Thursday, November 30, 2017



the raven sat on Snoopy's
head
   so what
so what
sleep
 with fishes
in Lake Tahoe
Jacques Cousteau

Tuesday, November 28, 2017





none of that matters
  forget about it
 really
   it. just. doesn't. matter.
like the trees worry
what
  the sky thinks
   or do they?
the cult of personality
    what is it worth?
        who made it?
           


privatized
  errata
      circumvented
the dirty dishes
        stealing money
though
   that's a given
   - the sway
the swagger
   gun toting
       gimmickry
as
  fear based economics
   star based
pedanticism
solemnity foregone
    mere theatrics
           crocodiles shed tears
               over the dead schnauzer
       $800 handbags
   with your face
    did you shave?
      look into the pool
    anybody floating there?
no just a giant inflatable
  plastic pizza slice
     whoo
   did you buy a new house?

Monday, November 27, 2017



buried 
 on the
 sideways 
  cracker barrel
 meanderings
   the forest for the trees 
    in a car
          moving hurriedly
 along the interstate




Sunday, November 26, 2017

I
before
E
MC
squared up
and 
took one 
on his glass chin






   the very truth
      squirrelled in bits and pieces and 
    like a jigsaw puzzle
                                           strewn across the muddied yard



 
       
       
      


jerry-rigged 
   jury rigged
seems like a days work
      polemics 
                      pollsters 
           podiatry 
what else ya got 
simple 
simon sez 
go back 
two steps 
for every one 
forward
     but don't listen to him
keep moving
     dogs bark but the limos keep rolling

 

Sunday, November 19, 2017








the truth can't cash
these irregular 
   wanton days 
  delivery 
 of rain soaked 
newspapers 
feet covered in 
rubber-banded 
 plastic bags 
    riding 
on   
riding 
on


 
   


Thursday, November 16, 2017


my memory
  like broken pottery
   cast into the sea
      worn smooth
     and rounded

Monday, November 13, 2017

a stony 
brew 
 left through 
the pickled cartoon 
    shenanigans:
two coyotes 
                    and a badger
 fearless fly 
             comes to save the day
                           but still armageddon in the news
                         the bar is lowered again 
                             so you head to the bar 
                     forget 
forget 
forget 
                believe not 
    believe the worst 
if you will
        acme tnt 
        painted tunnels 
    THIS WAY ------>>>>>>>
       meep 
       MEEP 
  somehow we rise from the explosion
   with a dumbfounded look
                  hair and face scorched again
      
    
   


Tiberius 
was no longer 
              interested
  he fled 
            to the beautiful isle
   the gem 
 the jewel 
       in the sea



Tycho Brahe
           lost his nose
       in a duel 
                   the astronomer 
      saw 
                       a nova stella
    and wrote it down 
              some said his artificial nose
  was gold 
  others silver
                                                 but
                                                         when they exhumed him
  they found traces 
of brass
                           no matter



we didn't go to the blue grotto
  that day 
    she was 
   a bit too persistent
          instead we 
                                         hiked (or did we take a trolley?) to the church 
   on the mountain top 
    we had lunch 
    in the back 
   and nearly 
got shot 
  by a pheasant hunter 
       he ran off with the bird
  under his arm 
 unharmed 



in the water 
I found 
 smooth stones 
    but not stones-
    pieces of glazed ceramic
worn smooth
and rounded 
 by the sea

  
         

Sunday, November 12, 2017

the braun
e-stein 
    equi-tide 
galvanization demands 
 purged of articles 12 and 15
                        -footloose bombardment of non-nucleide imparcelment slippers
    syntax corrected on the 11th of November 
   Messrs Q &R
                                            sympathetically incentivized 
                                                                 toward animalistic tendencies 
                                       displaced said slippers 
                                    on the dirty landing -
        the steerage photos
   albumen 
   stood encased by 
 the window   
    until gerdie slipped 
and broke them 
                     summarily dismissed

 
i forgot
 the tide
 the time
 we took
 to get here
       now looking back
it just doesn't seem
right
the
way
you write it down
  where's the emptiness
    where are the dead spaces in between
 still,
you seemed to think
nothing has changed
   but
there's a world of difference
     now
   what is it
 something stupid
i'm sure
  not worth consideration
so fuck it
       play another song
 how does that one go

 

Wednesday, November 08, 2017




Charybidis
    sweet nectar of the streets
   befouled
     and ancient
like the faeces
of the gods
     bright brilliant
morning
gifts given
the miracles become
     pedestrian
       jupiter
saturn
mars
    a panopoly
 of
   heavenly bodies
   leaving only their
offspring
war famine disease
 love treachery inspiration
  we can read the stars
      gravitational waves
    move tide and time
but not the freaking traffic!
    

Monday, November 06, 2017

oh 
the dear bonnie 
 lads 
      so youthful and 
                                        filled
 with spirits 
 ghosts now wander 
these halls 
                 lives spent 
                          some taken 
                                      some given
 but still 
we live on 
                    and new blood
    is spilled 
                   wine is spilled 
                  we drink the 
  wine 
     it ain't Jesus's
      but the blood of 
the grape 




the caryaitids
  circled the light
as we
set up
the
   streets
     down in the
  acreage
     the chemistry
was
  evident
    some strided
others ran
 the words were too much
   so they
passed large vials
   of glass
   between the
coconut palms
   one man had a pet mountain goat
another
 a dwarf pygmy tiger
    electronics were suffering
we steadied our ohms
   on the kitchen table
 the one with the red and white
checked tablecloth
 




Friday, November 03, 2017



defiant 
   truculent 
    ambiguous 
             but the blues 
                       keep raining 
                        down 
hey 
fats 
 so long 
(not you)
    
   walkin blues 
              still
           strap your boots 
    on 
                                  we got whiskey 
   yeah but 
        my head hurts
                                       the sugar daddy man 
                       can't 
                              slide that bottleneck 
                          the rain is letting up 
        i'm keep on 
keepin on

 
 
 
  


a
stones throw
from
the pickle
you're in
not
 a casual embrace
but
you
 steel
yourself
 for a fortnights
misgivings
  then throw the swim trunks on the bed
 and try to
reach that
gin and tonic
 slide
     braced again though
you wished
for nothing else
 strange
how things
can change
  so quickly








Dominique Lowell ©1992
sighted
 the 
 carrier 
   pigeon 
     endless sights
 from 
beyond 
3rd st
      taking a brown bag 
 bottle 
from your pocket 
and walking 
walking 
until    the poetry 
catches up
     some barrier 
to your senses
 something that wasn't there 
 before 
but now 
you can't shake
 
  

Thursday, November 02, 2017

why did I buy that
 I was looking for inspiration
  something new
 something different
something
fucking
anything!
 haha
 oh well
 I'll wear my fart on my sleeve
so to speak
 tear up the stupid
with more stupid
 the tepid
the uncontrolled
 the waistrel
pissing it away
   something is saved
though
something

Wednesday, November 01, 2017

day one
seemed like a dream
it didn't really go so well
    people texting
wandering around
 talking to an artist for
a really long time
in his garage studio which opened into
a giant work space
  he gave me a hit of LSD in foil
god knows when I would do that!
 he was kind and he was busy working as we talked
moving the little wood shapes
on the board -
from the top the shapes looked in a regular geometric pattern
  but from the side view
they were going all different directions
 tension amongst the order
hidden tension