1.

	like perseverance

only …

		less righteous,

sounding

     .seeing through to the speech writer.







2.

if we believe that all we have is experience
if we tend to exhibit the virtues in others
that we value in our own days…

(if I did write a ‘then’ previously,
what could its function be?)







3.

(exceptions to the value of deference)

	education

(you can’t just put it in)

you can’t escape the text.

	Does a text function like a ‘then’?
	Does it function like the implication
	of your life?

(recipient of disguised animosity)







4.

strings of arguments reduced to
what we must found…

	, themselves more often

the common life reveals
.Characteristic iterations.
.wit.

but people make mistakes.







5.

but utility is the only criteria,
grease the day’s soundtrack.

but with a wreath around your neck
to show your lust,

	broken,

food exemplifies care….
	but can only be eaten once
	and thus, can never
		have a rereading…






6.


is a hat kept on
or removed?
During sex
During dinner…
is a head kept secret?
does the cap
turn its back
and make us unable
to face each other?







7.

the world is made of paper
     blooming
restless conversation axons
hitching together on the mourning
dumb road less traveled, yes,
call it meaningless, but call it
what you must do
in the midst of burning Mylar wrappers
evoking coughs from cautious professors.







8.

___rain___
        fallen table
dirty napkin
washed up actress







9.

ppdd
top down,
then
bottom up.
which way the handle
grows.







10.

screen screen screen screen screen screen
screen screen screen screen screen screen
screen screen screen screen screen screen
scene  scene  scene  scene  scene  scene
scene  scene  scene  scene  scene  scene
screen screen screen screen screen screen
screen screen screen screen screen screen
screen screen screen screen screen screen







11.

melted butter
wilted flutter







12.

plop___
        dud
bad firecracker
no poem







13.

billy budd stutter now shudder
now shut the window frame
before you widower
before you catch your death of sails man
and the quiet pulitzer howitzer prize
winner wonder johanna ass of a berry for "self purtrue
in a convalescent mirror"
my my joeblack and coffee now waitress calls me honey
before I'm even done with the laundry of bills.







text © Francis Raven 2003
images © Rupert M. Loydell 2003

A Raunchland Publication
2003
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