There's little to learn
in this city facility
Shops and venues shut up,
parks for grass alone
war games, packages,
transport, commodity,
nowhere to go,
without police,
berlinki,
designer dogs,
vegan hogwash,
ideological lobotomy
please please
wash your hands please,
please, not your brain
Spain would be good
but it's too dry
Athens roped-up
doped up, mythical
democracy
Berlin, Brussels,
Paris, Vienna
where to put the hose
where to get tattoos of henna
tantric walking shoes
nordic umbrella
Ghost-town down-town Sophia
with a gilt angel
Skopje, Makedonia
Shurtko Orizari
ambulance tirades
whole suburbs of fedora
flickering with falsies,
deep dish antenna
moonbeams,
subcutaneous telly
import dwarves from China
mopeds,
mental hygiene
products
throat coats, torpedo
torpor
Mordor, Moroder
irony curtains
in for a second term...
Eyelash, attachments
tooth-caps of irony
where are the seats in this taxi?
where are the seats on this tram for the animists?
down by the river
by the stump I reside
Ripped Covid Membrane...
Pan-American anti-christ
Brazilian Olympian
swamp rat antipasto
draconian first contacts
Flying Rivers
ayahuasca contract
for the head of old moguls
Headless capitalist
Fourth Reich
of failed anal erections
Thumbing through catalogues of utopias
with covid cruise-ships
when the time to wonder
where we are going
is HOWL
the first thing to do is stop screaming
the first thing to do is start
this shit ain't streaming correctly
this reality is screenless
who can think without remote
firmly in hand
How many bands you in?
Man I be 3 one non-gendered
seraphic factorable
free agent bonding
godxss
If I had 3 feet
would I be faster at walking
Is this the verbal smolder
escape code
plugged in waffle
embedded, shredded
minced meat
collateral shrapnel
All I can do
Is Howl
at this slice of moon
in the venerable window, my goggles,
venus fanatic in plasmic dress
refracted, far, near
wild card in forward scatter
nowhere, bridged
cosmic, peripatetic
the tool of the shaman
is his shadow,
don't phase me out,
don't force me
to use my aura on you
Superman ain't
nothing
but a Dionysian
loner,
the limousine's
too long
the queue to the shop
too long
the line
too long
it reads like Homer
All it does is Howl,
owl, rastic pinions
straight outta Minerva
my head in Minoan
my syllabus is the syllable
and my scrabble absolution
How tall, short, thin, buff
curvaceous, wan, spanned, close
beat, ascetic -- or what color
is cool this year?
We need a Spiderlady
to scale this pay wall.
Send me a zip file mail
with the collected code poetry
of Kathy Hacker.
Hell, I'll
Meet you in Bongolia
a raise you two
chickens
Does my dongle
meet with your blue-tooth approval?
Art is my nature
Nature is my art
Endlessly thoughtfully
fertile, fruitful --
wild boar roamage
in the valley of night
between the two cities
