mind your place

herman grant saw       what he thought was a buffet
only to be ousted    for what    again   he thought was just a couple of shrimp
no one would miss them      but that wasn't the thing that got him ousted
what got him on the floor    heels in the air     boot toes squeak like  everything else squeaks
when hands clench shoulders wielding their own contention
            was     the fact that he was not invited      
no one else was
                       mind you       however he was especially not invited
     like pickles in dessert

     he pined the air  familiar as most     smiles lent   to himself
as he enjoyed the plenty  

    the spread
          was vast    
 unwittingly    like severance pay in playpens
        all the others saw him      he was not to be talked to
and to the others      locking eyes with him was  at first thought
  a hair pinned clothe       in thy        loose  to the wind yet no one asks why its there
       
             for they do not dare
tread beneath its shade  
   nor could they
     prepared a chance         to dance Two feet out    
a bubble popped its' last regret

  and  they could not die       not now     the light Within is to good
    they sang
                  and the waves will lay me when I'm done

         and the others saw him as a rock that stays
but not in the good way

they  took him there and lent him neither

pass nor preference   until gate
  the only thing he saw                 they proclaimed self sustaining invitations and they
relaxed each others tones with calm
                  sounds             as  street lamp coils   fending off the first darkness of france
without poetry
                And to herman grant  the hole                                 thing seemed the same indifference was no difference
 when day became night again
he sought to grow his hair and tend to the stars    noting changes when he saw them
    and spent his days minding places most of all

      

point abridge

peek your causality    let it be wont
lend you a valley passer   in brief  believed to be right
   by those thinking the same thing
and i wonder what its like to be warmed
caldron and kettle the same
 
                                                a real flame passed with Lennon

within a comfort chorus   bird callings answer bird
no contention  

the only thing i know for certain is that people
when cautions      take        remember sound or such

and sound being everything
      what is forgetfulness                 everywhere

   a certain consciousness allows such forgeries
if a finger stretched to the unannounced belief   understood as known
reach backwards    a dance in forward spin
                                         feel a true feel

                                                 life can not be in the mind
life
 when the known rests peacefully
                    a cycle waiting for no one
                 
life when it doesn't
 a cycle awaiting cycling
the beard grown  leaf       at Fall     awaiting browning
    the cold is yet to bloom its bone
                 
 peek you a cycle up and down
and i am awaiting the day when a bone toe dances
the down curve  nomenclature     and grows instead of dies
 
         and in this moment    one could feed causality     to the dogs  

the got and the gone

it      or rather
the moment        flooded my vainness excitement

at the thought of the got and the gone
       
it                fired  red and white  a kiss   consume

         leaving in leisure is an offered please
when the decision lacks empathy
     or when it won't make me feel
       when it won't make me think
       when it won't          make me

when making is process no one wins    the not is pleasure

a cure for this is to not take things      seriously
 and by things i mean light
            and by take i mean be
what i mean to say is
            spiders are everywhere

and being bitten isn't the beginning
                   the bite a welt on my Achilles heal

tooth mark      a spot   and two        in dry skin
   a fingers itchier  chrysanthemum  
 

and time  will do what you've been told it does

semantically        remember hating time
i remember time
                           remember breath is given   even when not wanted
i don't remember time ever wearing blunder pink
   calling it style
            she wore it well and i was the different
we were

a discourse on the economy of being

bondage
a term to clear for

or it could be a term for
          highways in congestion
   
     it could also mean swearing    
articulation taken at roast        

                    the lips move  a familiar word displaced
In comma coated peacock feathers  
                        a soul good enough to sink  deep      a breath...........
i am a dream        or perceive it so
               jutting                     dispense     sonic salivation
 for thoughts undecided    siding out side of the flocks clerical calender

eyes

      palindrome post pence        in calicoptic serenade
 over
sage sense
                         an opening      in an already opened doorway
   leading to

la de la      with ginsberg on my mind

right now in the yard

                before i pick the ponds of my nostrils  

beveled  at a squint    bored       boarded     flicking
off    dead drat silken sleeves             of melancholy/

                  i think of         70's blond hair and nixon's nose
knowing nothing       outside of what could be buttoned up

        and the discourse that follows both trains    

crashing
when people care to look     pores in a blended wine   changing in
eighties keys

            this again?

an elephant is still                          allowed its trunk
          the ass       isn't worth its boat        

broad back bending monetarily   and
when was that not the case
                   

                               when cases carried remedies  instead of

         remotes     mindlessly tasked    
     
      repeating the same task
ground    contra flashlight  

perky breasts   my eyes wonder why i wander
without them moving

or maybe i should just change.      

change lawn chairs      or something
of something else making a difference

chairs        sitting in grass
                          growing indifferent to it all  

it overgrowth  
consume it all

Lot     a Siamese term
                      to be granted
                      sold
                      then bet against
in untold loss
and gains                 

bug them/remembering/how to forget

doubled once       a double dance racket

     came as once  
                                  as the first corset in course
i could           help you in a second

breathe deluge     intro   drape-lings salted to Court

                       the opening is business       busyness cured

heavy on the salt and the lack of worlds between the one
         wold self  song bird damned        a water serving others

              drinking a thing....
well it's kind of like when nasa  publishes blurred squarish things and calls them
       significant
keel      the words makes sense to me       to define
                          the lack of words     needed to define a thing that no one sees
and heels lend   when you bug them

listen to the klent- ta-klut

let go lines and wear a broken t-shirt


i forgot my mind in the morning       a moments awakening
          silver  blame an eye lashing for the loss of gold

spend an hour in recovery      coffee              stigmatic stimulation
       an hour to smoke       just to recall the       dreams         lineage   and
how to forget it

 to simulate participation
        

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