John M. Bennett




LA SORDERA QUE ME OYE

— For Jim Leftwich





re past

uh the twistered chain's yr
gg ate a loaf forgot ,outer t
orn an ear beside its eye cl
otted wworm teasing from yr
ttongue ,it's said shooter in a
chchurch back lurched below
yr door and pants a should
er collampsent next some
snore ,uh limping dog heads
shear yr lap ,lap indic
tive de la luz ni luz del
día infonético ,yr list yr
listing toward that pot of
shining beans .a rain's yr
name a coughing shoe con
añoranzas de tu calcetín
,del brillo de tu pan ultimista


Quemadura del segundo...
- César Vallejo




left over

antacid of my funneled eye yr
outer short vests my
towel and bbriefcase ,short the
eye sites long a severed inch
yr drunken chair falls off off
,it's ham and ice ,blanket cr
usted with yr lamp was broke
next week ,stomach lined with
lint .if the voted gun thrown
in a gut ter woke if the
am munition jangled in yr
pocket if the ear enters
an eye ,tastes yr fumes
and blooded rug yr lunch
crawls down a throat yr
claw it up if if if was
n or sewer spoke below the floor


El traje que vestí mañana...
- César Vallejo




lo mulo

inecdictive in deimmolective lect
ura detexturista yr facial wind
embolazonado washout dreams a
FFLOOD NI CUMBRE walnuts
c latter way inna hole dug
on flyday hoy es martes con
lluvia a intorrentes me puse
flojo sin bot ones walk of
water spurts OUT BINDING
page to p age to pag eee

implascable implosivble imbalastro...


...para el latido
lacio y contra toda corrección.
- César Vallejo




ufanito

pandoritmo
en galganado
y orfiebre p
úseme en
inhiesto

O enfulanado




dressage

rech ange uh shirt yr f
eet recharged the gagasoline
enclouded horse forgets be
hind garage a mattress b
lack with gnats think t
here b link and cr own yr face
his face or hers the acid
rains ,yr belt and pocket
g rumble somb er in a morning
fog .issued headache gate
a TV drags its teeth a
cross some window shade
the light of your keys ,a storm


...dientes que horonean desde la neutra emoción.
- César Vallejo




damplitude

form's split belt
glass of empty water
your trunk your shoe y
our endless entry mud
≈     ≈     ≈




exeunt

in hahabits the leg your
din unclouded ,rascible lip
shorted ,knotted in a towel
blots yr fog off with

but esencia's crumbled
sidewalk ,doubter shell
against a crumpled shed
chain a foot before the sill

unveiled the door its flies
take count of your pocket's
dirt streams from yr eyes

oh knotted page on the floor
ineffable sock burnt in yr thigh
yr keys stroll on the rainy snore


Son dos puertas abriéndose cerrándose...
- César Vallejo




mirror ,steam

chews un negck an c hews
at what ,it's tumba tatumba
,shady lung renamed a fork
.peeler wind ,wallowed dark the
sun yr clinging honey in the al
phabet alfabetoide or rinsing
the hot garbage pail its textural
seeds stunk and handed cough
the last bright orange .it blew
next Thursday or not a
breathless storm ,or was ,a
loomed plunge toward un alma
arenosa ,tela de dientes
fútiles mas sin embargo
.your distant phone your
osseous shaving of the lumination


...el agua
que surtiera de todos los fuegos.
- César Vallejo




catorce

lung dog c'est dommage
yr graveled steps

shoot alors
dusty wind offa tree

plantic shoe steps
thick thick ,lunge

the bread sat day
out aloud pas rien

soon mortífero
the mortar wakes

massif my floorhead
shoot alors

the suit the mud
the loot the flood


Oh exósmosis de agua...
- César Vallejo




flex or flaccid

rimless muscle's undot shape
yr raster ,rastro fasfulminante
como when o cómo dices .wowander
flaco como gordura ,thick in an
ear tu gripe ,aflorece si fuera
nopal o nudo ,engated ,formesco
,flâneur de agujas renombradas .I
you ensortijado con la manita
,mortaja concientuda ,asevero que
.write of falls off a roof a
lipless slipper in the gangly
rain your flexid form yr
laughter raised before a
crawling                               book


somba                 a                 sombra
- César Vallejo




edgeless

en balde
rimar

fog ,your rim




la leche del fin

son cosas de viejito que soy
enfaticóide mas ,ay el si
silencio de la oreja siniestra el
babarullo de la derecha in
tensitivo voy por el baño
para lavarme el paspantalón
)de tahntos haños de hinojos(
son cosas de mihijo cosas
deexinfinitas que se me olvidan
recordándolas )¡olvidos treme
bundos!( cuando me
muerdo la mano cuando
me sueño el túnel al
revés cuando no sueño la
nada que me estornuda los
ojos que ya me cerraba el
ojo derecho para habrir el
ojo siniestro donde la
nada no es nada ni lactante


Ese no puede ser, sido.
- César Vallejo




the green lens seen

chchugging the fog a fforkk a
washer choked in too much air
it's a salamita ,sudden swell
a soon to be it .inchange the
the ,es éso ése ,mamasticar
la chochinilla de tu lelengua
asterisca ,tubo de hábito ende
focused ,sharply ,a mist crawling
on yr window's dogless
chair :it's yr sweaty sandwich sleeps
it in ,mewling and hairy .unseen
el nopal del sueño con
su flor imposible...
te abre el aire pues


...y pende
a modo de asterisco...
- César Vallejo




Columbus, Ohio
November 2017




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