September 13, 2017

Before You Find It

The first I know, there were parties
Sometimes people holding hands across a measure
People fanned out in the woods
A boy's backpack, an orphaned shoe

Grids were invented
Maps were invented
Compasses, GPS beacons, signal flares, all invented

This part wasn't a straight line

Find a letter pick it up
Or a phrase or a sentence

Next I knew helicopters and small recon teams
Side-mounted machine guns, shoulder-mounted rocket launchers
And things of that nature
Maybe a demolitions expert, maybe night-vision goggles
The skies the limit but admittedly the sky was much lower back when

Now equations, or algorithms rather
Now all the times and places falling all over themselves
Now reduction is a good thing and
Now reduction is a bad thing and
You see how this thing works?

Back to marches but a different sort
And as your head dips below the surface we find ourselves back at the beginning



Location:Glen Allen Dr,Baltimore,United States

September 4, 2017

Good night, Mr. Ashbery.

You made so much difference / You made so much different. Thanks.


Location:Benoni Point Rd,Royal Oak,United States

September 3, 2017

Everybody or Every Way

Every name
Every angle

The stars in the sky and the planet Earth

Every night's rest and every corner of every room

You'll get it together

Refresh, refresh, refresh
Fresh, fresher, freshest

What do I see vs. all the things I see
And everything that can be seen

The shape of the day or the week
Mostly arcs, mostly spheres



Location:S Morris St,Oxford,United States

August 31, 2017

Performer Is a Software Application

Informer is a song by Canadian Hip Hop Artist Snow

Reformer, transformer, barnstormer, etc

The title of this poems was going to be about strings or include strings but I couldn't work it out without it just being a hack of some obvious title, like

Something with Strings; or

Strings All The Way Down; or

It coming off like I was talking about Brian Greene strings, which is what shit-canned "Strings All the Way Down" which is a great title except for that

The way some people hear "hep cats" when you say "cats"

No dude, just cats



Location:Glen Allen Dr,Baltimore,United States

August 23, 2017

Let the Sun Do What It Will

Let the tide come in and go back out

Let the thunder roll in the distance

Fluids are all the things that flow, repeated in my head with my eyes closed

Edges are only something you see from far away -- clouds, bodies of water, etc. -- so does that make them real or not?

Knots in wood are another thing to think about

And then plastic or biomass or diffusion

That things keep coming apart and coming together

And to pull way back or jump all the way in

We wanted hovercraft and they've been here the whole time

More water, an amount of salt, and always trace elements

This is not the eclipse

Nor is this, nor is this

Birds fighting or warning ahead of fighting or just plain talking

Talk it out, walk it out, and so on

I mean, you take things and you bend them

I did as a child, I do now, and I guess I'll keep doing

I don't eat eggs anymore

And many other stories







Location:E Ashley Ave,Folly Beach,United States

August 21, 2017

Whoever Said "The Hum of Cicadas in the Trees" Doesn't Really Get What Hum Means

My boundaries are blurring; or

My boundaries are overflowing; or

Vibration, extension, random quick and random movements

You can be a patent clerk and still everything will move about

You can sit in a chair on a porch and the gentle machine-gunning of the cicadas will flow

Poems are full of words like staccato because the Modern Age

Because the Modern Age started more than a hundred years ago and didn't see many machine guns and is long gone

Because equations are necessary fantasies

Because seagulls in South Carolina are nothing like birds in Virginia but are also birds

Marshland is the best land like a pound for pound world champion

It's a show

As in it's all a show

It's August

As in it's no longer July and not yet September and you can think all you want about the once-were giants or all the things bees are up to this time of year or how fast melons and gourds are doing their thing because Autumn is right around the next bend

This is a good seat



Location:E Ashley Ave,Folly Beach,United States

August 17, 2017

And They'll Make a Lighter Mouse

And they'll hold onto that ledge by their fingerprints

And they'll judge us kindly

From on high or a distant past or quite differently

Splayed or laid out or laid up

On the lam, a turkey sandwich, waxed cloth

The rain across all sorts of terrain

A little container of potted meats shows up all over literature

Would pâté count?
I love it, I really do



Location:Glen Allen Dr,Baltimore,United States

August 14, 2017

Scatter This as You Go

Scent senseless severed sold
Then than though, thought thinking tough

You useless you'll yell ever after

Sounds sounding sound sometimes
Charlatan sham shills shaken shots

Leaky leaky days



Location:Glen Allen Dr,Baltimore,United States

August 8, 2017

Dyes and Gauls

I'm nothing if I'm not the ruins of Roman encampments

All the disbelief that comes with the things that matter

The direction of time vs. the bend of a saw

Bowed legs, broken backs, galvanized steel and steam and steak dinner dreams

Someone came to America and invented Siracha

Someone else put it in mayo




Location:1st St NE,Washington,United States

July 31, 2017

I Mean Keep It

The thing about pencils
Cliff edges
All the painted ceilings of all the painted chapels
Two people holding hands
Hillsides and patches of clover
Family friends
A sweatshirt just before it's past its prime
That thing you recently lost
Ring sizes
Baby just about anything
An ache between your shoulder blades
Nowhere fur, nowhere sharp objects
It's a whole n'other century
And it feels all right



Location:Glen Allen Dr,Baltimore,United States

July 30, 2017

What Scratches Scratches Dirt

What scratches scratches dirt
What tears stings and flows
What forges forgets

There will always be walls to build


Location:Glen Allen Dr,Baltimore,United States

July 23, 2017

Trip Wires Are for Tripping

Day becomes night
And we trade handshakes for hugs
Grade A everything
Bank holidays and brake jobs
Forever forever

Frank exchanges
Current corrective currency
Situational, counter-factual, conviction
I don't do eye-spots

And we pick it up again
Grating, greater, groundswelled
The edge of an ocean
All the things you think about the moon
And here we are, going back and forth and back back and forth




Location:Glen Allen Dr,Baltimore,United States