Thomas Lowe Taylor -- SUD

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SUD

Founded afar, noon's color blue-orangish
The slugger spins away intense reveries
Clue the seller into more omnipotent strains
Of the newer motto you'd called aloud
And moved motive's clue against the more
Relinquintent sayings afar no matter to the
More than lineament-attuned reefer stain
Your own habitat made implemento by now
Their own thrusts are herein the more open
Tonality in restraint from further allowances
Than had been "in mind" more or less new




FLOUNDERED PLODDING

Afar no meter mates, stuck bewobble
The fluster spinks no doubt within
But hammers out what's against the tide

Here in the manner, no meter to your maid
But clinging hours in rescind the heavier
Hours to claim to dance again and fast

Zero. Inhaled monuments to fallible hours.
The dusker boots aplenty, then fastens
Whoer floated then beyond nor halts.

Air. Dolt. Pincushion. Another attack
Art. Venue light meter. Attitude stacks
Ex-sharks; putative punishment latent.




AJAX

Booter flan. I'd depressed down far enough. Held maybe; buttressed corn the name of the day you'd held me down from the inside. No helm is steering out, but still I call her name slowly. Cranberry clouds move quickly across my palm without answering dudes the moron tableknocker choir eludes mere spinty creamed outside potatoes the door the climax of which.

Simpler densities are the stuff of light. Here on the plane of inattention, here the musky divides are poled apart and wiled out enough cake of the birth. This is too far right now to go ahead. I'm tired of the bullshit, too, and wait for a real voice to penetrate from above, but in the absence of, the very innocence of, we'd settle for the real facsimile. Enough remonstrance, but let alone again.

Crafted pun a slippery indulgence ratfiled as quickly not fundament'd, nor heard without scores the doubt lessons are given on Wednesdays not the other way around, you'd say, you'd oppress not measure but democracy's unspoken commentary a currency pretense no structure a gradual diminishing of fog and 'niggardly' unreposessed dementia possess what's far too close to ignore. They heal in part time dancing where the television red recommence and hard to knock.

You never go back. Only stepping forward not possible to do otherwise slippering dormant yellow imitation of, or whatever described, not meant a detail would this becalm other spinnakers agronomy likens the dresser's doubt within her attitudes was not mentioned in ceramic dignity, the flowing acrimony not scalded lakes had a finishing hum was not Detroit streets the big beer bottle looming far above sidewalk shines her mocking slights as this would and not




IL RASPITUNATE

Blows him down. Bare rap of undisturbed elements. That's how they leave 'em gasping for air the gill slits flapping like oldman gums. That'd been just a little too much, not made pertinent but slipped and gabbled a dusky definito was the loot of the day. Spent.

Still, I'd blown a carcass getting here. Afforded flutes and bennies. Yet the purple strain strained at her gussets in floppier dorks made alert to what's not unspoke in the rattle of now and then, still a hooper destiny in the works for all youse guys hanging in the winds.

It'd narratived forward like a moot snoot. This was the spanker dude, still in his forties but a narrow set of jeans leaning against the bed. Not too much to smooth out long. A new grammar to the light lingo poled aside and let go like a speech that fails to move.

"What'd I say" you said. Or sang. Or shouted back across the denizens of the plank where a cool wind leaves you sagging inward a shout spun on your lips silent and blue where the Roman's windows leans the sagging of your skin a lingering home of parts.




THE BARKING DOG

Inside signs, you might say. Some occlusion in the dusk.
But it's hollow inside, a darkering bicker of night.
"Empty Within" you called it--
an inner state or a statement of fact?

It's a minor irritant, barking at everyone.
Maybe it's dog's way of talking...

A sign of the time, barking dogs everywhere
Just at the edges of hearing, a sturdy bark

In the dream, too, deep into night,
you drive while dogs trot up to the side of the road

dream on, you say, it's only a dream
the left ventricle retorts
two suck
spaaaah

binner-spine

no repute


would'd not occlude

butt knot fixed
likens out'd; thus.

Resistatrol (tm)





AUTO SHAPES

Grounded out

Like leeks, like luck
Over in the hereinafter
Firred. Again again

Butt'ld fornicular

The pus or fome.




SMOKIN

Such a death-trip wilderness
Suckin out there on the big nothing
You'd stick it in yr ear, if that'd help
But it's still all poison
You tell yourslf

Even a grandiose abstraction
Doesn't mask the want, the edge
But it's all over now, baby blue

What's supposed to help won't or
Don't or shouldn't or...

A drive for auto parts
Might soothe the day
it's blue all over
Even the moon
And nasty to the one you love.




HEARTNUT

Asleep in winter's tongs
Held tight in a stasis--
Full moon or fool moon?

Doors wide open, wind swirling through
Not even March
Wait'll night time due, another last
To censor on the spans of rhyme.
This'll whip or mettle, not a mattter
Of time or its "other".

Give way again, held out and silent
Give the door another spin;
Depress me not but chewing gum
Inside the driving stain, er, rain.

Or, song.

Would'd not
But said or did

Would or not,
And this, too, to send
Or call inside,
At seam or sentence.




ACRES DENSELESS

Your favorite words, one by one

The seamless journey
Inspired calculates
the moped brow
or forded underneath

He'd folded light alight
into stiffer formats
A rescue for the drama
unfolded underneath

Ultra-wided




ULTERIOR MOTIVE

Buffed up to a tonality
He boeuf's the blight fan
-tastic; load a peculiar mat
in yr headline, and stalk

bean-anna's yielded scream
made no anzoplasty inherent
drifts for Jona in the ballie
'oeuf d'wail.

You'd luded strange enough
To bold an calm the mere stupor,
Yet held me aside no mute'r
Than not, yet came inside you
Like a tight thing when let go
Goes far aside inside the yieldd plinty

And that'd ask




INEVITABLE PRESENCE

Lurid normal sex; allowances
Inert arised petrol emerges
With hungere patrol natty

Being there is here in same
You'd note and line-out s's
Like what's spunt and termo

Loved by the servo, you'r it
Likes the spoon to hold it
Now the right'r spook upheld




LARKSPUR LOVINATE PARAMOUR

Cluttering exclusive powerball
Fortunate allowance mephisto
Leaderboard sentence buried

Eclat larder pinion
Enocke position eclair
Border plated seminal

Rodded lesionate peminals
Florrid patina entering
Holds lotion dealer






When Skin the Roamer Dart

Yeilds to scan what's newer dirt
Than appeal'ded art that never skirts

This'lld peel yer outer limits
Never culled than stunt or permits
To them as not, but appear too steady

Thus'n knots the hour dear, but
Held and firm, the newer doubts
That slide aside and in fall
Gaspier hours than stall within





COars p'oon than Parts of

Looper deal your own hesitancy
To allow this this persistant
Clamor among yur own peasants
And dialect the whole thing out
Among sub-contractors of light




AFFIRMED NOR PRINTER

They've pled and skinned no natter
But plussed-out the hesitant sitter
Who couched a TV hour with a smile
And let it let, then left a mile ahead

You'd a been t'or and sloop to deal
But format and skarn the looser gr-
Grants and aids the eaves drooper
Heals and scoops your air away




NON-GAITOR

Elapsed poon the airier pests
Avail no scorn totes the belittled
Format skin lesser airs act
Beshamed at light lingers out
Your dances artemic languished

Jeebed fluts at her anchor not mailing any tours
Formal irons their own quick queries remind

Tumenesce, relinquor, attribuers, limenatode, fescule.

Azar




RUFFISTICULE

Lardometer repeats rapido-mente
Yr own distaste, perhaps.
Would wouldn't, an then sum

Reflector penetrando (inside
Her arms around the tight test
Leaks you upward gain saying

One-hung hardner




LEAKS THE SENTINAL PUD

Yr Sput, the clincher inherent,
Yodels at the noon, or clients-out
Her internal modem clicking again
As someone overhearing
Thespian skin tingles lightly skinning

The moon's movie carries doubts
Along-it, naming fires as something,
Then tangibles the outer climbs
To fir clings at wood-peg signs.
Heart blood beats oceans

Blow the signer pining! Heal the day!
The roping sky is leaning near,
Throws here and here blue light beaming
Up as saddles on paper horses flow

Door pope. Smokin What's left--
Arised scone of attentive peals.
Door thrown open. Songs of welcome.




N U R

Rendered delineate
Louter, louder'd

In these delicate airs renewal, harps no wooden airs
Rescind tent, "dog me to the stone"

Allows no distance the music borne atune lates stir
But dressed like liquor buttressed

Nor upper tense their term renewal, nor hops allowed
But formed aside eighters

In flat recall nor doubters love's ankles
Touted aside nor boats these skippers lined out

Toward total lowers low\ to have held
Heaps their sudden tiers below nor altered out

Where her signing outs their own reference recalls
The longer hours you'd met them down the malls

Or have haltered from the distances their own mechanic
Hards the tuner nats no stir therein but held again

Dacy's lamb, nor halted psalter requine termit pane
Nor holded offer skim this peen her tempo scorn

Nay, faulted time torn signs between, as halted torpor
Forms the flinty skin her sighs at sheen nor tempo

Then breaks aside at folds the sharper lore
Referenced out.

This would have been
Eats nor louder

Her fat a science to doubt
But lets them say anything

I'd held my own paces shore withdrawn
The folded paces led us toward the dawn

No motor in your madness
Heals these scenes to rout

Say some more, squeak them dull

Here'd a sail no further
Slopes deny them dint of the moor!

As : slumps : the door, slow apart
Then dumps no more, slips aside
Then leaps too far to know anything

Your'd been away too long, these
Fragments less eternal moments
Denied their own rectitude
You'd say "wha?"
Allowances

Heap of dented cannots.

Leans the flummy

Your own corker, laid away no longer doubt
Afield then marker, paid no stay at donger flaut

Lorks a teal'd minnow shapes her darker
Folded lines, then hear, nor folder poon.

I'd ahead, nor peaks to further, this, at doubt.
I'd said no further, hears too soon, these out
I'd paid him stutter beers a fool seas knots

Or, full. They'd remind the undertext
His own fulfillment wanders ahead

Or shrieks at longing arks their stead
And founder marks at sink and begin.
Thus and full. These are the ways.

Eyed marked ahead

Thus but seen, his armor
Folder state particulars lean

There, but inner asides recall
Their woes late a pinner dude

These lated pines, at foxers
Alight, hang the deal linger

At end you sea them down
At forgers lays a rusk debt.

Folder's effulgent musk, nur

There'd been another snout in the marker-dye, smoothing it all over
The place was not so much new as made another sign of the times
In the inert pleasures you'd consumed in transformative stillness
Made like dust or dirt from the consummate thousands in their own

Released internal the signage pulses plusses into the fathoms unforseen
Laid-by in the latening rusk of the pioneers laid by and set to the known
Air in the mosquito of their own seeing, later in the air but unforgiven
Always into the morning of doubt, riding out of the scene into the the

Or who'd you'd been in another life not so nice to those you loved
And let them by into the dreaming airs of known forgiveness
Anchor and stain in the lawns of tomorrow's now was nowhere
Seen-forseen into southern areas of the owners themselves at

(made a sharp, flowed-folded and then lapsed out, solid burn,



This gutteral essence

What'd you'd'd smoother sharps
Her whipped acts laid open at

Attitude, nor speak, nur fold
To the plower's held, this

Little dues what'r'd piffle
Nay insense, nor other out

Or You do another floater
Beading fortunate arborlites

Not new at all, but claimed
A sponsor heals domed sky



There's no measure

Not no how but how, as that
What'd wheels no doubt
Their airs are said in retreat

But held to terms aside, a
Foal would bead this tune
To mark betimes a wheel

No seams in whirling arts
They sail them down this
Air this is new to spell the

Whips signs their appeal
Would doubt it, too, and
Send them on along the li

Peals the door a fluent
Scorn the peals a due, the
Linger heats the planet.



Nor I believe we will

His song's ended tune
Leads the arrivals down
The liner's own appeal

Deals the diner skin
You don' mean me.
But better claws than
I do send some home

Fourteen dollar in the bank
The rest for foreign bills

But I don't believe it will



That's abbreviated

The longer was, but told, hisses
Nay skinner says skank, your hoot
Believes a scene in mental latitudes
Where bespoke was the jade attender
But blunt then knocked a poke
Their yielded oar, their heisted peak.



Their own masturbation peak

Wasn't held at the end, firm, but
Dressed out in the tempo of the lines

Her own relief was also spelled
The same air trembling atune'd

Butt-marked the load of tiny blends
Their own resistances made tool

Lettuce dikes the fool's territory
Therein and proper, but a joinery

To loose to make infirm, these
Arts and sciences a piffle-doubt

What's squeeze but the loaner
Rout, another pleaser in disguise

Laid back or plenty, oars too front
A marker leans too far along now.



There's a leaping slag

You noose asway nay plinty in her scorn.
Lapped at the firmer plane no poon into sects
As they are not plain but make asides too new
Arrived this plenty yields them down the raw
Affirms, quiescent, the layer ekes a farmer dew

Too soon insect, the river drawn aside newts
The skinner into darkling tents reside insert
Then roars ahead the coaster in the night
Astir within a spirit's multitudes declining

Apart no firmer in the stars would become
The starter within his own residential clime
A poorer lout might stare beyond inclemency
Toward a newer century, then talks again

There's a tool reclining, holding onto acts
Then a porter farms into the lightening rusk
Yet welcomes his son into the warm earth
Plowing down the sentries in their worth.



temptation

daylight's calm must foggy bottoms
her own delight is tangible
own a doorway to who i am

the silence of my own making
she waits by the doorway
not a mystery but a neighbor

her call for friendship not
an anchor on the mark
but a sign upon tomorrow

say this sails across your doubt
or lays anchor on my shore
a moment in the car

you turned away
afraid to touch--or was it foiled
nothing less your own...

that's the lesson in the mist
on the road from the bay,
hanging in the air, hanging there


settled marks, the hour, spread

Her legs are wide apart in my mind's eye.
Mantra of the seeing light
Finger on the mound
Riding high.

She yields me down a smoother lawn
Sighing signs are lost in shadow
Her hips are wide and moving in and down
The light behind your sighs is singing

Light this calmer sign in mark returns
As what is shared is also doubled
Your inner tontu drives me up
This moister line

Said i walked your sighs upside down
And left you singing me in again
Would clear the timing turns
Along my open heart



Total towers say hello

Your own marks are declining down
Billy boy you know you don wrong
He fit her inside his inner sign,
She comes again and again.




This was the lighter day

You folded me into seven hours
Made the snow melt inside
And wet the flowing pool
From here to there



What was a shipment of doubt

This a leer toward the right,
A foaming masterpiece laid aside
But meaning now that's the clue
You said hello and wept again



Rancorous delay your mounts

Surfed to the city's edges at night
The master clouds the easier reach
Nor folds nor tears the later flood
Than heals your melting shore.



From hunkers aside the glade

Spoke or felts the pooler mist
Delays your having this to peak
Then get high and say your name
Would score the boom-a-laka



All them wanna know

Then on the talking zydeco
Right on the fold on down
They call a pig
Or wouldn't pay a fool



That's what we're gonna do

Laid the page breaks a tuner
Follows me down the lakes
And met you in the back
I saw your breasts were weaving



Enough on the rope of tonight

I met you in the shadows of the light
A momento of the dawn
You wore a rising look of subjects
Reaching from the back of a fawn



Nor whisper said no matter in the mists

Here'd a newer signatory responsive, alerted outward
In the manner of the pines and formats unknown.
It'd speak't at firm her anchor plain and simple.
The doorways atune and spoke no anchor on the pain
But held your splinty ache, the northern pasture
Fortunate but faith or plenty in the heart's own
Knockers up, her buttress down aflame at heart
The floating palace markered upward into lines.



Yor, the schoon!

Thee, no harper shed. Lays a groove
The center sent, her at lude the tube
At hope, love's mark misses, send her
Down the line and roped ahead, loot.

This'ld split or pinner, dude, a hat.
Yours at the knockers up and piney
Held the door and split her down again

What you reminded was not so awful.
But sent against the wind, a lute's signifi-
Cants the lope'd outer, wind of the lusts

Song arised, his holed-out outer. This.



You can have the dog

It's reek a squirt. Then heavy toward the door.
But crosses next rivulet the foamer's heard.
Frankly, I'm alarmed. Wired into the sink.

Yours positive, Genuflectus Anonymous,
The latent savior's density unforgiven,
A hacker musty-eyed larker, signing.

This & that. A former gerund in disgust
Holds at bay reports of mugged loaf-tarts
Then pencils out cranberry and menstruats.



Figaro Monstruo

He'd said aside, here is the flux. I nodded out
Then poled my own fortunes for their doubt.
This is the linker food, a tomb for air's turning
Caught unwary pears their own tannin screwed
At pike or central, the land lands then turns aside.

How far you went into this. Then halted and reflect.
Nor plinty in her musk all healing and intense.
But flavored tongues their own penetration hits
And holds here in the aftergold pimento, in the air.

There's a sin, uh, in sink, er, ate her. Gotcha bold
Then harkd 'em Spamy links all golden glowb'd
A fool's err, and hunts them down against
The tune, the rope, the airy spumes of gold &
Light, at light's air's rescint and plenty, all aglow

You'd poled the refuse down, then held at bat
The rats and fathoms in disuse, dusky buttes
Their own fame recalled and then discards
Of rheum, of plenty, of oil in the hold, at Now.


NO MEATIER POTATOES

1

Founded afar, noon's color blue-orangish
The slugger spins away intense reveries
Clue the seller into more omnipotent strains
Of the newer motto you'd called aloud
And moved motive's clue against the more

Relinquintent sayings afar no matter to the
More than lineament-attuned reefer stain
Your own habitat made implemento by now
Their own thrusts are herein the more open
Tonality in restraint from further allowances
Than had been "in mind" more or less new

2

Founded afar, noon's color blue-orangish
Looseners into formations langoring down
The slugger spins away intense reveries
Youd'd plud nor master internal his owner
Clue the seller into more omnipotent strains
What'd clemency door nooner spins inside
Of the newer motto you'd called aloud
In the night forecast his hours' due not toward
And moved motive's clue against the more

Relinquintent sayings afar no matter to the
Lark internal what's house and garden for
More than lineament-attuned reefer stain
Therein rapunto the forward claims within
Your own habitat made implemento by now
Where's doubt no entry in the climbing stain
Their own thrusts are herein the more open
Who'd clawed nor penitent therein the mustard
Tonality in restraint from further allowances
Lets them down then strain again to looser ties
Than had been "in mind" more or less new

3

Founded afar, forms noon's color blue & orangish
Looseners into these formations langoring air down
The slugger tolls, spins away intense likens reveries
Youd'd plud wastrel nor master internal thus his owner
Clue the indigent seller into more than omnipotent strains
What'd clemency repeats door nooner spins lark inside
Of the newer these motto you'd aloud called aloud
In the night former forecast his hours' later due not toward
And moved clues to ant motives clues against uh the more

Relinquintent sayings longitudinal afar no mattering to the
Lark internal grouses what's house and tool garden for
More than lankier lineament-attuned looter reefer stain
Therein rapunto knickering the forward flowing claims within
Your own habitat in green made implemento pinnacles by now
Where's doubt entering no entry in the newer climbing stain
Their own thrusts forced are herein slamming the more open
Who'd clawed ahead nor penitent sluts therein the mustard
Tonality in another restraint from eagles' further allowances
Lets them once down then strain again these lingering to looser ties
Than had been lost "in mind" to more or less new angles lengthen.

4

A B C

Founded afar, forms noon's color blue & orangish
Looseners into these formations langoring air down
The slugger tolls, spins away intense likens reveries
Youd'd plud wastrel nor master internal thus his owner
Clue the indigent seller into more than omnipotent strains
What'd clemency repeats door nooner spins lark inside
Of the newer these motto you'd aloud called aloud
In the night former forecast his hours' later due not toward
And moved clues to ant motives clues against uh the more

Relinquintent sayings longitudinal afar no mattering to the
Lark internal grouses what's house and tool garden for
More than lankier lineament- attuned looter reefer stain
Therein rapunto knickering the forward flowing claims within
Your own habitat in green made implemento pinnacles by now
Where's doubt entering no entry in the newer climbing stain
Their own thrusts forced are herein slamming the more open
Who'd clawed ahead nor penitent sluts therein the mustard
Tonality in another restraint from eagles' further allowances
Lets them once down then strain again these lingering to looser ties
Than had been lost "in mind" to more or less new angles lengthen.

NUR SPLENATO

Ast after offer, she nur's nay plenty in her pinto.

Thus, another offer heard her screaming for forgiveness under the gun, under the whip,
"Stay, master, stay yr satiation in another realm, in the music where it hangs in the wind."

You'd occluded, nay rapunto, and heard in the whining signs at the end of the void, here where her own tomatoes scale the rack, wheel the dunes in singing realms at maid and term, the air's own school holds you outer in the realm of dunes and forlorn detriments;

There in the noon of rooms, history heals the less informal actions, signing time his voice in restitution skeins the heir, the "this" of that's own term and tempo as slicker airs redo.

Lator, in lateness meant no due but honor's term's tempo hoots along alloys of the light air in sense or outer, "Yo, il mahoud, her heart's a flamenco duel all meandering now!"

They'd late net markings, how clamored retains the sound /rapunto/ of the air's own heart in simple made the same line declining from outer codes to internal smooth, her other arc.

I'd marked out hard, then stayed, to hold no outer but the single skein, herein made taut, and less aside than simpler airs not spoken in the heart's own stroke one-on-one, the new.

Doubled skarners no forgiveness in tempo, in the line, in the song in the tune's own sign he hears her singing in his ear she comes so slow along and sighs the time along among.

Finishes fine tempos left astern in smoother angles reposed from where he signed on inner forms leaner now than not he hears her moaning in his arms again, a song for life.