KING DUCK GLAND
John M. Bennett
Dnas Tolp
plotting fast the ham d oo r oo m thu
nder p late nigh crawed ent er go cho
ked my lap money ah the corn died deid
nroc eht ha t shad how boiling do
wn my facial skin .knobbed an blast
,den under ,cave of sticking teeth or
hteet gnikcits fo evac ulate my roi
ling shorts .king duck gland ,knotty f
lash ,my sore loomed gate )thigh( sp
rawled an runny ,paged the gazing at my
sand
Tonk
calm the log hurling in yr suit soup
gusher ,la bocanada humeante ,to
nel son deado ho I’m dead .ask
the sot right down the tos nwod f
lame bee tle ,gristle ,forking ,n
aming spot the place the ecalp eht
tops .bugs and rice ,grunting in the
eels the palmy swirled boot hushed
my head my you it was saw ti uoy
ym daeh ,aging vast .nor busted ,li
ke a knot
Niap Kcab
itch na prub burp an hcti ate the
loam brink an cashless crowd ,your
fundus ,bricky ,tendonitis ,shorty
sank o faucet combination snore the
rice and I will see you never more
erom reven ,ees tsuj a eloh ni ria
in air a “hole” roofless one the
soup’s budget spills and all my
words are fire erif era sdrow ym
lla ma cordial y mi gorra de lodo
.something sticky shining on my mask
Etalp
found the gruesome corn hat or hel
met the place beneath a basement
locker room a booming thorn and
grease sicle elcis esaerg dum
grinny one ah were it just .I
fake my rabbit ,club my throat
you taorht ym tibbar ,mast sells
,gouging ,raised the kernals of my
lungeless teeth and clocking sp
oon .puzzle elzzup ,foggy plate
whiff
stun
k
the cap
acity door
s port
dun
k
slapper suit
fogg
tan
k
an
san
k
an
tieless
ck
tired of
same dust
cra cra
jetter
spread the daerps
corn mime
cave and grain
chaw
sock ,sack
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kinda jumpy
dinero
di en
tero de
l aire
del
i i i i i
nicio
chopo
chagar
lolo lu
men
enterioso
Faerc
septicimic cleft dat an tar lorgo
pest liperous bed in bate honn my core
.orr left a way wont bag g lint wet hered
hame me lake me ondal aflotante ango
stino so b right el lite up up there .amd
deh dog towel ,grash .hebda s mash aw
that enh eh :lept leppt ham the dayy
,órale .in the clinky shat clown !
Too
jumbpy ,speddy ,rays ,grime ,eh etch
condition dîtes-moi “mortal” ch
oked the flag fog ,spoiliation ,pants ,ch
ert an butt ons flappy head crawl sp
ace .seen cheese cror such lovely f
ats nan bugs ,wy me ?not bast ,no
t corupscation drabbled oh inflation
heavy oh shoe bleets oh )sumba ph
one dusty folded one
gah
ped loc
sped an dungk
shed
empt
¿y qué pues?
lept
tigo
ohr
sewn docg
cha
dink sand
bowlt
shod my
ladda
key
net glare
fornt
jaw mat
trun
dake
spet
eeel
rungk
naest
was born
whuz
drip
Shapeless
shape your hand into a wave
wave your lip into a stone
stone your knee into a wing
wing your breath into a comb
comb your back into a river
river your blood into a shape
Thumbing
thumb your book into a soup
soup your tongue into a cup
cup your eye into a wind
wind your shoe into a sink
sink your towel into a wall
wall your throat into a thumb
Dog Lens
dropped ah .meld torn .blaest of tu
pper shade ,fell ,hawn groan ,bester
face in sun ,cloud ,link .buy a head
.form of shidt sheds an sheds ,unga
lack brat ton of glue reft trashing in
the bed the shade flabps the sea f
ar out “at” spray the long nothing
left )sun ,cloud( s o dry an st
opped
User an Neck
the bl oat gumn the ed ickification sed so
me tongue cudt out also hopping .sorna .s
lappa .the ten ded .a coat of foam fulla
span lung taste soom gost con
H .bread dung the spoke low great wheel l
eaner spun ah fond nape fund !in the s
tream blink ehn tiny fish my ?tongue a
gain aloss a tieme a... wish my stunned t
one soap my ef fable )cluster(
Bout
baste I ,bid the shorn ,labbed an
docked against ,slapping the page
.sout sot ‘n .oh nay funded all the
form slap )my clock( pastered pes
turd an fizzed .la haw ,bant er ,ent
ero mi pelo ingular sin S ese .longed
the flame the bow contained ,lipless and
the rubber rudder folds against my
cheek my mildew page my lock gas my
runnels washing out the books
Plop Plop
plop my sand beside your foot
foot my loom beside your chaw
chaw my leg beside your lunch
lunch my clot beside your wool
wool my yapping dog beside your glue
glue my tummy beside the fridge
fridge my gaze beside your plop
Netsilg
cry and glisten in your breakfast
breakfast and glisten in your gallop
gallop and glisten in your swallow
swallow and glisten in your tubing
tubing and glisten in your closet
closet and glisten in your olvido
olvido and glisten in your stone
stone and glisten in your cry
Some Said
muttered shape and I could hasten
flapping feet and all that trunkage
dropping from the moonlight or was that
crinkled invoice holding all my aura
that’s a crammer plunged ahead the
slumping grease inhabitation flab the
pillow .focus gas or ,time to spore
the soup crusty watches sinking in
the gutter so much rain and wh
istle so much crates and uttered
est
bu g an
d b ench
cr owd
fum
ble
et
roaro
leemo
tend
fraught goon
yes
yuh yuh
ank
le mot
e
muscle
le
m ake
bomber
lung er or
beaut
that “meatmute”
folder found
the fire
bas ta
now
non e bo
ught
dunngg
saw it
f)log
clag
uhh flapper
nu sky
ester
bang tune
sunny sky
ept core
the lung gnat
soon
lipt grance
)))(((
chew the fog
it
drubbing
knot
plaid
the crease the
cen ter
eee
lock house
phase tool
rutter came
aw should
the cave
bando
lint drool
fauces
knot
rollo
real “was”
ahhhh
)right(
Wall
sip the thorn your eye congeals the
crossing guard the toaster falls in
flames ,snore the rice your nose is
in my face I smell .age of leaving
,I was is ,bedded with a loaf of
sliced ,grabbed the stem still ,bleeding
spitting gravel ,thought of walls of
ice .sped the ghost my immolation
peeled my skin my empty hand is born
Payoff
pellet ,crystal ,spoon ,cenote
,cloud... uh table rinsed all
the sand fills my shoe .the
eraser comb ,clattering fans
shake the floor my sleep re
peals my thorny pants my
buzzing mist like light thru
sting in my ear’s night air
)stones rolling in a cave( pass
the water in your hand .down
right pretty is my wallet ,muddy
,stuffed with rotting thumbs
Drink Soap
bubbled cup what’s sinks what’s
lala lengua dissolving numbers on
that crumpled page your footmeat
,spattered shadow ,laundry coldcuts
,pierce your tongue and bleed the
coughing out the faucet’s soup you
poured into yr pants what I put
on .and teetered near the edge
,where the steps should be
Flotsam
plunged right in ,the greasy wave the
lumber starts to sink aún sapote
.meat and corn it’s quiver time your
throat of cancellations throttled nap
.cough outside the suit of muddy so
cks ,play a storm ,finger in your
ear a tuner wrist the fleas the
cave the slumbered farts and th
ink o fold the smouldered shore
,insulation scattered on the beach
November 11, 2009