sAyingsometHing

Art, poetry, digital art, photography, criticism and essays.

25 Nov 2005

I'T PAINT A
PICTURE WITH A THOUSAND WORDS NOT TO SLIP INTO NEOLOGISMS LOGOS ITEMIZE YOUR COFFEE UN CHANGE
4 ALL THE WORDS
WE STUMBLE
BILL
ON FACEA
EXTEMPOR TEMPORA
MEANT IN CHANGE A COMPLIMENTORY PILL PHILLIP AND ANDROMEDA
CONSANGUINE
LANGUID EPITHETHERY
WORDS THEY COME FLEET AND FALL LIKE DANCERS IN THE SHOPPING MALL ON IMAGES MOVEMENT AND A KIND A SENSE WE CALL HOW BLACK AFRO CARRIBEAN HAS
WHO THE HELL AM I ?
ANYWAY DICTION TALL LATTE
MILL
ITEMIZE YOUR FAIRY FOLK
CRITERIA FOR CARD ACCESS IMPLICIT AND
FALLING THROUGH
THE HEATHER ON BODMIN
MOOR WE WERE MUCH YOUNGER THEN
YOU EAT YOU SAID ALMOST PAINLESSLY MAIME EVENTUALLY LIKE A FREEFALL TO WATER MY GIRL
U
SED SUCH SUCCESS ASBO'S WHILST READING KLIMT IN UR SPARE TIME U GO TO TH
E ART
GALLERIES LIBRARIES TO LOSE CONSCIOUSNESS U SED WITH WAKING FEELINGS AND EYES LIKE
PRISM CELLS I ENDANGERED CATHARTIC DE RIGEUR ABSORBING EMASCULATION YOUR WEEPING BEAUTY FAR MORE CLEVER DICK THAN ME
EYES
TROPE E AND OTHER VOWELS
LOST IN DICTION
FRICTION OF
STEEL DRUMS ON HIGH STREET LOOKING AT U NOW YOUR BLUE GAZE COULD
NE'ER QUITE DECIPHER ME (I GUESS YOU SAW A HAGGIS OR A BEAR A HORSE OR A BARE HORSE) WE PASSED THE SHOPS AND BY-WAYS AND YOU TALKED ABOUT DRIVING
POSSIBLY BARE 4 A LIVING WE KISSED AND U DECIDED YO TO TAKE THE TRAIN BACK
HOME
I LISTENED TO
IAN DRURY WHEN I CAME HOME TODAY GEORGE BEST DIED I DIDN'T FEEL A
STAGNANT (THE USUAL) HAPLESS MISERY BUT A SENSE OF
INEVITABLE
STRANGELY AS I
SAT AMONGST PIGEONS THE FAST FLESH OF FEMALE CASH ATTENDANTS YO IOWA IO
I
SAW I SAW RIGHT UP
THERE THE GREAT BEAR IT MADE ME FEEL
ANDROGENOUS KNOWING
THAT YOUR STARS MAKE HIS PAWS HEAD HIS HEART LINE
OUT AND WINKED FISSION YOUR SMILE LIKE THAT SCHIZOPHRENICS PAINTING SAYS
IT
ALL
OMNISCIENCE WOT ARTISTS AND SCIENTISTS WORKING FOR INTUITION FOREWARD SOCIAL INCLUSIVITY TO
ME 4 DOCUMENTATION AND A BISCUIT AN' A CUP OF TEA/COFFEE PASSIVE SMOKING
(THE THOUGHT OF IT) MEANS MY POEM GITS TOO LONG YOU HAVE AN AMERICAN ACCENT SHE
SAID HE WAS FROM DUBLIN
THE TIME MUST
COME THAT YOU
JUST KNOW A POEMS GOT TO THE END JUST JUST KNOW WHEN TO STOP IT JUST KNOW JUST KNOW
NOW

22 Nov 2005

The arts are leering, he said
contraposto d'or like quick sliver
deconstructionism (ars poetica) rien rien
mentioned something about her door not
having a key. Surreptitiously leaning into
voids packages surreptitiously surreality the
dance school closed early for Summer. Combien a t'il
et cetera

Ultimato IC US US [the Greek school of neologisms]
blame compulsory education, freud was a letch
I have black flesh he said one combien here
one combien there etre, surreality is impure, shite
Modernism fucked up the shit hits the fan.

Due in pre-tomato society apparently symbolism is
a metaphor good King Wenceslas and all that that is
better said in music or art or theatre like a queer
furore, Celtic drums drama folklore. (Street)
At night her breasts are clouds on the tilted hill,
In page 3 and the Polaris Gibbous phase or Dream Time,
I'd hate to be a lit-crit. She stands in a corn field
mais she's conscious oright even young ladies who wear
hearts in their eyes.

The snake, the pathetic fallacy, not even tomato nor
chaos theory will do it in the twilight, the trick
of it is, she becomes more photogenic the moonlight hollows
out her bones and you can see the muscles dappling
her skin. In a society crying out for a relevant religion
it seems post feminism (a suffragette whimper) Hers
and messieurs (a la topsy turvy) won't do it. [subjective, aesthetic?]

14 Nov 2005

from THE DAYLIGHT SECTIONS (16)

if I could mood you to exclaim
your druthers it would ease
shared kinesthesia or
remainder our past tense
beyond the lay typology
meanwhile topography endures
look at the landwheel burgeon
as we make our eyes include
whatever posses forge their way
toward defining at the hour
our depth perception

matrices invoke legumes near seas
no matter what serenity the sky
spills one is often young in
theory less by name than
center with capacity for holding
what I equally release in time
sans will or scope of work
that predeceases an intensity
once rumored and once fact

ligatures condone our joining
via prophecy
I lay my silver leeway down
along warm carpet near crisp fire
while the inception taps at
memory prolonged if rigor
is a color and if shapes
rely on atmosphere and lack

13 Nov 2005

je regardez IGE

I GROW HE SAID AND I FEEL I GROW HE SAID AND I FEEL I GROW HE SAID AND I FEEL
MAINTAINANT CHIP CHOP ERRORS
I GROW HE SAID AND I FEEL I GROW HE SAID AND I FEEL

do you

know the PRICE

of a pack of
cigarettes

6 Nov 2005


i'Just(did)n't

5 Nov 2005

from THE DAYLIGHT SECTIONS (15)

supponents lash
if leather out
long weeks of toil
perhaps in hibernatural
endownings

crafts come kiltered to
suffused young smile
eccleselastic spun tonged
riverist jambonentry

as punctuarium
for not(h)ing more than
hinges in the liftoff
of finch breach of
low-toned argument

sugar is a ton of
aftermath watched to
fruition hunger masks
eventually

a warmth inherent seeds
distance between
two (place) settings
that might adjace themselves
apres the a cappella
lore that's sifted one
from nextitude

4 Nov 2005

Mow don't sta change me supper schizophrenia rock N rOLL isolating bills
pissed with friends Now don't stop 'ere the somalians homeless out of bins
tower block he's really ill that's me and him george in the walls windows
i used to live ere with my mother AAH SHE BIT ME she cooks a good meal I wanta
goes home the inclusivity of ethnic minorities my avant-garde express train I haven't got sta
£1.70 to my name mawkish hawk 5 then 10 then 5 it is what he say splay 5 then
skank
in right up skankin Now don't start me Asthma sits under the trees she puts her bag down and then she goes the multiplicity of changing Now don'sta goes er changin!!:) u did well
with him avec recherche ha
blas germain sorry i'm goping for a fag i'm going for a fag i'm going for a FAG I'm going for really animalistic Now rehydrate before you come don't glass me slippers 13 months AH 13 months even Shakespeare
OUT FORM UNDER
TH
E SPANISH SIGHTED MOON TINTED SKANKIN SKANKIN POP POP ITNER RECHERCHE
EXCLUSIVITY
FOARED JAZZ
ATTITUDE FROWNE WALK WALK TALK THORT SLEEP SAY IT
WALK
WALK THE CRIES OF BAT
HYSCAPE AVENUES IN TOLKIEN CLOUDS
RIBBED THE PEARL M
OON OUTA SIGHT EYE IS THE
PULSE OF HEARTS CRASH
ING IN U
NSPOKEN METAPHORIC GLEE

the animaux (les papillon/armour/love/amigo00 die in swoshing
tides fennec coz it sounds like fox f f f i can feel my heart rhythm rhythm
beat beat 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 like silk flesh