To No Thing and Every Thing

Fingers tingling

at never endings,

always palsy, eating it up.

Feeds a restless wonder

for plunder.  

Heave ho, 

quiet down and draw

scratchy puddling florals

gawd awful

on purpose

the subversive immersive —


I am drawing,

everything is great

dates with fates.

It’s shocking to me. 

Can only do this way. 

Subversively ? a hog in a bog

gob sob writer

working away at it

like its string theory.

Rounds and rounds

of Frank freaking out

calm down

calm down

play up against

rioting metaphor

as a freedom


steals from horror.

Freak out again. 

A barrage of wild thing

death masks

flirting with tomorrow

as only a murderer can.

For span tan and scan

a pessamist bathed cartoon.

Inconsolable and



underneath it all 

believes in its intrusion

as deeply as a theory

on its contortions

for delusion…

The all = not all the is = not is

grows sub vitriolically

at, whatever

at is.

Sunny murderers

ferocious riot gear

battling butterflies and bombycids

living magically tossed

the map the book,

jarring marplod

thickness, see thru see thru —

Glass of fear

hear & dear & beer

drenched in marvelous

and the absurd

as shine draws near

sets the tile


to wonder the wall

for its winged

dome-warped saboteurs.

Proligerous joules

despond and fond

alert with shadowy bonds

ravishing sublimation operations

flutes for mutes

laws for breakables.

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2 responses to “To No Thing and Every Thing”

  1. Lettie Adi

    Thanks for sharing.

  2. Irvin Yricks

    some good points there.

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