Abendland

well it’s summer in sipan & the town is full of models they’re all at the restaurant but they’re only eating entrees while the eunuchs dart around making stressful little sounds in the leafy hotel grounds we ate dinner then…

the planes fly well overhead now & couples no longer dawdle down by the jetty where an old dinghy rises & falls on the fluke waves of passing powerboats … & now cicadas chorale across an empty bay old pipes…

she emerges from the bobble- cordoned bathing area with her pigtails wet & sticking out like unicorn horns from the back of her head – instantly she’s a girl again the shining happy memory of herself as a strong swimmer…

in vietnam of course we’d all be considered peasants up to our necks in sweat & sun cancers – our tans coooked in a coconut sauce the cannibal implications of which i don’t care to explore but here where a…

i could murder a cigarette but i’ll hold off for now – the time is not right – & if i ignite here wow who knows what might go up with me there in the stratos, in the fear the…

the parchment’s overgrown now & flies no longer buzz down by the hydro-electric facilities – the bus route’s open for business all along it twenty four hour cafes spring up like pillboxes some people speak of screams in the night…

could you be flirting with me (tiny periwinkle of a trip-hop soundtrack? was that a smile (pretty vacuous air bubble at the bottom of this glass? come here slide down my throat (abstract freckle of a thirst quencher hobo of…

(1) crystal: dignitary portraits his men clean-shaven the women stern children on sleds if you remember rightly panoramas of coal mine towns silly dogs chins pointing to the future the sun – gold haloes spirits with whiskers windowframes … (2)…