Tuesday, April 3, 2007

Thomas Lowe Taylor -- POEM IN SIXES

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Leased outer, a pander score the hearts at sway
no motor angling forward in passion's solitude,
the easier dreams would bury faster, see these
are the room's realms; my own positions remote
the liner, the specific doorway, taking former
plus or no, fathom dense align no movie skimmer

from foment drawn light outer scales spill toward
the looter palm, his skins no mother resting lies
pushed splitter to history a month or so denials
social attributes angular striations folder splits
monkeying the blue line blinking was not specific
enough for now, being no denial of the fortune.

A thruster-calm remits no pleasance into inner
sighs are folded star apart your own forgiveness
against the pool, his honor's plum at flying cents
the scrapped flutter no denial either, into seeming
cast afar, no glint or fashion, no detail too smooth
was shed-tomb, the fluids rotated out and then not.

These had cast. Another newer calm was rote enough
but fluttering the shiners at skill afloat, a dune
was single, was plussed, but not outer, not removed
the the shining hearts without substance, no shower
in the inner sign a flood plain and simple enough.


Speedier days, no remote, an alien fungicide heats
the flowered potion for up and coming, a dust or
fashion, again your appearance skids off the mark
to sentences which cast too far seeming locutions
the dusker at his song, the pusher at his casts.
Linger the moot description, holding affirmed, at.

Hormone housings add cluster punishers at double;
heaters do thrust delighted spooners their own
response into firmament oranger than now is soon,
to hold lingering elocutions their own drama
has scrimmed down the pontif newspapers flood arc
to toes or rounded things at scrapes heat gentry.

What model dug-outs to wart soma plasm hearing
the dimmer molecule flotsams; at stir, to plenty's
musk and frame--some holder scams ahead, in his own
uh, details, then, and possuming beyond doubt to
the empty dreams apart from your own keyboard, sing,
man, sing, and heat these empty vials no longer slim.

Was mole-tomb, or heavier rooms were doubt itself
skins beyond other removals hammering strings at
sloops to bay, hoops from hay; hear now, the knowing
eastern spins the grope to flooder shims, holds
you down beyond me, into doubt mothering singing
pins, pins and anchors to darker stones revolve.


He'd headed up to shims no doubter heaving signs
was booting down from mountain outer backspaced
the other day to firmer angles leaders unsupposed
what's going the thrower angling forward again.
Left or not, the fomenter skims aside, to leases
plunged or thrown, the leaner fools you down at.

I'd fooled these passes not aside, but loand again
the former stairs without seeming or hesitation, the
looking terms were pressed within seas to the doors
a lot like this, and forming again, yours to them
was a total flux and skull the donut meaning now
as this or not, the flood, the mountain and no shadow.

Pulling maps and forest tool, the uniform hours are not
what you thought, but make sums detail unique domes
the fuller skips and fastenings, isn't now the terror
of your own holding, the octagon meanders, less around
or wasn't moving nowhere, the nooner gasps were overheard
less tenor but not too soon, awaiting never but leans.

Your own movie spins away, tolling fortressed booms the
last crack of light, the last motive in its stains, his
becalms your own anchors thrust beyond nothing more than
the holding strains of what comes again to be seen inside
your own hours, throbbing looser ships the pencils' armor
placates doubt no easier than your hopes and mists along.

Portland Oregon
3.17.92