saint rakowitz

adorn chaos
with pituitary lost in self

and of us sparkling
like glass of us startling

last minute
deaths head gnawing
on a jane

narrow hallway to forever

and charlie gein's spon ranch east

introversions: with all my heart

what if a tongue
could bend
a cherry stem into a knot

that it could
bend time and space as well

when we exceed reality

everything will die

it is just meat
for the rhapsody
a little heliotrope said

a cathode ray goddess
in my dream

the lips of a movie star

the mother of god

exclusions: a nocturne

dance the
larvae from
wedged sky

how the eye
dries why
my rise

of air

my
change

so everest
my strange
core-mount

goodbyes
i try

to lie

see the
centipede to nourish
my
pantomime

venus
thigh

binds what carnage
lips try

and my life

eclipses the
television

like the pupil of an eye

jasmine bizet excerpt from an unwritten story

jasmine

her name is jasmine

standing
where the string quartet played
only moments ago

the dining room now
completely deserted

white tarps covering the tables and chairs
a layer of dust on every surface
like this place hadn't been touched in years

the lights dimmed low

everyone having
vanished into thin air...

everyone including jasmine
the only person that could have given
me insight as to who i am

jasmine bizet
featured cellist
to accompany gustav monticello world famous composer / conductor with the LA philharmonic

performances of haydns
concerto for cello and orchestra in D major
a breif intermission
and then schuberts 7th symphony

that's what the program pamphlet says
this paper pamphlet
that i found on the floor
where the quartet used to be

the indentations of the chair legs
still embedded in the carpet

the cover
is a picture of gustav monticello
with the orchestra in front of him
his arms raised up above his head
making a V shape
a little wand in his left hand

below

is jasmine bizet

featured cellist

her photo
a bust shot
wearing black spaghetti straps
probably a dress
her breasts like a cluster of grapes
the neck of her instrument to the left of her
her fingers
wrapped around it
lovingly
elegantly
smiling

beautiful

...a little red rose of a hair accessory just above her right ear

jasmine bizet

it says her name
is jasmine







a flash of white light occurs

perpetuum auteprep

if i could dream of
nice things

i would be able to sleep tonight

and i know
that i would dream of you

i wonder where you are
in the world
sometimes

the antarctic sun
alaskan lights
angels of mariana

the light of this world

ever waning

pleasant dreams
like an amorphous

a body yet
to be identified

i loved the amorphis

and i am glad
that you were smart enough

to leave me

mr hait's complete and total loss

six foot ten
mr hait did stand

towering over
the little k9 on the table below him

a terrier mix

and all lights upon him
his chest cut open
the escalating beep
of a heart monitor

evasive surgery
taking place

everything he knows
twenty years of experience
commanding his hands

the room alive
with vet techs

with support

and then
after every effort

with surgical tools in hand

after every proposed solution

a solid high-pitched sound
like a language censor

stuck on profanity

piercing the air
a red line on the machine
as flat as desert horizon

his eyes fixed off to a corner of the room
his eyes

wet with tears

"i can't fix this"

he says
barely finishing his sentence

the heart monitor
turned off

the bustle of the room
having died

as well as mr hait's best friend

the only piece of his life
that had ever made any sense

zero as an even number

it's quiet
now inversion of days
gone bye

admiring the
kalanchoe red as lips

as labia
apocalyptic

trachea
of no one
in particular accommodates
cock

how a jack
rabbits tendons are made to dangle
from the jaws of coyotes

how spiral
fractures occur
without knowledge

my head
blooming into the idea
of a rose