• Vaulted

    Broken hearts rattle      like shell-shards in a      tobacco tin The shrieks of bayoneted babies The groans of beaten babies The call of babies      wailing for love The dead eyes of dissociated babies The silence of babies      whose hearts are broken In Uganda, where the warlords— In Afghanistan, where the soldiers— In Australia, where the preachers… Read more

  • The beautiful strange enormous cricket-thing      that came in when your windows were open      that got in your hair      that you put out      into the violent February weather      thinking that its proper domain      thinking yourself not able to provide for it      that came in again      that you put out again The beautiful strange enormous cricket-thing      with… Read more

  • another

    Waking on his narrow temporary bed, surprised without his face, he looks at me with unshuttered tenderness. I make us breakfast and we each continue with our work. Soon he shall be out there somewhere chasing some fresh and pretty girl He shall nuzzle into her, mouth and mind Outgrow her, chase another Or be… Read more

  • or teleport

    wanna be outta this chip- board decons- truction, this ar- id plane of rep- eated monoch- rome tags, rust, car- casses, wreck- age, raz- or sedges, death- wish trees, com- pacted, shallow, ac- id dirt, shat- tered stones, bone- dry names wanna pack up my collected and selected seeds, and those that have arrived in… Read more

  • breath

    brush with that nightskin this dayskin. tangential coatmerge. totem furs. chimpgirl. panther. chill chubby sunmemory, thinlimbed mist. faintly known. vibrational. space-hung. zone. locus. taint inspiration, carnal miasma. turning. pacing. turning. pacing. focus. flash flood of star-mangled breath just outside the scent markers of the gang boss just outside the territory of the tribe as they… Read more

  • (Released 2010 on Francis’s label Strange Famous Records.) I don’t have a ready genre slot in which to shove this, but there’s a Bill Hicks quote in the liner notes, so I had a good listen: Hicks knew what was missing, and he would’ve loved this. Spoken to souled grooves, following its own muse; say… Read more