Play Kay drunk from The Wills.
This is a Free Writing Run On on top of another that received as an open cut. Its a composit of questions, sessions, and “chars” am presently working on.
Chars are not characters, but angelic frisbees of the bodyless carnates. Methodology is a kind of mixology that comprehends to upend any rhetoric that floats up — and ‘flips out’ — accordian to its own wan sometime brutal abruption/corruption/eruption, etc.
Spirit shills coming to life in the half you don’t
rowing for years. Net to the seas via magic pees pies.
Wipe and wipers gets dish over to me
flutter here butter. Its just the way it is. Where else?
Doesnt come into it so much.
Emily sits down folders in lapp tap tap tap
but I like where am — at. She picked not I said the stalk of ancient chalk.
The plane is alive, as much flower country as county damn. June is a loon. Pirate is a slump of slow grow flow hoe no I must be
going re: a ward on its golden face.
Monkey and my bough. Swinging sailing ship wakey wakey tried to get out. But Emily ate me. And is still there tracing me.
Strange on authors in my head trace not just me but my char as well. They are interchanging ghosts of language who show up to laugh at me. And throw me nuts and then squirrel jumps. And finds a hole that is a door in a tree where inside is baby bear tear
beguiled into riled into
scales playing scales. Playfully. Thankfully. They give me room around notes to play the words into
incendairy, dynamite too. These are rich and deadly.
Terrible twos. MMmm.
Waves of a emptiness going high numbers from disaster to disaster nash cash at the turn style on top of burroughs leads.
Having fallen into the endless endless searching oblivion minesweeper got out of bataille but bunking with genet.
Drunk stayed drunk liked drunk. But it was a drunk in my imagination do the squabbling. Hello goodbye and yet no Margaret said no. Stubborn artist Margaret. Everything is no and yes at same time. And all yall floats up bee and myst glowering under to the under thing.
Big drier live live fishing places
cups. Yawning under awning
meat me under the awe
ning ping takes a sign
go to the death march
if the victim
for whom he.
Throw anchor on wall squall in anchor
now and when. Will if I can.
Daughter is a parker.
Violet screams the whale cant move screams Margaret — move.
Colab is everything. Turns out turns out breaks takes bakes and death becomes cunning.
That shocked waves through the blue and grey days
craven southern ways
like the famous donut mystery. Cant say no thats what they say to me. All of em. Virginia too. Working is its business.Then the yesz invade the keepers and planners.
Soon after comes the “saved me” shine exploding with rhyme. And if no anchor grab by foot. Daughters who are left to administer it becomes prankish and loot, lost and scaling drafts
la lang on brutal attack
at the surface uglyandplugly.
Moving moving head moving full of delirium and holding
it in as blessed
longing from the dire mire choir
drunk with hell.
Hands with John
for a journey
worser even moodier
and beauty attacked
from all sides!
and we all fell down. Hard as only clowns
can beat the
Awful beautiful waves part of his time and thine rhyme crime align running out to listen float dead undead back
hand to giddy yap
no floating back. Too bad too sad says Alice thats the magic chalice.
Small bouquet Lilly would
not have it. Slaves and chirpies.
The tear sneaks up circle drifts into Lears. Dreams wiped into infamy pleasures treasures and lunacy unfettered with balance
fire without us we sick.
pass the port sport
estranged violent ascetic
pessoa purity and vincent maturity. Fuck. The Blake and the vincent
playing strands of hair over there
Going going coming coming
could would not let go
proud thankless achilles.
Who took anywhere.
The writing was this ankle to share
thats all she new,
but a cutter
mop bop the lobster crews
wallace rang beckett
trying to get emily out
of grandmother russia
her rules destroy me.
Violet exploding with anguish and terror
the lark and the cark
in the park insisting figure out
another way in, back in with Poo and Winnie
and Stage Door Left
the only way can.
isnt an option. Why
Margaret says no.
Back door scam
is a scanner trust
The tease is just a question mark. A
bout the writing. Its a work thing.
Yes even back them.
I didnt know how to put two sides together they werent communicating, it had broken into mmm
psychotic break away
personality in disorder
nash cash trash.
If who lives
when went are the family.
Is what it is
How many dead in your close family.
Going to them going to them
came to me thru
the catcher in the fly
just checking just checking, accordian to the cuts
that wig and pig share pare care and dare scare up
loup and lair.
Big flood found in the hem of jacket. Patch
answered the way
true and lie
were heaven and hell,
Dante kettles up
in stumpage plank and pulp
rim and bow
ghost and shoulder and shoulder and bone
cities laughing to find a red piano
pirates understand this
is a bouquet from flame
where evil is sought out
to shame blame maim.
Drank my tiny blush
blue I do
on palate byby find
kind we like it. Too good. Conversation turns to Christmas.
Lighthouses, thunderstorm, ravens blushing
on the wall the good by lie
continuing on, cabin to the southeast.
Face on knees is silence
no inexhaustible no furry pantry window on the cliff
largest of all the abyss those birds can
if rises. Came they room me.
All co holy
don’t fill in
that no good no god?
Young there lie storm
beaches of the engines
of shyness, eye to bannister
nose to floor
procedures live in the sheet music,
in the wood and in the drift
and so on too the broke can lift.