Seen pockets

Wednesday, September 24th, 2008

seen ahead the simplex dim-like ,trunt
best ,to shower flame ,to heel a
head dimple )”grinny”( stug shunt
,polded in the clouthouse ,drainy

sink explosion

chud and knock and grim and tore and
blat and me’d and dool and fine and
whup and age and gnarl and ass and
know and bloods and mutt and drawl and

blink revulsion

wore you halfing in the sudden?
wore you chowing in the planar?
wore you cashing in the chinleak?
wore you beaning in the pockets?

John M. Bennett

Page thing

Thursday, September 11th, 2008

page or gum or loot or lint or
ham or rustle or shooting or fundus or
lab or whistle or salad or dock or
prick or slop or slunk or black or

shade hand muscle

made my lubrication like a slimwit
cradled in the big white phone you
glistened for a pocket salad 2
weeks old your radish like a lung

wrestled hand spade

lumber and a salad gum my
waisted rubber sent a head the
mail river muddy with your
loose meter onions ,brake the thing

John M. Bennett

Coughing-mind

Friday, August 22nd, 2008

coughing-sleeve ,rut you dampered
loudly labbed your screwy soup sdnamed
,wavered in the load lunch or blog leaf
burning – time to stummer some ,or grash

hops your mot e and gleaming

rough glock ,spraddle boom said ,pinch
a float sample ,pry your crash
faucet dreaming ,was that yr shed
nuts glowing ,hump and clasp yr

spots yr l ash trance sprawling

nor gushed and dropping peanuts mind
nor blood and filling bathrooms mind
nor rocked and grinning laundry mind
nor bashed and hoarding lengua mind

John M. Bennett

Butter hand

Friday, August 22nd, 2008

butter ,spotter ,clumper ,samming
use your ash inhale and toweling
whop ape desk ,the stunner soap
was that your wheel was stinking ?

dirrot ladder and a belt you samming was

age the rotter off your spitty ladder
wrote wipe ,smeared the spinning
seep burnt your clock clot crust
dirrot chop ,bean my scowling like a hand

John M. Bennett

Your dead

Friday, August 22nd, 2008

your sot sunk caller hopping
change grease or ,pill smelter
said a hunk a ,was that the naeb
boiling in the wood :rash crust

spent my sugar leap was hopping boiling

dropped my anus line my busy sugar
leech clutter ,gram dome ,lets lust
my oil shoe learning ,churned the reef
spent ,clutched ,dropped ,scanned ,dead

John M. Bennett

Lie

Friday, August 22nd, 2008

b rand s coldery ,fe d t ramp ,tous le sto
ner c lasp at tention ,wipe yr lam p .s ped
into the room a ,whirling faucet ,couch
flag ger seeping while a s prey up held the
w all ,p lunger gaff ,no te rinse ,use
less drinking from the rug .your dusty back

John M. Bennett

Shut

Friday, August 22nd, 2008

glom on me ,mice rapture ,fantods icing
,crash yr slobster focus at the rinse .gum
my ladder gains t he fall a ,cube
storm ,short lints pillowed in the slots .page
my ,eye fence ,knock shutter clouded ,b
rack of neck tar an yr rising toward the lens

John M. Bennett