Excerpts from automatic writing done today upon
waking:
PRELUDE FOR
AUTOMATIC MATH
Asking the mytosis claw how to erase unities
of
discretion, we lure eight sound fish to decal the
water's chest. My
nine mile diet cake crests over the
blue future, your milk hair pulled
out.
Nothing comes from an empty gun soaked in buttery
foosteps, the
random songs of a cat's nose, on a false
morning of wet gloves.
Now is
forever by a morgue sign who is speaking
to dolls on fire like a train
whistle in the mail, or
the heaped glaze of confounded 'sariz,' after the
kite
my legs mate to clouds. Harry the gun climbing
marionette bubbles
breaking in glyph voice kiss taller
than about to melt or fly, backs made
from rope's
aunt.
Hold me in the swiss rain, the floors of
volcano
bites over your face.
The eyes of airiums, the tigers of love
bowls,
cryptic as a secret knock in the green veil
of
cartography.
"Assbrained jeeps Christ hollow butt tongued
car
vet, who hankers for droll tunes by babied cheeks of
color cakes,
never shall I expel the cortical beanie!
You are a dazed ape minnow! I am a
water bottle."
But before we can unfold the donkey paper, a
nickel
collector is brained by savage peas. His shoes
are a tympani of strangers
where golden bricks part to
create planes.
Where are the drains
helping choose wing like
burned fruit?
Whose mirror needs adjusting before
I wear the
gloves to make dragons?
Who's been dismembered? I've got a
river of
reasons to call you a crawler.
AUTOMATIC
MATH
"Eight is made up of three threes."
3+3+3=8 }sneak
tra-la
ha ha sundial
accordionette
'you delete the extra one due to
the fact that
3 plus '3 turned backwards' =appearance of 8
plus
three = eleven
The shadow of the three makes an eight plus
three
equals eleven but even though each one is deleted it
remains latent,
as a hollow to tuck love morsels into
where vacuums create
sound.
Hypnagogic letters ARE numbers which are verb
nouns, so
tempting in their mint cocktails. The
invisible clown says bye in a long coat
of straw
thunder.
1-26-02
2002 01 27