"Airy Reels: Cut-Up 2011" full poetry chapbook.

Fist and banjo

fist and banjo
slippery mass hull
and dabbed peril
quietly
breathed tools
distributing young boys
thermal weeks
child’s cans
biplane recording
radio buildings
business creatures
on horrible eyes
eagle-wise
mail admitted
super-ball cars
and up it tore you
read talk live-more
lips of dr. doom
waving a street
I heard a slide of bombs
the family of your guards
times reversed, the avenues, poles
men-sentence uttered
of narrowed aroma
explanation
postage
body-fields
get high training
on catalyst food
further to coma bulbs
I lift my unneutered strange days

Youth against your volume

cold trains laughed
bubble flared
electrical workers
stopped distilling
preliminary veins
over paragraph windows
machine-gun gas
empty cartridges
electromagnets
bent police gunners
constructed, crossing
murder stream
rolling task powers
experienced are on list
novel national us
get agents
sun cats dance
mutilated body of streets
vibration and science
reversed to drums
glance fields
leave pilots
judge vigor speedups
gentle, soft-fleshed
armors
youth against your volume

Patternmaker

harmonious you
sun-ship's controls
second blue head
ice acceleration
khaki-clad clearer
shell-couch paralysis of attack
dwarfed secretary
foul phosphorescence
millimeter X-ray
membrane superman
outside pages laboratory
brain of excellent telescopes
designer surface receiver
brilliant bug agent
tax expert light
invaders time man
diabolical machine
love-industry voice
lawyer on cubic legs
alien of inveterate edition
mental penetrator
frantic patternmaker

Current

it remained current
loitering, dangling
silence
half-consumed
ragged watts
not aware
pyramids
hangars
telegraph earth
was it you?
the gun replied
no order
end ruins
no magnets
poem
was it you?
muscles
ninety-mile bullet-projector
we have him arisen
sign fell figure
cylinders outwork
gravity bombs away
no time
idea
freeze
you call it?
charge doctors
we box pieces
run emanated
removed
presence – voyage
fumbling
ourselves
was I?
name prisoner
nimbus
which earth was known
of me

Great blonde wonder

heat ray
with first lines missing
be right back with my fragments
broadcast
hero
negative land
silent
zero talk
figure of I
took the auditoriums
by surprise
they gasped
you contain defects
underground cartels
the missed and aroused
you in many bodies
hot
opened unlucky
shock talking
colloquial sun
infinite giant
throbbing wrong direction
leaves fishing
human
delicate
dust

Agent

public servant
clad in bug eyes
fixed
thinking big taxis
told before I spoke
of smoky
over directed
bad beat
too shallow
to soar
but brave enough to fool
the switched poor
publisher

disused
stern mesh
of messy side-street hearts
apply it broken
to your wound
excitement moments
crushed
on asteroid floor

take a world
a cupboard
paint it yellow
twitching knots
of agents
swallowing what’s ordered
writing on walls
in nebula city

Airy reels

sound is
and will here
you and the quiet
certain
human beat
without as evidently
dared
I know the sliding grim
I found my ancient knockers

you side and hers
to what?
celluloid carnal
archways
loom
changed
turning on
the faintest of us

with regards, unaltered
can nostrils craft round myself
employee’s fingers
arranged by would-glaring
trains
twisted
open Lazarus
the beard and fear

better yards
for my relief
with valuable
madness
what was before?
snaky microphones
are the force replied with war
but we
began using the passages
small, airy reels

Ax

ax effort
hemisphere
wax palace, the click
thunderbolt encounter
moon contact, go with
the hour and children
tongue menace
headphones
do business
paint sheets
make plans
as tramping took time
and made your
eyebrows light
head detached loophole
focused, dragged me love
to which you be mother
Uli – play
shortwave
riddle bass
again

Voice button

pause and invention
feeling low, old thud pocket
doing well, meditating
on another
orbital morning
move
carefully up
have heart, she said, don’t
hurry
when chemicals betray
you
join that procession
you first thought
fake

salt cowboy
rises
don’t throw him
change
you’re my thing
and I changed the other
is it me that didn’t work?
leaped cold
his face experiments
with gradually filtered
karma

find steady work
then love
be kicked, get tricked
then push
the voice button

Metal display

I had projectors in it
dangers, swing
brief
littered with love
captured by
heart room
photographers
neutralizing gestures of speech
synonymous when saved
bit
mute

you
stay nonsense else with yourself
the starlight
I freed
relieved
crowding
this head

a certain junk reputation
slowly fixed me
railroads ram away
thunder rolled
wrecks
won’t re-use the scraps
generals of confusion
scattered
I fumed
hesitation

its huge perturbing plates
tremble in metal display

"Minotaurus"

Heal me, doctor
Sue me, lawyer
Buy me, banker
Kill me, cop
Guide me, preacher
Love me, sister
Draw me, loser
Help me, bum

You can all betray me in the end
But for now, I’m gonna be your friend
We all need
A powerful friend
Very soon some of us
Will understand

Fool me, teacher
Find me, madman
Trust me, liar
Thrill me, drug
Climb me, mountain
Sail me, ocean
Watch me, client
Leave me, luck

You can all betray me in the end
But for now, I’m gonna be your friend
We all need
A powerful friend
Very soon all the rats
Abandon land

Trap me, driver
Free me, car crash
Spoil me, lover
Fix me, star
Play me madhouse
Rollercoaster
Sing me jailhouse
Lullaby

You can all betray me in the end
But for now, I’m gonna be your friend
And I’m not
Afraid of your command
It’s a plaything
Marble in my hands

"Spaghetti Lip Fuzz"

I’m at home, I’m a crook
I’m the meal devils cook
I’m the low sludge of hate
I’m the black impassable gate

And I’ve got fuzz in your face
In your ears, you disgrace

I grow young, impolite
Germ infested, vulgar cries
When I grin, I’m rarely glad
I’m the terror in your head

And I’ve got fuzz in your face
To put your pride in my place

I’m the strange yawning crater
I’m your girl, I see you later
Lovers bore me, I’m your hater
I’m the worthless, I will wake her

To the horrors of my face
In your fists, the cretin maze

I’m foul and soiled and grubby
But you will make me clean
I’m fat, obese and chubby
But you will make me thin

And I love you in your hand
Suck your nipples like a lamb

I’m the test you’ll never pass
Books on health and lots of trash
Throw it out of your school
Tiny horses feed the fools

And I’ve got fuzz in your mouth
Prowl my love, you make me shout

"Aktoreczka z Krakowa"

Stoisz przed lustrem i stroisz się dla mnie
Ja leżę z butelką w ręku
I mówię kiedyś wreszcie skończę tą książkę
Nagram wszystkie te piosenki
Ty musisz iść, zaczyna się próba
Kolejne przedstawienie
A dla mnie to próba przed wielkim piciem
Kiedy ciebie już nie będzie

I wciąż plączą się myśli
Wciąż pęka mi głowa
I wciąż tańczy tam mała
Aktoreczka z Krakowa

Wieczorem dzwonisz, popremierówka
Urwiemy się z niej wreszcie
Za dużo świateł, za dużo snobów
A za mało powietrza
Ja ledwo żyję, ty ledwo stoisz
Noc dopiero się zaczyna
Za dużo piję, za mocno kochasz
Kogoś kto pragnie tylko wina

I wciąż plączą się myśli
Wciąż pęka mi głowa
I wciąż tańczy tam mała
Aktoreczka z Krakowa

Galerie pełne wspaniałych płócien
Potem głośne kafejki
Piwne ogródki, spacer Plantami
Świt w kolorze Martini
Twe włosy wplecione w księżyc nad miastem
Usta wczepione w usta
Szyldy, wystawy, neony – myślę
Wszystko to musi usnąć

I wciąż plączą się myśli
Wciąż pęka mi głowa
I wciąż tańczy tam mała
Aktoreczka z Krakowa