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THE IDEA OF ORDER AT MODESTO
for K. Silem Mohammad
The sea all
water, yet receives rain still,
And the
chief power of wealth is to wear the spirit
Of
contentment on the wisdom which is better
Than the
wealth of every sun’s inspection
Of the
hidden water also, below working classes
Coition,
plunging head into water, swallowing thick.
Allah sends
down water (rain) from the sky,
Ordered you
to give them Burroughs’ “The Rare
Jewel of
Christian Contentment,” page 19.
A trick
consists of four qualities: Guile-
Lessness
and
simplicity, purity and contentment,
Sweetness
of
water and honey and curds.
Delving
even
deeper into a wealth
Of
information — jails, airlines, freeways, bridges,
Town water, railways, trams, man, a way of life—
Language
hopefully not understood by sharks
Or giant
squid loosening tiles and sucking
The wealth
out of the women carrying water and washing.
Well, the
Ministry of Health would just love to burn
Pizza-drops
after the Bishop has bolted the gates?
Coming into
contact with the polluted water,
A new car,
big screen TV or any other form.
Hornet, all
evil great and small, each beastly
Little
squid, ambition’s like a circle on the water.
The
dropsy’d
thirst of empire, the daughter
Of Franco’s
notoriously promiscuous brother,
Ramon,
recesses beyond. I vowed that when
My health
returned I would not hearken to Him
In the
pulpit, nor abstain from eating, drinking.
The giant
squid has the largest eyes in the world.
An average
glass of tap water has passed through.
From “My Angie Dickinson”
#21
Stars from
two vastly different spheres
Orbmaster:
creates orbs
Feathers
saves the day — she rides
from fireballs to PB&J
Down “a flight” of stairs
immobile Sperm rains down
Soft, muted spheres — pressed into —
ideology
saxophones
#25
I’m Doomed!
I’m Doomed!
Oh dream
maker —
A Fateful
and Fatal
Sexual
encounter!
Bored femme
Godzilla
An unbilled
— bit —
Done with no dialogue —
Done with His!
I looked at Myself and Thought
“Jeez, not bad!”
A nun with a big heart —
“Witch Hat Plaid” —
#26
Forty books
from — the Four Corners —
My Childhood “hero” polluted the Soul
Interestingly paralleled in Rio Bravo —
Smitten with blood, the mind is baffled —
Dall and Loveday on the dole.
Attribution is Americana
Marriage right under the maple tree
My Mother’s a shady cattle rancher —
A jar — of honey — in my jeans
“Crucifies” a suffering bee —
#49
Divorce is
not Granted — by the Pope —
Married to Henry VIII —
A trip to Bermuda is over in weeks
So the Wife can become — serious —
A teenager “dates”— the daughter —
Tries to “get through” eight songs
The kids on Astro Orbiter
Were Known as “affinity” groups —
In the future a cutting-edge android
In the form of a boy-sheath —
The
full-length matching sequined skirt
The Puritan
strain rides underneath
#54
Like a
dour Schoolmaster — who four times
Reflected — the dour mood —
Prod along singing and dancing to
“Their” dour and — “flat” —
Can you play — a dour hooker — when
You're “having the” Heat of Time
His dour journalistic composure
Makes Peace — with her own — homeless mother
An Italian — with white mustache dour —
Never rang — True for — Me —
Vacuously glossy
Like pornography —
#83
Chalky
aftertaste aroma —
Inelegant, Spongy!
A simple Church Drenched with Red Buttons
Honeysuckles me —
I was Feeling — pretty Fucking Good myself
With the fragrant Aroma of Bliss —
I’d always had a
Thing
Ernie would never watch.
Fit Subject for a Future memo —
A five foot seven inch
Architecture of Sea Otters
Floating up — to Me — from my bra —
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