TJ Desc


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Thursday, May 27, 2004

waking up without any water
smoothing out the wrinkles of no love
all the mirages ache

you’ve got a curiosity
that freezes all over your face—pavement

Wednesday, May 26, 2004

The sun like a punishment,
like desire

No water but the mirage
of water

No love but the mirage
of love

Strange shrubs, the ache
of thirst


Tuesday, May 25, 2004

It was a desert wasn't it?

Where the heat made the distance

between us waver & our lips split.

Saturday, May 22, 2004

hula hoops bounding towards the sun

Friday, May 21, 2004

Blue spilling over onto the table
blue light of thought

The need to evade, to circle

the core of hurt: I am alone. I will
always be alone. Is this what pushes us into

the embrace of day? To love is to pitch a tent in
a huge desert separating two people and to look at the stars
there together

The freezing cold desert night, the clarity
of the stars
The poem rumbles through the forest
like a distant tank

and when it arrives it is not violent,
it is muted

like a muffled cry. Then it bursts into
colour: a rainbow lorikeet.

What can this mean. Later, I think of poems
I must write and I think of 'mental fight'.

It wearies me. Then this poem sidles up
like a cat. I write it down

and draw no firm conclusions.

Thursday, May 20, 2004

in leadership tips
there is the varied
corporate governance

company websites
(he nibbles an ear)
could be the board of di

rectors yeah it
could be the key
burger assistants

they are capital

Friday, May 14, 2004

I made a stew for you.
Skipped that part of learning.

Watched a goldfish swim toward the whirl
of the toilet water before being pulled down.

Tubers are people too. Canoe canoe.
Can you?

wow upside
down is mom
skinny it’s lol
freed woodpiles
blame insanity
for astrick’s
not really
but I hold my
hand holy
for the clouds
to bring


Thursday, May 13, 2004

Holy Batman! Big letters the clouds were going in.
Not a sign per se but an asterisk like look-alike.

Shame about the sham though. wow.

Saturday, May 08, 2004

the redun sung
big pile of wood
stood for nets
cut from the frame
blame it on the rain
your insanity I mean
look at yourself
you can hardly keep
the cart on the road
guessing will make us
both testy
hold my hand
I just want to stare
at the sun for awhile

Wednesday, May 05, 2004

harder frogs on the blue blog
the frost of purpled guesses and
the redundancy of the days when
frogs were roses

people guess further than the
purple blog with the roadmaps
not just the redundancy of the
rose-colored frogs

which are the roses of the blog
or the frosted guesses and the redun
dancy of the greenest oranges with
the reddest toads

Tuesday, May 04, 2004

or further than the blue blog is
the red blog with the purple cap

blue days make guesses of purp
le further than the red guesses

which are the roses of the blog
and the redundancy of the blue day

Monday, May 03, 2004

i guess the redundancy of the
blog is the guess of the redun
dancy of the guess of the blog
of the redundancy which is a
blue day like the redundancy
of the blog is the blue day
which is a red blog and it
guesses a redundancy like the
blog which is the guess of the
roses of the blog and it guesses
a blue day is nothing but a redun