Jeffrey Side
from CARRIER OF THE SEED
by
Jeffrey Side
You made Pandora visit me from her disruptions across the sea her mane was stretched like Cyprus flow and her mind was as smooth as causation at a time I had reached my most content you pointed her up and to me you sent like when I passed quickly through the sheep pool clustered together there at the edge of a clearing the struggle for mating territory accident and necessity but at base level this just comes down to quality asset concepts recommended for global incremental alignment nonetheless you were loved attracted by cries of the tormented with the stick which she uses for leather no less than poverty expressive of self doubt held in a head-lock laughing whose mother emerges as I sometimes do myself known for contending scandal in the libraries exposed on sale insist we tolerate anthropology in the island fashion much of our lives women and children with equal truth that burns produce syndrome which accelerates metabolism and the midnight blue of zenith impersonal and personal made clear by the notices and the poster exploitative and acute against various defences we might keep the altitude in view by the stream near Vancouver yet the exploratory research points to functional monitored contingencies and the upgraded model now offers responsive logistical innovation while at the same time no place seems lowest to these my kindred born out of me where I have made my bed in charnels and on coffins robed with pure snow and crowns so wadhik and murquitb that there is still not too much hassle for the pay but still unsure of the steps and the music graph arch cavettos tudy overth enext few mount etogetm downaga forgotten hin gish here have eel lye busy wild owntose mistaking the rogue creative principle through the dark profound hypothesis into evaluation with the template associated format tree broken backed prospect over screening biology that visits my sad heart agaiden or that remore and memore fory or time dease pleave but I will not hold chindred plears main winds youndred meming time yeave I just refused as I wandered fast and ran to a bar where I was seen last and sitting in the corner too far from my view was the hint of a woman who to the city was new where solidity is a stranger and reason a mystery he looked at words confounded like they were magnified and from that day on wherever I went in the cities among the rounders in the mountains I always remembered my wife was with me hanging her headgear as in Hades ganging against the maiden gonad and hinipog there at loonis doth also come acquittal just like a gokonil and my luck has never been thin like the bed or something even like vessels elk half mad crying suicide she made me count up to ten she was up all night working on the site but is there a safe way home through the city or must I always take the 8.25 from Geneva to Paris and get lost on the way so don’t let your father blow the whistle on you my darlin’ I need you so much but more than else I’m waiting for you what kind of a girl do you take me for but captain don’t give the order to live separated from the silver canvas that upon its surface holds the projections of so much dreaming forced to drift sleepless without intention and in the morning came home like once you told me to she got her cards marked out so well it only made me blue and my skin it reeks of illness now and complex symmetry he was my lover for front-end web services optimize cross-platform functionalities so I had to be on the safe side whilst onsorana and that was no joke but undisciplined vowels fall hypocritically which I know now and the thought of politics and rocks aren’t succinct enough or conspil but he was too depressed and lerping to find out that a liar was all the time working and to ask how come these angel ships all the more yolonert don’t remain still like boisvert for he was a commander of the sea and took these things seriously and appearing suddenly nobody left to see if you had waited freer than the ocean that came down almost in ecstasy who gives a shit in any case but it was a came and went too quick for me night after night incessantly millions have wept before me and after when she was putting roofs up in Mexico I paid all sorts of money like a man who was mad with the sound of many furnaces before the mountains were removed a cross for all men’s coverings yet us here are perhaps unaware of that and at the same time possessing wisdom which tells us so much it is some months since they are on their way and it is some comfort to speak of these things I’m not saying it would have been better with me a dealer in trade but we have seen his star in the east constitute of mirror residue contracted progression and the saucer saw a few things early in duality and female preference variance depleted genetic good genes handicapping costly traits she was a choosy female correlation clover in sepia canticle perspective overloads concrete completion and becomes a personal issue to cure the deadly grief certainly experience out of all retreat and of course finality and the latter mode participators activate how will the end be for me I heard her cry sometimes things are easy sometimes things are hard sometimes things just fall apart and now we see the marks of joy and sorrow and the ties of life as we are moving towards a theory of beauty tremenous natures veiled butane on jehoaphat stigmata nationalist condensation steals redemptive like cool alabaster twixt the seasons of love finding foolish fair for frankness and killing the mind she kept in kindness though pornography darkness is rechargeable for ignition through contemplation of stench I was abandoned with reclaims of the high nature and there are no accidents except her anatomy bred forth organism like that time she stood me up her dominant motherhood wavematron phallic surplus condition of autonomy closing her flesh envelope over her minoan female tower made me curious as I crept towards moment maximum intensity horizontal chainlike arranged whereby conversation became pointless camouflage consumption for the sailors was her call so don’t make me go into debt and don’t make me play this way now thou hast sorted out this stuff in your head he’s just trying to get back cable symmetry forgetting reproduction and transference blows unquestioned opaqueness through conflation or colludes with the refusal of insert and service while situation process repetitive delaying my love has gone escalator she’s calling the river over illusion at my core while on high heaven’s vengeance what you send out it comes back more get out of her my people the lady from Baltimore like we did for the eight rivals loose at feet where they lay in the vale water shot the last to go down with that man with high quality territory providing nuptial gifts for some other cherries study in their eyes not caring that my love she was kind and cruel but the judge sentenced him away and my plea before you open up your court was misheard but thieving was a thing she never was inclined but I should take a notion to and I don’t care if they all despise me or sing the shimmy down on Monday but that my love’s across the sea ten away or so and it’s nobody’s business and no friend can replace it or walk by the river’s brim with a hey down low walking as it were while the eldest pushed the youngest in yet I’ll be true to my love for the lane is longest that hath no turning as the fire that always keeps on burning to greet me as I lift up my eyes to the open green dome and the others there looking as I bought my love a fair-haired hoop to wear upon her manipulate a token of our own true worship and to remember me furthermore when he returns again on the account no more to be parted and glad progressively more and kalarna but some coroni corpal pororva clapsin otorle boodon nortal she comes on a train and now the same a lion on her dawn no one ever said Orion come out because he knew her reflected vaguely just project a continuity and say feeling that way they maintain but generating vertical spreading memories or existence perish but savagely don’t do as it’s not like you to hurt me and blessed yak den arta or resigned to his fate commander that nat den harper was caught for the joy of his crime still counting extant yak which widen as if dangerous wind stripped that meal by the charities of youth like to the womb of her paps remain calm all the important decisions have already been made for we don’t wrestle against the flesh someday we’ll sit on a mountain and work it all out pen on the table ink on the spot man outside the stable pin on the dot keep searching there’s a pain in the arms of the women now dead must split this round before convocation remembers cold as it was relative I’m not sure if it was Nova Scotia or German Expressionism obsessed me looks like now ignorant all was interested in came back for money like looking good natured whore was supposed to comfort him or something be on his side in the morning and by night safe within stand in on the actor and his long dog from Manatai the aura of civility complete pattern of when I was far from underground or widespread and she couldn’t see the point of closing next to me looking like a crystal stretched in water she was a mistress to all the world before the end came when we could see her market research as she stopped the foaming waves and as to how may erections she caused in a crowded room who can say with signs and signals from her hips no matter how you start you end up just the same and besides I like to rest sometimes and just linger while ignominious life overflows triumphantly perforated by a chivalry that dies abruptly while his clasint concubine concocts drunken entries for aggressive sheep who weep in plastic coma and I was lying down in the rehab on the way out of Milton without any thoughts as if it were embers
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Jeffrey Side has had poetry published in various magazines such as Poetry Salzburg Review, and on poetry web sites such as Underground Window, A Little Poetry, Poethia, nthposition, eratio, Ancient Heart, Blazevox, P.F.S. Post, Great Works, hutt, ken*again, and CybpherAnthology. He has reviewed poetry for New Hope International, Stride, Acumen, and Shearsman. From 1996 to 2000 he was the assistant editor of The Argotist magazine. He now runs The Argotist Online.
by
Jeffrey Side
You made Pandora visit me from her disruptions across the sea her mane was stretched like Cyprus flow and her mind was as smooth as causation at a time I had reached my most content you pointed her up and to me you sent like when I passed quickly through the sheep pool clustered together there at the edge of a clearing the struggle for mating territory accident and necessity but at base level this just comes down to quality asset concepts recommended for global incremental alignment nonetheless you were loved attracted by cries of the tormented with the stick which she uses for leather no less than poverty expressive of self doubt held in a head-lock laughing whose mother emerges as I sometimes do myself known for contending scandal in the libraries exposed on sale insist we tolerate anthropology in the island fashion much of our lives women and children with equal truth that burns produce syndrome which accelerates metabolism and the midnight blue of zenith impersonal and personal made clear by the notices and the poster exploitative and acute against various defences we might keep the altitude in view by the stream near Vancouver yet the exploratory research points to functional monitored contingencies and the upgraded model now offers responsive logistical innovation while at the same time no place seems lowest to these my kindred born out of me where I have made my bed in charnels and on coffins robed with pure snow and crowns so wadhik and murquitb that there is still not too much hassle for the pay but still unsure of the steps and the music graph arch cavettos tudy overth enext few mount etogetm downaga forgotten hin gish here have eel lye busy wild owntose mistaking the rogue creative principle through the dark profound hypothesis into evaluation with the template associated format tree broken backed prospect over screening biology that visits my sad heart agaiden or that remore and memore fory or time dease pleave but I will not hold chindred plears main winds youndred meming time yeave I just refused as I wandered fast and ran to a bar where I was seen last and sitting in the corner too far from my view was the hint of a woman who to the city was new where solidity is a stranger and reason a mystery he looked at words confounded like they were magnified and from that day on wherever I went in the cities among the rounders in the mountains I always remembered my wife was with me hanging her headgear as in Hades ganging against the maiden gonad and hinipog there at loonis doth also come acquittal just like a gokonil and my luck has never been thin like the bed or something even like vessels elk half mad crying suicide she made me count up to ten she was up all night working on the site but is there a safe way home through the city or must I always take the 8.25 from Geneva to Paris and get lost on the way so don’t let your father blow the whistle on you my darlin’ I need you so much but more than else I’m waiting for you what kind of a girl do you take me for but captain don’t give the order to live separated from the silver canvas that upon its surface holds the projections of so much dreaming forced to drift sleepless without intention and in the morning came home like once you told me to she got her cards marked out so well it only made me blue and my skin it reeks of illness now and complex symmetry he was my lover for front-end web services optimize cross-platform functionalities so I had to be on the safe side whilst onsorana and that was no joke but undisciplined vowels fall hypocritically which I know now and the thought of politics and rocks aren’t succinct enough or conspil but he was too depressed and lerping to find out that a liar was all the time working and to ask how come these angel ships all the more yolonert don’t remain still like boisvert for he was a commander of the sea and took these things seriously and appearing suddenly nobody left to see if you had waited freer than the ocean that came down almost in ecstasy who gives a shit in any case but it was a came and went too quick for me night after night incessantly millions have wept before me and after when she was putting roofs up in Mexico I paid all sorts of money like a man who was mad with the sound of many furnaces before the mountains were removed a cross for all men’s coverings yet us here are perhaps unaware of that and at the same time possessing wisdom which tells us so much it is some months since they are on their way and it is some comfort to speak of these things I’m not saying it would have been better with me a dealer in trade but we have seen his star in the east constitute of mirror residue contracted progression and the saucer saw a few things early in duality and female preference variance depleted genetic good genes handicapping costly traits she was a choosy female correlation clover in sepia canticle perspective overloads concrete completion and becomes a personal issue to cure the deadly grief certainly experience out of all retreat and of course finality and the latter mode participators activate how will the end be for me I heard her cry sometimes things are easy sometimes things are hard sometimes things just fall apart and now we see the marks of joy and sorrow and the ties of life as we are moving towards a theory of beauty tremenous natures veiled butane on jehoaphat stigmata nationalist condensation steals redemptive like cool alabaster twixt the seasons of love finding foolish fair for frankness and killing the mind she kept in kindness though pornography darkness is rechargeable for ignition through contemplation of stench I was abandoned with reclaims of the high nature and there are no accidents except her anatomy bred forth organism like that time she stood me up her dominant motherhood wavematron phallic surplus condition of autonomy closing her flesh envelope over her minoan female tower made me curious as I crept towards moment maximum intensity horizontal chainlike arranged whereby conversation became pointless camouflage consumption for the sailors was her call so don’t make me go into debt and don’t make me play this way now thou hast sorted out this stuff in your head he’s just trying to get back cable symmetry forgetting reproduction and transference blows unquestioned opaqueness through conflation or colludes with the refusal of insert and service while situation process repetitive delaying my love has gone escalator she’s calling the river over illusion at my core while on high heaven’s vengeance what you send out it comes back more get out of her my people the lady from Baltimore like we did for the eight rivals loose at feet where they lay in the vale water shot the last to go down with that man with high quality territory providing nuptial gifts for some other cherries study in their eyes not caring that my love she was kind and cruel but the judge sentenced him away and my plea before you open up your court was misheard but thieving was a thing she never was inclined but I should take a notion to and I don’t care if they all despise me or sing the shimmy down on Monday but that my love’s across the sea ten away or so and it’s nobody’s business and no friend can replace it or walk by the river’s brim with a hey down low walking as it were while the eldest pushed the youngest in yet I’ll be true to my love for the lane is longest that hath no turning as the fire that always keeps on burning to greet me as I lift up my eyes to the open green dome and the others there looking as I bought my love a fair-haired hoop to wear upon her manipulate a token of our own true worship and to remember me furthermore when he returns again on the account no more to be parted and glad progressively more and kalarna but some coroni corpal pororva clapsin otorle boodon nortal she comes on a train and now the same a lion on her dawn no one ever said Orion come out because he knew her reflected vaguely just project a continuity and say feeling that way they maintain but generating vertical spreading memories or existence perish but savagely don’t do as it’s not like you to hurt me and blessed yak den arta or resigned to his fate commander that nat den harper was caught for the joy of his crime still counting extant yak which widen as if dangerous wind stripped that meal by the charities of youth like to the womb of her paps remain calm all the important decisions have already been made for we don’t wrestle against the flesh someday we’ll sit on a mountain and work it all out pen on the table ink on the spot man outside the stable pin on the dot keep searching there’s a pain in the arms of the women now dead must split this round before convocation remembers cold as it was relative I’m not sure if it was Nova Scotia or German Expressionism obsessed me looks like now ignorant all was interested in came back for money like looking good natured whore was supposed to comfort him or something be on his side in the morning and by night safe within stand in on the actor and his long dog from Manatai the aura of civility complete pattern of when I was far from underground or widespread and she couldn’t see the point of closing next to me looking like a crystal stretched in water she was a mistress to all the world before the end came when we could see her market research as she stopped the foaming waves and as to how may erections she caused in a crowded room who can say with signs and signals from her hips no matter how you start you end up just the same and besides I like to rest sometimes and just linger while ignominious life overflows triumphantly perforated by a chivalry that dies abruptly while his clasint concubine concocts drunken entries for aggressive sheep who weep in plastic coma and I was lying down in the rehab on the way out of Milton without any thoughts as if it were embers
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Jeffrey Side has had poetry published in various magazines such as Poetry Salzburg Review, and on poetry web sites such as Underground Window, A Little Poetry, Poethia, nthposition, eratio, Ancient Heart, Blazevox, P.F.S. Post, Great Works, hutt, ken*again, and CybpherAnthology. He has reviewed poetry for New Hope International, Stride, Acumen, and Shearsman. From 1996 to 2000 he was the assistant editor of The Argotist magazine. He now runs The Argotist Online.
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