

i am a man with stains upon my heart
blackness burned within me, lust, my lover spark
grown in inner city, barred, the life i lead
inventing panes of wisdom, breaking as i wreathe.

and i can heal, i can, i am, i sense
the king of wisdom flame as he flies;
by me, the poetry of time defines and never dies
..and i can heal, i can, i am, i sense
the king of wisdom flame as he flies;
by me, the poetry of time defines and never dies.

love created pain, pain is all i find
fortress for a brain, love and lust refined.
touched by mute campaign, pleasure sunders life
invented by disdain, love brings down the knife.

you see a poet story, this is mine, is where i live
i dream of days of peaceness, my guardians divined
to cry is my relief, to weep, my heart's glad pin
to suffer is my sanctuary, the chiliad within.

know me, know the love beneath the rain
know the rose, the garden, the angel in my vein
kids smile at my rainbows, pleasure fills their void
coloured are my people, painful with love's joys.

a woman's touch, a kiss so strong, tranquillity ordained
this is prosody's insides, a picture on a plane,

NO MAN SONG

a strange recession filled the bone
that blorted round the building
in skeins of ice and furnace foam
i stooped beneath god's railings
so thrice the hammer in the bone
made manna flee and pine
i took my pistol from my spine
and measured god with rhyme
no man was a friend of mine
his hairs were filled with veilings
in macadamic spheres atoned
he sired my soul in flailing
no mansion lived beyond his mind
nor any heaven his to earn
no man was a friend of mine
with angled vice, his haloes burn
so years of man lie alsoran
and poets plead eternally
in icen forges, summer slams
the fairy thumbs of yearning
and the mind's worth endless more
than those who live in moan
and the sun's worth endless more
than strangest nights of stone
no man was a friend of mine
he stooped beneath my railings
i took a pistol from my spine
& measured god with rhyme.

THE WOMAN KIND

the woman kind, the eye not blind,
the woman kind, the mind in mind,
the woman kind, the woman kind,
the lover, the mother; woman kind.

the woman in the field is love,
the woman in the yield is real,
the woman in the summer's spin
is endless as the winter's sin;
and should this earth of shapeless fire
denude the winter in the spire,
each way we live, each way men die
would only turn against the sky.

the woman kind, the woman kind,
the eye not blind, the eye not blind,
the woman kind, the woman kind,
the eye not blind, the mind in mind.
for seven years, the way is real
and then the sun must choose to steal
each wake of god, each wailing rise
of womankind inside the tides.

the woman kind is endless love;
so too, this heart is red as blood -
the woman kind, the woman kind,
the eye not blind, the mind in mind.

SANDMAN

funny how time's a man
and man can't understand
the way the grains of sand
flow from out the hand
funny to see the summer
fade into the thunder
funny how time's a man
and man can't understand
i see the rumour change
on the height, the ruin lives
the ways we died
the nights we cried
the evenings on the cliff
as much as we are weeping
as much as we are weeping
funny comes the flight
of the bird of might
i see you eating apples
the earth is lost in dreaming
i sense the winter burn
and the orange storm away
funny how man is sand
and sand can't understand
funny how women give
funny how children live
so too, the sickness grows
inside the serpent bower
and man who loves not much
can only rot against the tide
and love that lives forever
can only sickle loving cruel
funny how wisdoms rain
funny how life's insane
and should this system change
should it at once derange
then man who comes to know
shall have no more to know
and stars that burn too seldom
can only rake aside the moon
funny how man is mad
funny how christ is all too sad
i sense the seasons break
and see the reasons shake
and know no way to come
nor any way to live for
and funny how love gives
and funny how love dies for
and funny how man drives
for woman he cannot know
i see you eating windfalls
i see tuition changing
i sense the sickness turn
and the seas of heaven brain
and funny how we live
for those who cannot give
and funny how man dies
for those who rape the skies
goodbye, i did not know you
nor can i ever know you
and this is roman truth
and this is roman proof
and love that knows no meter
and love that knows no reigning
and love that raves forever
can only break my heart.

STONE REAMER

the stone beneath the rain
lies serried in the brain
of fifteen graveward dreams,
as cold as jesu's schemes.
the ark inside the oat
lies serried with the note
of fifteen graveward suns,
as cold as jesu's lungs.

inhale the pipe of death
& watch the acid rise -
do not turn away,
do not turn away -
the sunrise in the moon
is barely packed with light,
neither shall this wisdom
bewray the heart of reason,
nor serry with the flowers
in the graves of hymen.

with these dead hands
and these red eyes,
sawn from scorning ways
that revel with the lies
with these two brains,
with these two minds
with these nine veins
and these five spines,
with these red deeds
with these dead hands,
with these eight souls
and these red lands.

sawn from scorning wheys,
the woman is the baby,
sawn from scorning wheys,
the woman is the lady
& man shall know all
and man shall understudy
death, as much as christ
lies serried with His ruins;
more, the patch of ink
must know no lightened load,
or else blow black
and light the lamps of Eden,
or else blow black,
or else blow black.
and now nude laps are lit.

THE FEAST OF UNLEAVENED

On the Feast of Unleavened
The only flesh eaten
Shall be the flesh of children
Bread cabinets burning
On the limb of a brawl
The only brandies then
Shall be the bornes of time
Scandal gods until the mostest
Are brains of bored device
On the Feast of Unleavened
The only flesh eaten
Shall be the cradle in the ice.

On the Feast of Unleavened
On the Feast of Unleaven
On the Feast of Unleavened
On the Feast of SEVEN.
On the Feast of Unleaven.

With flaring stake, the skein of love
Shall, with shrouded rakes
Rape aside the sigmund blood
With madness torn and tared
Weeded dread as a scarlet son
On the Feast of Unleaven
The bread & bones of a roseless gun
Shall, like chicken laughing
Warp away the English Skies
On the Feast of Unleaven
The only flesh eaten
shall be a bare disguise.
On the feast of unleavened
On the feast of unleaven
On the feast of unleavened
On the feast of SEVEN.
-
israel's out of town

***

HAMMER INTO ANVIL

hammer into anvil,
bear me fishes,
hammer into anvil,
lend me grapes;
the head at the door
is worth far more
than the planet
and its endless apes.

hammer into anvil
bear me madness,
hammer into anvil,
lend me news;
the bed in the sun
is always one
and the magnets
real as blues.

Down where light
denudes to prove
each of the sights
in the winter's groove,
real as red,
black as heaven,
speak to christ
and rend the brethren.

Teacher, give me
doctor vampire,
preacher, lend me
eyes of pain,
teacher, give me
doctor sapphire
preacher, lend me
scarlet veins.

man in man
is girl in girl,
girl within girl
is zero's pearl;
endless come
the herod ones,
trendless flow
the sons of guns.

hammer into anvil,
bear me water,
hammer into anvil,
lend me state,
hammer into anvil,
bear me madness,
hammer into anvil,
rend all rape.

...

NEVER MIND! (After The End)

This is my mind. Do not be unkind. This is my mind, this you will find -
That every word I've said is sane. No need to fear the failing brain.
No woman here may purge my pain.
I'll never see into mad eyes again.

Can you see what you have done by working for the healing sun?
My mind is filled with strange refrains - no need to say sad words again,
No safety nor surprise again. The words I speak are taught by hollow men
Who reign on stars estranged from earth by the yellow scars of birth.
The moon is white and far away. No need for thoughts that do not pay.
This paraclete is untouched by Medusa's roleplay

No need to know the words we say nor hold our hands in strange display -
The world still spins, from day to day.
*
Can you feature in the films about the sun's conquest
Of madness on the rise from the murdered tameless West?
Walt Whitman said 'go west'. Walt Whitman said 'go west'.
Do not fear the words of the hunter in her carmine vest.

Ride my mind, ride my mind - do not seem unkind and
Ride my mind, baby. Do not rape the blind and
Ride my mind, baby. The mind is cold and its sin is manifold.
Ride the mind, ride the mind - do not kill the blind and
Ride my mind, baby.

The killer he awoke before the dawn and then he rode the thoughts of gloom
And then he rode the halls of wicked Spain;
Then he looked around and he saw god's son.
He said - " Jesus, you are crucified one billion times. You must go blind!
There is no vacant room here for your feinted reign."

Lost in the mind, with things we cannot feel, and all the things we do must
break on through:
All the things we do must break on through - why hear the shallow schemes men
prove?

The snakehead is calling us, the snakehead is calling us.
Medusa, where are you taking us?

Athena rides the thoughts we played when we was young
And Hera speaks about the women girls have laid.
No safety nor surprise again.
I'll never look into your serpent eyes again.

*
This is my mind. Do not be unkind. This is my mind, this you will find -
That every word I've said is sane. No need to fear the failing brain.
Man's mind is filled with strange refrains.
I'll never find a way to seize this mind from day.

The snakehead is calling us, the snakehead is calling us.
Estella, where you taking us?

No need for safety nor surprise. God's mind goes wide?

The mind is the best the mind is the best.
Walt Whitman told us all to take the highway west.

Driver, touch the wheel
Driver, touch the wheel -
Do not taunt nor steal?

The snakehead is calling us, the snakehead is calling us.
Medusa, tell us, why do you catch the rural bus?

Driver, touch the wheel, driver, touch the wheel
Do not taunt nor steal.

This is my mind. Don't be unkind. This is my mind, This you will find -
That every word I've said is sane. No need to fear the failing brain.
No safety nor surprise again.
I'll never look in to mad eyes again.

The snakehead is calling us, the snakehead is calling us -
Medusa, tell us, why do you take the rural bus?

Rural Bus, Rural Bus -
Do not trust the words mankind has driven into dust.

Rural Bus Rural Bus -
Driver, drive this school-room in to words men trust.

Rural Bus, Rural Bus -
Drugged drugged drugged drugged by twelve blue eyes,
Worthless words spit from the serpent skies.

School-bus School-bus School-bus
Estella, meet us at the back of the classroom?

suck suck suck
KILL KILL KILL.

This is my mind. Don't be unkind. This is my mind, this you will find -
That every word I've said is sane. No need to fear sad words again.
Desperately in need of some mad preacher's game
I'll never look into mad eyes again.

This is my mind. Do not be unkind. This is my mind - no safety nor surprise
again.
No need to fear mad words again.
This is my mind. Do not be unkind -

Kill me!

THE FINAL SOLUTION (inspired by the songs of The Doors)

The killer, he awoke before dawn
He put his boots on
He took a face from the ancient gallery
And he walked on down the hall...

Adolf Hitler won the war
Adolf Hitler won the war
Open up the doors
And listen to me
H.I.V. is the Final Solution.

Don't chomp Mars
Do not rape moons
Ros Perot was a sad man

H.I.V. is the Final Solution
H.I.V. is the Final Solution
H.I.V. is the Final Solution
Open up the blue doors
Listen to me!

Adolf Hitler won the war
Adolf Hitler won the war
Don't chomp Mars
Do not fuck moons.

Man must feature in the films
About the sun's conquests
The mind is old
Her skin is cold
Ride the mind
Ride the mind
To the fields
To the fields of Bethlem.

The killer, he awoke before dawn
He put his boots on
He took a face from the ancient gallery
And he walked on down the hall...

Medusa,
Why do you catch the school-bus?

H.I.V. is the Final Solution
H.I.V. is the Final Solution
H.I.V. is the Final Solution
Adolf Hitler won the war
Open up the blue doors
Listen to me
AIDS is the Final Solution.

Driver, touch the steering-wheel
Driver, touch the steering-wheel
Do not taunt nor steal
Do not taunt nor steal.

The school-bus is calling us
The school-bus is calling us
Hitler, where are you taking us?

H.I.V. is the Final Solution
H.I.V. is the Final Solution
AIDS is the Final Solution
Adolf Hitler won the war
Adolf Hitler won the war
Open up the blue doors
AIDS is the Final Solution.

The killer, he awoke before dawn
He put his boots on
He took a face from the ancient gallery
And he walked on down the hall...

'Rectum! Punkedog!
All subhumans die!'

*

.... in search for gins...

O as I enter into a female word, then vast blind birds

May well fly

Uh- can we die for money?

Uh – can we die for rain, or is death a sea of honey?

Sss.

O, as I enter inside a world, then vast chemic curves

May well die

Or is it more that sex was born to die?

Sss.

Me and menkind must wed sweet wine as old beer

Bakes inside a coast

And we are headed for the coast

Huh.

Please tell me why I smile here…

Please sell me eyes, and please let me love dear

Sex fur

And take me around the edge of a stirred tear

-,.

I awake to find a beer inside my spine,

And, lo, as I find fear, then bled bone grinds

Ashes in eyelashes

,,,.

END

And me and you and our ideal animal

Wed furred sin

O, when once bad bodies spin, then

Wet curved spind wind suckles men, and

As men and me hear your chemical

Dreaming, then

Blown blondes bride dolls to women

Ssss.

I heard them in the trees where sand

Scatters beads

I found them in the seas where land

Laughs, and shorn bees

Bang hanged babies

Huh.

Ghosts inside latrines smell of

Constipated coconuts, and sex drags

Drips and dogs

As I search for liquor, then I hear a sea of wine

Crying for the day

O, as I search for father, then I see a sea of time

Coming

And, la, I am lashed to daytimes when

Coded killers cry for women, and, lo, I grind

Bone and passion

Uh.

Indolent indecent faces fail, and a sea of grime

Spins booted dimes

And eyes clasp lords as babies in a rhyme

Send girls to sleep

Sss.

As I search for liquor, then I hear a glad grave

Coming

Home, and crows and kisses die where lays

Drag dolls for money,

END

O, when once I heard god’s endless daughter

Drinking time

Then woven minds made me a sea of waters

And I taste lime

Sss.

O, when once I hear god’s trendless father

Coming, then my mind

Overloads

Uh.

Ghosts in naked Heaven haunt dust as lovers

Lend clams to mothers,

And, oo, when once tawny cliffs cry, then

Closed mummas coo for children

Where once I heard love’s lover sending

Spun wives to a lost moon

Then outelbowed gashing sea cartoons

Showed mad dreams

Sss.

Icy eager eagles cry for pain as prey

Gashes arms with headpieces and betrayed

Whores and horses.

END

Gangling where old mother time downs wine,

I hear a city in a tear delve dolls for sex minds, and

Ivories dig for wood hands

I will find a forcing sea where old grey islands

Soak up Atlantis

And dogs hire fish to ices

And love hires fists to Isis, and a vast mantis

Spins webs from clay

Huh.

Widowing dank papers hurl pens where day

Drags dolls from midnight

And sex and sense smell of knives as claves

Crash

Down

And, lo, as eynes die, then visual lays raid

Biers and blades

Sss.

Gangling where cold father time downs sound

Then blenched walls resound

Deep, deep inside a wooden woollen town,

And ghosts gut grit..

The eyes of a march hare hear bled bells

Breaking

O, as I search for liquor, then cut cells

Shut god away

And, slain, a city in a glad grave swell

Up, and inside a shaking

Sea of slivers, a tree inside a live dell

Drinks false ale

Sss.

The eyes of a march hare bleed girls…

The sides of a cart cut caned old birds,

And I must suffer nails

And I will clad dolls in veils, and nerves

Must cloak coats in roses

Uh.

When once bald blades bind ladies

Then blinded bald glades gut rubies,

And cots rot

And cloth rots, and a slain sea of babies

Drains dun bottles

Sss.

Eyes may well never end

Well in the west, where once kind killers creel,

Then a hunter in a tar vest will reel

Deep down inside…

O as a city in a snare cracks, then bloodied fields

Capsize

Sss.

I will suck salt wine, and massed Man will rise

Deep down inside

And, slain, foamed faeces feed fists to brides

Come home one faded day, a tree inside lies

Fibbed for alcohol,

And clasping killer dolls drag lust for dives

And you and I are headed home now

Sss.

Well, in the north, gentle dogmen hunt

Closed crows

And bled clones don false robes and cunt

Disappears

O, I recall how I studied how to die when

Blamed beer bled to sudden death

And I will suffer a drunk town as women

Sweeten sex with stiffs

O, I glow like a mind as a heartless kiss

Summons sex from lips

Sss.

I will recollect a drunken sea where

Wept wolves swilled wine, and prayer

Entertains ales and forced snared beers of

Blinded blue whistlers

Sss.

Coded gentians dream of swooned liars…

Odes and drowned hymns swing for choirs

And bastardising candles cry where fire

Ignites dolls and funeral pyres

Uhh

Waxed ashen skulls crash as lovers

Swig pepsi and ash.

O, as swigging women weep for rain, then blown beery hands

Heal pearled wine

And, iced, dolls in a mind think for skulls as false bears brand

Veiny curved milk shine

Sss.

O, as swigging women weep for rain, then bowed bleary cans

Suck salt spine,

And I will swagger for grain as faces suck hot wed banged

Lager mines

And, wowed, a tall tree of lime scatters salt seed where gangs

Gaggle in a slain bird’s mind

And slain birds are sailing…

......

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