#quadriptych

James Jean

I have not been to any mountainous space in years in minds I am protracted upon by illusive stars fibrillating

nah the buckets

buckets of space

them blackeyes

and the beets

and the beats

in the Blitz

we were not just

mad, we were men.

. ... ... ... .

Guess nothing means no

Battalion hypothermic, dithering

Sweet drumming languor, sleepily alight

Bare-assed, cupped cakes

Strain forth, apologise, spread 'em.

. ... ... ... .

SATURDAY: unjust like every

land abandoned

ain't unto

disorder springs abandon

night in city

get to work

no clean shirts

nowhere to go

got none

sew holes

sack and war

in every boy

lay seeds of men

got no hope

cannot afford chagrin

grenade pins splintering

beats me and them bleed

stabby flesh lingerer

unlike bugs, barely verbal

but they notice us

thanks again

flush with surmise

we was

worry we need

web and steeple

some who foresee my death

already make it so:

that life lived

valued as evaluable

ought not permit

glimmers of misunderstanding

sisterhood incanting

Only love left to get and give!

. ... ... ... .

You crazy kids

crazy to be so kind

skittish and cackling

cluckers need to get fact-checked

crazy you, lifts up crazy

kids, 'You so crazy'

rubric of a modern

crazecrazecrazecraze

crazy

chasm but no

no no rifts

cliquish little fits

of mercy, no to more

useful for

skid row misfires

do not shit in the buckets, please

murder of loons

coven of shadows

been done

and long gone

felled wheelbarrow as urinal

cannot not

lead to a clean latrine

care enough to suck

Scheherazaded inroads to mindset

we flunk because

one, we pretty

too, pallor of strychnine

crazed clashes spooled through history

now a comet to life

(but, not...)

glass if you pray admit

imperils our restraint

weakened under scorn

war-hard

will of wolf

lamprey of goodwill

states of gristle and grace

gathering starlight

accumulates on some lost, drowned

piece of dead fish on that carousel

bye-bye boychick

marry mindlessly, make kids

told to have fun, we did not

flickers of going

now or whenever

then, when you can

tomorrow or todays

requisition mosques in Missouri

more for many more

less, lasting for longer

million-man, mullet moms, gascap Gramps garrulous in victory

defeat false remembering

ain't no such thing

as undisputed election

and never was

anarchist organisations'

boogiewomen haranguing

skateboard stragglers

in Seattle, Louisville, or Portland

hicks: beard-borne lice breed mice

spit up paint, plainclothed cops

onto nutsacks of Uncle Ben

for another plunder

Harvard thrust off Commons

befall fair commoners

hell of haha

heroic hillbillies

hehehe

nary a knot

for me

got breath

go nuts

eat no meat

buy some brothel

move back in with Mama

no for more

weaning masses

nada y no

smacks of nonesuch

ninnies, Victorian arsenic

laced with long butter streams

half-baked thunder from diffident dictator

inuring bankruptcy into cupboard billions

through pluck prank and penury

grasped by some

flung into forever

over distant si

yes

da

oui