steve dalachinsky & jim leftwich

monks' death sweetened


monks'
sweet death that burnt breath down
vocal
was the chillinwog that
soard fir
weeks
assuming harsh & tolerant guuberness
strive
only as
stoves wilth change the impotent fleet
passion that foamed from
redirected craftlight
as
serial after cereal
the balls of chain relinked &
thus far fair
coughed toward gd's discomforted
burn swine burn the
spines
of
books
as fire
or twilit smoke
swindled fallen love hence
ruined horizons beckonith
great & pleasing sound.


dalachinsky - leftwich november 2006












book jolt


swine what thing
silent
blind &
tongueless
burn
like flag ice lemming limes
sweet splendid heaps of doorway mouthes
white tickets spun
around brooding mobiles
steel this boot
is still no joke
wound
like fleece notes gravy
at a loss for healthy speech
won - changed hands &
seal cards
no reform does make
a rugged hiss.


dalachinsky - leftwich november 2006