Tuesday, September 29, 2009

tree-lined air


























breathing in a bag of gas
feels odd a little jealous
our artificial intelligence

Monday, September 28, 2009

occupation

























sitting singing do

dis don't do da da
da da do don't dis
hot car is quit it

what when wait in
out side hot when
people no befriend

sitting singing do

Saturday, September 26, 2009

wooden world: board beaters

























Knocking


Here's a knocking indeed
Indeed here's a knocking
The noise from the neighbor's
Bedpost banging the wall
We're all banging the blocks
Together we're knocking
On walls of forests the trees

Monday, September 21, 2009

l vid


























rising like a yeasty dough
out and out and all
'cause I'm gonna get the seat
in the window street
where I can watch
the indifferent drummers beat

Sunday, September 20, 2009

state logic: 78,000,000

























From state logic, the band that gave us Chinese cover versions of James Bond movie music and a Chinese version of Caberet, comes a new album about historical relevance and political silence: 78,000,000. Calls to action include "take your fate" and "walk in the forest," but "currency in people" and "don't take the train" are perhaps the most memorable.

Friday, September 18, 2009

organelles


























Rather Dissect


Sometimes you dissect me
Sometimes it's the other way around

Sometimes you make me nervous
Like the time I cut off my fingertips
Chopping carrots

Sometimes you dissect me
Sometimes it's the other way around

Sometimes my medicine doesn't work
Especially when you use it to dose yourself
Leaving the remainder watered down

Sometimes you dissect me
Sometimes it's the other way around

Wednesday, September 16, 2009

In Them


























The In Them Anthem


Not sure what the world has in them
In them are teeth and eyes and truth

In them whose teeth and eyes and truth
Constitute our disguise of youth

For the mask we wear today is all
In them our historic proof

Wednesday, September 9, 2009

Tuesday, September 8, 2009

wicked green

























somebdoy brought in flowers
a bird nest
a handful of turf

you lit a match
to send it
up

Wednesday, September 2, 2009

fables: fables and more fables

























Remember the time you told the story that the hostess at the hotel where your family was staying on vacation in Orlando when you were fourteen had a naughty date with you or the time when you were seventeen and you helped a cheerleader fix her flat tire and she gave you tickets to the big game and then you went to this crazy party after the game and danced with the entire cheerleading squad and spent the night at that cheerleader's apartment along with five of her cheerleader roommates or the time when you had the internship at your uncle's company and you were helping one of the secretaries put out the cake and punch because somebody at the office had just received a huge promotion and that secretary took you in an empty office and thanked you about ten times? Well, this album is for you! Remember when you were fifteen and your babysitter was eighteen? Yes, that story too. And the one about your new apartment when the next door neighbor dropped her keys and you helped her pick them up? Yes, that one too. About three hundred times over. What about the car wreck and all the beautiful nurses at the hospital who gave you extra care for two weeks until your recovered and even visited you at your apartment? Yes. All your fables are here, on this album. Hear what your stories sound like when you don't tell them.

Tuesday, September 1, 2009

dirty spice: shake shack


























I put the ribs on the grill
With extra herbs and skill

I turned the heat on high
And smoked spiraled sky

I made a good rub rub rub
And pulled the pork double dub

I made my wife a drink with ice
--She said, "I want my dirty spice"

I went to buy her rum but by the time I returned
That pig was a skeleton

I love my hungry wife, I love my hungry wife
She likes her pig with dirty spice