tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35477985186890002522012-02-16T08:08:02.492-07:00Your source for all things Sundinian.Sundin Richardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05682956919799132059noreply@blogger.comBlogger411100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547798518689000252.post-68133881251913303142011-06-27T10:51:00.002-06:002011-06-27T10:52:16.900-06:00Where I was<div>hit is now a</div><div>flower patch</div><div><br /></div><div>A patch</div><div>of flowers</div><div><br /></div><div>Everybody</div><div>invites me</div><div><br /></div><div>To every</div><div>thing</div><div><br /></div><div>Even</div><div>executions</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3547798518689000252-6813388125191330314?l=wordsofsundinrichards.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sundin Richardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05682956919799132059noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547798518689000252.post-82396091390770531532011-05-25T18:29:00.002-06:002011-05-25T18:33:40.509-06:00With aes alienum<div>I'm healthy as a </div><div>horse</div><div><br /></div><div>Led to the </div><div>glue works</div><div><br /></div><div>Dissolve</div><div>and slide </div><div>under a door</div><div><br /></div><div>All gold is </div><div>born in super</div><div>novas</div><div><br /></div><div>And I'v got</div><div>these henhouse</div><div>ways</div><div><br /></div><div>Ruined by tall</div><div>doors and short</div><div>shades</div><div><br /></div><div>Pass the amphora</div><div>Clotho, Lachesis</div><div>and Atropos</div><div><br /></div><div>You bitches got </div><div>some explaining </div><div>to do</div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3547798518689000252-8239609139077053153?l=wordsofsundinrichards.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sundin Richardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05682956919799132059noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547798518689000252.post-71358037608951746552010-03-14T15:31:00.002-06:002010-03-14T15:35:22.975-06:00It's another sort<br />of possession<br /><br />gathering steam<br />for the faithful<br /><br />You hit the curve<br />too fast and the car<br /><br />slides like the last<br />card from the deck<br /><br />O Infanta Morgana<br />an experiment<br /><br />from the<br />start<br /><br />I see your white<br />ness yonder<br /><br />And laying<br />your hand<br /><br />on the plant<br />nothing happens<br /><br />Hanged hung<br />the difference<br /><br />is if the<br />clothes<br /><br />are filled<br />full<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3547798518689000252-7135803760895174655?l=wordsofsundinrichards.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sundin Richardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05682956919799132059noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547798518689000252.post-33542462937663458052010-02-13T00:37:00.002-07:002010-02-13T00:40:50.261-07:00Allowed in<br />you reek<br /><br />of girl sweat<br /><br />and A plus B equals C<br />in a tantalian sun<br /><br />And smiling<br />in your age<br /><br />Absence makes<br />the heart<br /><br />the devil's<br />workshop<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3547798518689000252-3354246293766345805?l=wordsofsundinrichards.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sundin Richardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05682956919799132059noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547798518689000252.post-78195224388281820662009-11-21T13:51:00.002-07:002009-11-21T14:00:41.994-07:00Clink goes<br />evidence<br /><br />Insupportable on<br />close inspection<br /><br />Allow first<br />credence<br /><br />To come up<br />from a well<br /><br />Just big enough<br />to fall in<br /><br />The X on<br />the map<br /><br />Headlights<br />flash on walls<br /><br />Intone a mother<br />fucking prayer<br /><br />The one that says<br />singe then sleep<br /><br />The cab's<br />outside<br /><br />And<br />honking<br /><br />*<br /><br />Let me go<br />I gotta<br /><br />Sharpen<br />my teeth<br /><br />To<br />earn<br /><br />My<br />boutonniere<br /><br />Mad-dog<br />all you want<br /><br />Numphe arms<br />are only so long<br /><br />Honor<br />origin<br /><br />Even as<br />generations<br /><br />Slide into<br />inhumanity<br /><br />Even over a<br />hospital bed<br /><br />Take the siphon<br />from its holster<br /><br />And wave<br />it around<br /><br />*<br /><br />Mis<br />taking<br /><br />Chemicals<br />for grief<br /><br />Loose the<br />dogs all over<br /><br />For all<br />I care<br /><br />Many dawns<br />goddamnit<br /><br />Sprinkle your<br />sun somewhere<br /><br />Else for<br />once<br /><br />I'll give you<br />the coordinates<br /><br />Promethium<br />for oracle<br /><br />Numphe<br />arms reach<br /><br />Only lists<br />names adresses<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3547798518689000252-7819522438828182066?l=wordsofsundinrichards.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sundin Richardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05682956919799132059noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547798518689000252.post-83790978169400520242009-11-21T13:37:00.002-07:002009-11-21T13:41:48.348-07:00Pick a famine<br />any famine<br /><br />Gentle a welt<br />enschauung<br /><br />What changes<br />from blue to red<br /><br />To make you alert<br />to make you notice<br /><br />The leveled barrel<br />and glass by your boot<br /><br />That I speak to you<br />only in my sleep<br /><br />Hustling nekuia<br />among little terms<br /><br />For a structure grows<br />its own controls<br /><br />Gutters slosh with<br />or without me<br /><br />And the proof<br />is the same<br /><br />A rag covers<br />my face<br /><br />First last end<br />uring embrace<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3547798518689000252-8379097816940052024?l=wordsofsundinrichards.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sundin Richardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05682956919799132059noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547798518689000252.post-8191313800694068412009-11-21T13:27:00.002-07:002009-11-21T13:33:42.441-07:00Picked up a<br />mournful thirst<br /><br />By the slap of<br />an Aldis lamp<br /><br />That we lose some<br />thing by proportion<br /><br />Clinging to ciphers<br />or a shared cup<br /><br />The engagement<br />is wholly local<br /><br />Penumbra pierced<br />straight away<br /><br />Seen behind<br />rocks<br /><br />Roll up<br />rightly<br /><br />The wagons<br />are untied<br /><br />So let's<br />go<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3547798518689000252-819131380069406841?l=wordsofsundinrichards.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sundin Richardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05682956919799132059noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547798518689000252.post-13061813749603054602009-10-17T12:14:00.002-06:002009-10-17T12:20:22.302-06:00In an every<br />day night<br /><br />The little moons<br />of your fingernails<br /><br />Are the<br />only flares<br /><br />Yet the cask<br />a thousand years<br /><br />Appetence<br />seen as<br /><br />Gladly dragging<br />chains<br /><br />Glad chainish<br />joke<br /><br />Wings in the<br />thick of the body<br /><br />Conserve that<br />I might spend<br /><br />You<br />forever<br /><br />Busted<br />as that bottle<br /><br />Sharp and<br />shooting germs<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3547798518689000252-1306181374960305460?l=wordsofsundinrichards.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sundin Richardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05682956919799132059noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547798518689000252.post-68304099681454018132009-10-11T19:31:00.004-06:002009-10-11T20:16:01.270-06:00Pawntickets are<br />the valentines<br /> I deserve<br /><br />If a train runs<br /> run<br />it down<br /> and catch it<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3547798518689000252-6830409968145401813?l=wordsofsundinrichards.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sundin Richardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05682956919799132059noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547798518689000252.post-58455959602299287902009-08-01T10:24:00.004-06:002009-08-22T15:28:04.651-06:00In 1934<br />at the height<br />of the Depression<br /><br />The Helper<br />City fathers<br /><br />Flooded Main<br />Street and let go<br />fish<br /><br />To be caught<br />and kept<br />by a populace<br /><br />More used to<br />hookers and<br />whiskey<br /><br />In hopes<br />they might<br />not notice<br /><br />The<br />lack<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3547798518689000252-5845595960229928790?l=wordsofsundinrichards.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sundin Richardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05682956919799132059noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547798518689000252.post-1482378282631915082009-06-27T12:25:00.002-06:002009-06-27T13:36:44.889-06:00There’s the blue<br />growl under bangs<br /><br />Some kids run<br />through glass<br />and some don’t<br /><br />A wrong wind<br />feeling<br /><br />pulse through<br />eyes<br /><br />Mesmerize<br />the vulcanism<br /><br />of the prism of<br />the chase<br /><br />I like to hold<br />a bit of fire<br />when I can<br /><br />Glister on<br />the way to<br />the knucklebuster<br /><br />Best at<br />half<br />heartbroken<br /><br />Little how<br />stars are<br />little<br /><br />Keep the win<br />dow open a bit<br />longer<br /><br />Bug-a<br />breath<br />breath-a<br />boo<br /><br />Cut me happy<br />back to a<br />globe<br /><br />Speechless<br />Goes the good<br />work<br /><br />No health<br />looks like<br />this<br /><br />Timbers get<br />shivered<br />anyhow<br /><br />Clouds hurt<br />like your face<br />underseen<br /><br />Crash bang<br />shiboleth<br />crowd among<br /><br />The images<br />why don’t<br />ya<br /><br />And I’m more<br />tired<br /><br />Odi et amo<br /><br />Than a<br />month of<br />Sundays<br /><br />You're in<br />visible but<br />not the sun<br /><br />The elbow’s<br />evil engine<br />purrs too good<br /><br />The blank<br />the howling<br />blank<br /><br />It’s golder<br />in a wolfish<br />world<br /><br />Ordnance<br />painted with<br />names<br /><br />Tearing<br />optimism<br />of it<br /><br />Let me<br />know the<br />lack<br /><br />It’s greener<br />in a wolfish<br />world<br /><br />Shade charm<br /><br />Of that weird bush<br />under a copper roof<br />all streaked<br /><br />Sunnish rain<br />voltometers mend<br />a bare bulb<br /><br />Bring me two<br />of every<br />animal<br /><br />Verti<br />gris<br />amber<br />gris<br />verti<br />go<br /><br />Angel by<br />the second<br />two bits a<br />gander<br /><br />Fog in just<br />that one spot<br />every morning<br /><br />Not a white<br />flag in sight<br /><br />Weeds have<br />knocked your<br />name out<br /><br />To my good<br />to my good<br /><br />Daily beaten<br />then calabashed<br /><br />In the saftey<br />of my consequences<br /><br />Along with the owl<br />I hoot<br /><br />Cut<br />as in<br />slashed<br />rent sun<br />dered<br /><br />Fill<br />din<br /><br />My love<br />oh so fig<br />ment soft<br /><br />Airplanes<br />make the<br />only clouds<br />today<br /><br />Pinklike<br />and scooted<br />Over dawn’s<br />mountains<br /><br />An<br />onslaught<br />of benefits<br /><br />I expect to<br />be stricken<br />any second<br />now<br /><br />By love or hard<br />life or wanting<br />the lion not lamb<br /><br />This thing which<br />looks like something<br />else<br />but isn’t<br /><br />You talk to your<br />jewelry and it<br />talks back<br /><br />No shadows<br />to cross<br /><br />You’ll swim in<br />the sun a<br />millionth power<br /><br />Who am I<br />mocked by<br />such frilly<br />things<br /><br />Shining in a<br />timpani of<br />leaves<br /><br />You do<br />the dishes<br />you yell in<br />the night<br />rescuing moons<br /><br />The house of the rising<br />blast furnace<br />continues to fuel<br /><br />Skip all talk of<br />scents the hills<br />protect and<br />serve<br /><br />A thousand<br />years a day<br />cults of bliss<br />have no sway<br /><br />Make it blunder<br />busses at twenty<br />paces<br /><br />And easy<br />highest noon<br /><br />Desperado<br />myths<br />fall upside<br />down from a<br />sea<br /><br />Hit you<br />right in the gob<br />first things first<br /><br />Annihilateify<br />there’ll be plank<br />walking aplenty<br /><br />I’ve tossed<br />my church key<br />to the wind<br /><br />He who<br />laughs longest<br />dillies no dally<br />laughing loneliest<br /><br />“It’s for you<br />for me<br />for everybody...”<br /><br />Recounting<br />how accountable<br /><br />Kindling<br />glow<br />ash<br /><br />A last second<br />bash when you<br />leave your shoes<br />behind spinning<br /><br />Lamps on in the<br />middle of day<br /><br />clown about town<br />Morphic abilities<br />make us free to<br />go<br /><br />Stepping off<br />bird bird<br />fool’s gold<br /><br />Echolalia<br />with the sun<br />is<br />wanted<br /><br />Un<br />able<br />to<br />un<br />derstand<br />comfort<br /><br />Toothed in<br />a toothy place<br /><br />Valentines<br />scrape<br /><br />You are<br />the very<br />blink of night<br />thralled in a cosm<br /><br />Alight<br />soft as you can<br />every now and then<br /><br />Flourish blades<br />or red stripes<br /><br />Landing like you<br />do skeewampus<br />by heat or light<br /><br />Honey in the blood<br />festa fatourum<br />the bride veils right<br /><br />Ensorcled neon<br />harps left<br />then<br /><br />Shimmer in the bowl<br />watching the phone<br />ring brazen as ever<br /><br />Winedark baby<br />blues shanked of booze<br />by the mailbox<br /><br />Furbish shores<br />with time to spare<br /><br />Sorry me<br />no sorries<br /><br />A rose by the steps<br />missing any voice<br /><br />I land the last train<br />of day<br /><br />And I was brutal<br />in my Ithaka<br />thinking never<br />to be lost<br /><br />Showdown among<br />clamors<br />my heart broke<br />in the noise of it<br /><br />Now two<br />rips a<br />shoulder<br /><br />Call it<br />a<br />promotion<br /><br />Polyphloisboian<br />light strips<br />the carriages<br /><br />At your<br />glance<br />suddenly<br /><br />Everything is<br />out of service<br /><br />Ye gods<br />and little fishes<br />was a thing said<br /><br />In surprise<br />when<br />squirrels left<br />the iron pile<br /><br />The yard<br />is a place<br />my hungry<br /><br />Hooligan talk<br />darts through<br />complete<br /><br />C'est moi<br />dans la<br />poubelle<br /><br />Birds<br />shoo<br />from<br />trees<br />as they're<br />supposed<br />to<br /><br />Con<br />trail<br />con<br />trail<br />who's<br />that<br />up<br />there<br /><br />Adaptive<br />radiant<br />from the<br />dungeon<br />arium<br /><br />Rise and<br />continue<br />juiced up<br />along a color<br />less river<br /><br />This thing's ill<br />egal tender for<br />all debts<br /><br />Fasting<br />or full<br />the stain's<br />the same<br /><br />A singing<br />for this very<br />human stuff<br /><br />Sane<br />in a circus<br /><br />Shudder down<br />the middle<br />light shifts<br />for holocausts<br /><br />Don't it?<br /><br />Guarded<br />like a one<br />armed convict<br /><br />Reset the<br />chemicals<br />to balderdash<br /><br />When the<br />climate<br />climbs<br /><br />To rest<br />no rest<br /><br />Champion<br />voodoo<br />among rocks<br /><br />The Good Humor<br />man got drafted<br /><br />Then it was<br />up<br />to us<br /><br />Soaking the<br />organism in<br />snake-oil<br /><br />The quick<br />red fox<br />jumps over<br />the lazy<br />brown dog<br /><br />The weather<br />control machine<br />in my brain<br /><br />Works<br />off and<br />on<br /><br />What are<br />these nostrums<br />quickened<br /><br />Moira<br />I didn't ask<br />you to the<br />fucking prom<br /><br />Walking<br />mud by<br />a lake<br /><br />Light<br />finds<br />light<br /><br />This is<br />the truth<br />of space<br /><br />Choking<br />on<br />moon rocks<br /><br />Trying to leaven<br />possible with<br />probable<br /><br />Moronic architecture<br />episode not cause<br />keeps a wolf at the door<br /><br />Thus the ass<br />backwardness<br />relumes<br /><br />You gotta<br />love these<br />alpha waves<br /><br />My cupcake<br />my funeral<br /><br />This hits<br />hard empty<br />stomachwise<br /><br />A corvair<br />for<br />light on leaf<br /><br />A cryptozoologist<br />I pour over the<br />animal<br /><br />Guessing it's<br />food<br />quite a spread<br /><br />Gnawing<br />the same<br />monkey<br /><br />Leaping<br />the same<br />space<br /><br />Grossing<br />a place with<br />monuments<br /><br />A future<br />featured<br />for what?<br /><br />The sad<br />pleasures of<br />eavesdropping?<br /><br />Yanked whole<br />from the ground<br />gives elements<br /><br />Their value<br />"pray if you<br />have to..."<br /><br />Wasps groan<br />in sugar<br />like we know<br /><br />Fully nef<br />sidious<br />breath or bell<br /><br />Striking stars<br />strictly<br />speaking<br /><br />For prestochangos<br />near important<br />buildings<br /><br />That I shut<br />up for a<br />minute<br /><br />Anti-gone<br />the sun and<br />a vacuum<br /><br />Fata Morgana<br />at the end<br />of summer<br /><br />Shows her<br />pretty knees<br />then leaves<br /><br />Because I'm<br />a bastard<br />true blue<br /><br />Name the<br />new dog<br />Blind Spot<br /><br />This is<br />the first<br />step<br /><br />To becoming<br />President<br />Preposterous<br /><br />Of the<br />deeply<br />underwhelmed<br /><br />Dark houses<br />stirring foam<br />with wind<br /><br />What's<br />this mood<br />lighting?<br /><br />Get a jacket<br />honey the trees're<br />turning in<br /><br />And cross<br />the street<br />with care<br /><br />Sunday best<br />just isn't<br />enough<br /><br />Skidding a<br />turn fast as<br />all get out<br /><br />Hum the last<br />few bars<br />like that<br /><br />Question marks<br />for eyelashes<br />shade not shelter<br /><br />Any landing<br />walked away<br />from is good<br /><br />Is wisdom<br />licensed for<br />survivors<br /><br />And there's<br />no tawdrier<br />medal allowed<br /><br />I Galahad<br />it all<br />around<br /><br />Out of spite<br />out of love<br />because of time<br /><br />And today is<br />the first of a<br />new condition<br /><br />Antarctic<br />as in bear<br />less<br /><br />That's a rattle<br />that'll keep me<br />up nights<br /><br />Fur all lighted<br />in greenery<br />a little cry<br /><br />With my<br />name on<br />it<br /><br />That's no<br />place to<br />leave her<br /><br />By a dump<br />ster without<br />heat or light<br /><br />Dolce sleep<br />dolce tight<br /><br />Scarcing<br />from the<br />Nut Hut<br /><br />Is easier<br />done<br />than said<br /><br />A thing<br />among<br />things<br /><br />Clean<br />clean<br /><br />Baby's first<br />words were<br />Bomb's Away<br /><br />A real sign<br />reading<br />Caskets &amp; More<br /><br />How it<br />slithers<br />through<br /><br />A whisper<br />a promise<br />under the wire<br /><br />Re-swear<br />right now<br />with a growl<br /><br />Furthering<br />Governor<br />ship<br /><br />Over a<br />train that's<br />sailed<br /><br />Even those<br />fingerprints<br />are radium<br /><br />Burning<br />in a<br />burned night<br /><br />Solum<br />not bed<br />rock<br /><br />To put<br />your hand<br />on<br />To sink<br />your teeth<br />in<br /><br />To marry<br />your glance<br />to<br /><br />Even these<br />weird<br />encumbrances<br /><br />Glass<br />under<br />foot<br /><br />And plenty<br />of yellow<br />to surface<br /><br />Throw a sheet<br />over that donkey<br />the landlord's a-comin'<br /><br />Learning<br />to speak<br />accidentalese<br /><br />Oh quandary<br />fuck-it-all<br />Phanaean<br /><br />Liquid<br />if you<br />want<br /><br />Gradient<br />from the<br />bumper cars<br /><br />Left looking<br />right as if<br />Helios<br /><br />Didn't<br />pay the<br />rent<br /><br />I'll shoot the<br />dice but it's<br />unfair<br /><br />That sky<br />reds all<br />over<br /><br />Awright and<br />whatever<br />blood I think<br /><br />Dries I think<br />between fore<br />finger and thumb<br /><br />Marks<br />nothing<br />salient<br /><br />My guess<br />is something<br />big not large<br /><br />And the moon<br />just 'cause<br />we're looking<br />Stays there<br />rightly shining<br />some strays<br /><br />This juju<br />climbs<br />an edge<br /><br />That's its<br />nature<br />goddamnit<br /><br />And who do you<br />think you are<br />Christabel?<br /><br />The urge<br />to gobble<br />one's face<br /><br />Comes strong<br />from webby<br />corners<br /><br />Or a certain<br />blue at a<br />certain speed<br /><br />Cri<br />de<br />coeur?<br /><br />Sniffing out<br />the monkey<br />messages<br /><br />Im<br />pulses<br />pulse<br /><br />Give me<br />one good<br />reason<br /><br />To<br />darken<br />doorsteps<br /><br />And we'll<br />call it<br />even<br /><br />Even as<br />we change<br />sides<br /><br />Leaves<br />fill the<br />cradle<br /><br />Name<br />that one<br />Justice<br /><br />Little<br />folkish<br />motions<br /><br />Ease sleep<br />in the night<br />in the day<br /><br />Fiddle<br />not<br />violin<br /><br />Armistices<br />are meant<br />to be broken<br /><br />Savonarola<br />on the steps<br />Mani guttered<br /><br />Zero<br />is<br />obvious<br /><br />According<br />to these<br />lights<br /><br />Moon<br />and snow<br />fused<br /><br />I yank off<br />my ski mask<br />for one last<br /><br />Trick losing<br />heat for sight<br />water or splinter<br /><br />Commedia<br />dell 'arte<br />clamors<br /><br />Oh cripple<br />oh spices<br />oh paw<br /><br />I place my<br />pallet here<br />and snooze<br /><br />Worn out<br />by combat<br />superfluous<br /><br />Always<br />you'll<br />be in a<br /><br />Doorframe<br />smiling<br />the only<br /><br />Shot<br />grazing<br />my skull<br /><br />Your eyes<br />one perfect<br />blue<br /><br />Forever<br />and<br />ever<br /><br />Light along<br />leafy veins<br /><br />No Azriel<br />needed<br /><br />Crepuscule<br />hours ago<br /><br />Glints of steel<br />go ignored<br /><br />'Cause the Friend<br />walks lightly.<br /><br />Along ruined<br />roads singing<br /><br />New ditches<br />undocumented<br /><br />And here's<br />to you sun<br /><br />The red on the ground<br />from light not heat<br /><br />Late summer<br />companions<br /><br />Made invisible<br />at an angle<br /><br />A poor boy<br />I stay leaving<br /><br />Ragged help<br />for the hunt<br /><br />And<br />hurl<br /><br />Distances arranged for<br />love and responsibility<br /><br />The crow figures a<br />way into the bottle<br /><br />All guesswork<br />removed<br /><br />A jail of mirrors<br />with nails<br /><br />A pencil or<br />a train<br /><br />I find a grin<br />whenever<br /><br />Whatever<br />context<br /><br />Gets<br />finished<br /><br />Some<br />quemaderos<br /><br />Naming<br />yourself<br /><br />An open<br />museum<br /><br />You<br />say?<br /><br />Shit I'll<br />be there<br /><br />It's the day<br />after Halloween<br /><br />And light<br />is thick<br /><br />With post<br />zombie purity<br /><br />Sent from<br />the front office<br /><br />Eyes ring be<br />cause pills<br /><br />Fly away<br />like flies<br /><br />Finely purchased<br />and deeply graded<br /><br />According to<br />the handbook<br /><br />This should've<br />worked by now<br /><br />Choked grainy<br />glow of it<br /><br />Cooking<br />carefully<br /><br />As if it were<br />imaginary<br /><br />Tick tock<br />speaks a sun<br /><br />Full of good<br />news<br /><br />Squashing<br />the dewiest<br /><br />Dew take<br />one in the<br /><br />Mini-bar<br />for the team<br /><br />A tunnel<br />a walk<br /><br />We find this<br />stuff warm<br /><br />Despite<br />the map<br /><br />Ultima Fool<br />it must've said<br /><br />Shot full what's<br />a captain to do<br /><br />Let 'er sink<br />let 'er lie<br /><br />Light combs<br />us always<br /><br />That's how we<br />know positions<br /><br />Investing in an<br />All Crazies Must Go<br /><br />Doctrine<br />see ya later<br /><br />Crazy<br />gator<br /><br />I look damn silly with<br />this hole in my head<br /><br />But it makes a<br />good commandant<br /><br />Premiumize a<br />starting line<br /><br />The heart's bundle<br />is in yon chifforobe<br /><br />For your<br />delectation<br /><br />Telling time like<br />everybody else<br /><br />Prophet<br />not profit<br /><br />I wish we'd met<br />while I was conscious<br /><br />Liberty last<br />defended<br /><br />Good with<br />a knife<br /><br />Ivy climbs<br />the chair<br /><br />The warp<br />and woof<br /><br />Of a hum<br />ming machine<br /><br />That presence<br />we used to call<br /><br />The<br />world<br /><br />Spending days<br />in dousing actions<br /><br />Newing action<br />by dousing<br /><br />Caritas routs<br />authorita<br /><br />A sawbuck<br />in my wallet<br /><br />And a song<br />in my heart<br /><br />Porphyria<br />regards itself<br /><br />Through<br />bars<br /><br />Red stars<br />on a blue back<br /><br />Boy how<br />they shimmer<br /><br />Quante questo<br />for this thing here<br /><br />Screw you guys<br />I'm going home<br /><br />Khartoum<br />it a little<br /><br />My matrix<br />my phantom fire<br /><br />Cleaned to an<br />insane degree<br /><br />Names kick<br />rusted the last mile<br /><br />Be kind at<br />final instants<br /><br />When past be<br />comes history<br /><br />Poof<br />just like that<br /><br />There's so<br />much glare<br /><br />There's<br />no hiding<br /><br />Native<br />ingredients<br /><br />Charybdis<br />for convenience<br /><br />A mint<br />sleeps<br /><br />Out of one<br />many<br /><br />It stinks<br />this pedigree<br /><br />This false<br />bottomed box<br /><br />Lest you get<br />ripped off<br /><br />In some<br />sightless<br /><br />Chicago<br />tanked<br /><br />Like a<br />Hatfield<br /><br />Or<br />McCoy<br /><br />Leaving<br />the water<br /><br />By any<br />number<br /><br />One animal looking<br />favorably on another<br /><br />Hadesiferous<br />now that crossed<br /><br />Ankle<br />walk<br /><br />Shooting<br />a stop sign<br /><br />Just<br />cause<br /><br />It's part of a table<br />of organization<br /><br />One<br />standard<br /><br />Flown at<br />the wrong<br /><br />Time<br />zephyred<br /><br />No<br />sciroccoed<br /><br />Play with the<br />names of wind<br /><br />A second<br />a stutter<br /><br />A bit of fun<br />on the skin<br /><br />A lightness<br />right here<br /><br />Is that the phone?<br />Nope my chest<br /><br />Ruckused into<br />grimy light<br /><br />From a grimy<br />night<br /><br />Grace shredded<br />with little holes<br /><br />Seen from<br />here<br /><br />The scalpel was<br />all the way in there<br /><br />When the earth<br />quake hit<br /><br />She has the un<br />likely name of<br /><br />Eve<br />Cain<br /><br /><br />This makes<br />a space<br /><br />For me to<br />slide into<br /><br />A new way<br />to shut up<br /><br />Until the<br />car shows<br /><br />Already a<br />unique antique<br /><br />Killer among<br />the killed<br /><br />A career made<br />of hiding<br /><br />And bragging<br />down the fault<br /><br />Excursions<br />by the<br /><br />Guard- rail<br />get noticed<br /><br />As less<br />than nothing<br /><br />See/saw<br />goes the dis<br /><br />Ease learned at<br />home and ringless<br /><br />Tip a collar<br />and shoot cuffs<br /><br />For light<br />tangos itself<br /><br />Alright<br />light?<br /><br />Poison out<br />weighs speed<br /><br />From the Option<br />Department<br /><br />Comes this<br />wisdom<br /><br />That'll<br />always be<br /><br />The right<br />color<br /><br />Autophagia has<br />been the order<br /><br />Of twenty years<br />Tantalian at least<br /><br />The myth<br />subtracts<br /><br />In a perfect<br />parataxis<br /><br />And forms<br />relinquished<br /><br />For formulas<br />reap desire<br /><br />Of this shore<br />ing place<br /><br />A stegonography<br />lights other forces<br /><br />Heats other<br />lights<br /><br />The steely bone sings<br />in a whisper night<br /><br />Some movie I walked<br />into the middle of<br /><br />Casting bread<br />upon the waters<br /><br />Will be the<br />death of me<br /><br />An old<br />pulpit puncher<br /><br />The nail in<br />the board<br /><br />Is culture<br />is light<br /><br />Is the right<br />left measure<br /><br />Of tangible<br />fright<br /><br />Not a<br />wisp<br /><br />Not a<br />filament<br /><br />Accords the<br />train<br /><br />This human<br />stain<br /><br />Full featured<br />and feathered<br /><br />It's very own<br />mugwumpery<br /><br />The god-given<br />chill of it<br /><br />Along this<br />river<br /><br />This is the crime<br />and that is the life<br /><br />Sub-served<br />one after another<br /><br />I wake up<br />in the back<br /><br />Of a truck<br />again<br /><br />Fall fall<br />spring<br /><br />Coronado for<br />missing places<br /><br />I'm ready<br />my heart<br /><br />My owner<br />I'm ready<br /><br />Placido<br />memory<br /><br />The changing of<br />the future of<br /><br />One more day<br />down the drain<br /><br />What? Did I<br />hear something?<br /><br />Must I puke<br />or fight<br /><br />For love<br />tempus<br /><br />Tacendi<br />tempus loqundi<br /><br />There remains<br />saturation<br /><br />Gird it<br />then disappear<br /><br />Into gain<br />a life taken<br /><br />In<br />hand<br /><br />Sound<br />it out<br /><br />Going to<br />sleep<br /><br />With a spark<br />and breath to<br /><br />Make it<br />light<br /><br />This hurts<br />my face<br /><br />Kick<br />it<br /><br />Loosey-goosey<br />with disaster<br /><br />Sauce for<br />the eaten<br /><br />Laugh then<br />run from the room<br /><br />Though I walk through<br />the valley of the shadow<br /><br />Of sun<br />sun<br /><br />Haveth<br />I<br /><br />The sleekest<br />hello and good<br /><br />Bye I guess<br />I'll don<br /><br />That<br />hat<br /><br />For now<br />my weekly<br /><br />Scream cloth<br />in the mouth<br /><br />Without<br />temptation<br /><br />Turning and<br />spitting<br /><br />In the spirit<br />of this thing<br /><br />The hands get<br />wrecked first<br /><br />Rightly<br />each increase<br /><br />Lengthens<br />harms and fouls<br /><br />And<br />other<br /><br />Workers<br />to come<br /><br />The furnace<br />sighs against<br /><br />All<br />reckoning<br /><br />Take this<br />beauty<br /><br />And gag<br />on it<br /><br />I hope it<br />makes you sick<br /><br />Skid so<br />I'll hear your<br /><br />Heart<br />beat<br /><br />A station<br />called my own<br /><br />What's that win<br />dow doing there?<br /><br />Run your hand<br />along the fuselage<br /><br />Haruspex<br />summon an arc<br /><br />Past fucking<br />little yellow houses<br /><br />Then sign the<br />check Casper Hauser<br /><br />Nobody'll know<br />the difference<br /><br />Love ya<br />asyndeton<br /><br />As sympathy<br />as symptom<br /><br />Finding the other<br />end over there<br /><br />Confirmed<br />with trees<br /><br />Mix the best<br />with both hands<br /><br />Then go<br />upstairs<br /><br />Scrubbed<br />and safe<br /><br />All<br />along<br /><br />In the light<br />of it<br /><br />Under kisses<br />on the forehead<br /><br />Bathed in<br />blue juice<br /><br />Wholesome<br />flammable<br /><br />Get a sense<br />glance away<br /><br />Ride a flare's<br />continuum<br /><br />Lusimeles<br />don't work here<br /><br />Moths bumping<br />against panes<br /><br />Lest re-creation<br />fails my eyes<br /><br />Dunk in<br />better waters<br /><br />Know<br />ing flight<br /><br />As<br />duty<br /><br />As<br />refuge<br /><br />I found a tiny<br />set of firecrackers<br /><br />Left on<br />a snowbank<br /><br />And even<br />they worked<br /><br />A present<br />for me<br /><br />I swiped and<br />used them<br /><br />Saintly<br />to cull the bums<br /><br />Looking for<br />catholicon<br /><br />By the<br />steps<br /><br />Where<br />pigeons are<br /><br />I poured it<br />out to<br /><br />Spend your<br />sound<br /><br />Again a<br />savior you<br /><br />Softest<br />awakener<br /><br />Nobody wants<br />to see a naked<br /><br />Cringing<br />thing<br /><br />Under<br />a cistern<br /><br />Take a<br />signature<br /><br />In lieu of<br />payment<br /><br />Philter<br />and rouse<br /><br />Gold cures<br />a skeleton<br /><br />To this<br />advantage<br /><br />Put on<br />your boots<br /><br />And go home<br />Hypnos<br /><br />Done<br />did<br /><br />Resign this<br />commission<br /><br />From the mon<br />key mission<br /><br />Let's drive<br />the ass<br /><br />Off this<br />lingo<br /><br />For true<br />light<br /><br />With an<br />atom of heat<br /><br />Tests<br />curves<br /><br />Then I look<br />then I say<br /><br />Then I see a<br />beautiful bride<br /><br />Away I couldn't<br />sabotage more<br /><br />When she<br />smiles<br /><br />Up just<br />knowing<br /><br />A slip<br />an accident<br /><br />Making<br />days<br /><br />O<br />philomel<br /><br />It comes in<br />side with me<br /><br />That's<br />where I live<br /><br />Valence<br />for powers<br /><br />Lux fortuna<br />skiffs<br /><br />Me back<br />to blighty<br /><br />Moon in<br />the day<br /><br />And birds<br />crowd air<br /><br />Stuffed<br />with loci<br /><br />Is where<br />we're going<br /><br />Is where we<br />want to go<br /><br />An<br />oriflamme<br /><br />A prime<br />datum<br /><br />When you call<br />call me Shamash<br /><br />Light's own<br />thaumaturgy<br /><br />Three times ten<br />to the tenth<br /><br />That the thing<br />not be stove-in<br /><br />A specter<br />A gateway<br /><br />A real run<br />ning out<br /><br />Past counterfeits<br />and cappriccios<br /><br />To a country<br />guided only by<br />Stars<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3547798518689000252-148237828263191508?l=wordsofsundinrichards.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sundin Richardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05682956919799132059noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547798518689000252.post-89357513796951508762009-04-26T14:19:00.004-06:002009-05-02T14:11:30.832-06:00Savages out<br />last savagery<br /><br />Matching the acceleration curve<br />the music will only follow sleep<br /><br />Plus gentle<br />plus violent<br /><br />Satisfying certain<br />conditions we waltzed<br />our waltzes contingent<br /><br />Seeing survives sight<br />a plum in the ivy<br /><br />The blood in my<br />right eye test<br />ifies to<br /><br />Year zero<br />its syllable<br /><br />I awoke in a different<br />place my wounds all<br />healed<br /><br />Both aim and<br />anchor<br /><br />A ferris wheel<br />half in snow is<br />mappa mundi<br /><br />Sit in the last<br />car of the train<br /><br />It's where<br />the ride is<br />roughest<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3547798518689000252-8935751379695150876?l=wordsofsundinrichards.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sundin Richardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05682956919799132059noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547798518689000252.post-796447950069113082009-03-14T03:10:00.003-06:002009-03-14T03:27:15.689-06:00Let's call it<br />bullets on a<br /><br />Little galaxy<br />and other<br /><br />Lares<br />and penates<br /><br />O my lovely<br />bright and fabled<br /><br />Fender-bender<br />I make a res vera<br /><br />Out of the big<br />gest things<br /><br />Then skip<br />out on the bill<br /><br />Never to<br />be found<br /><br />For the name<br />is Selkirk<br /><br />To send no<br />letters to<br /><br />To wheeze no<br />breath for<br /><br />To turn no<br />eyes toward<br /><br />To be<br />expressed<br /><br />Only by<br />a compass<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3547798518689000252-79644795006911308?l=wordsofsundinrichards.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sundin Richardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05682956919799132059noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547798518689000252.post-6240315757604745042009-03-14T02:31:00.006-06:002009-03-14T11:52:47.693-06:00and in the sun thanks<br />and by the night thanks<br />during the deal thanks<br />and in the sick thanks<br />of the stocking thanks<br />by the horn thanks<br />in horror thanks<br />in kindness thanks<br />and there we were thanks<br />and kid mostly thanks<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3547798518689000252-624031575760474504?l=wordsofsundinrichards.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sundin Richardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05682956919799132059noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547798518689000252.post-8688516923550592502009-03-12T05:00:00.003-06:002009-03-12T05:10:14.588-06:00My machine<br /><br />my glass<br /><br />my girl<br /><br />my word<br /><br />my car<br /><br />my sun<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3547798518689000252-868851692355059250?l=wordsofsundinrichards.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sundin Richardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05682956919799132059noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547798518689000252.post-50555127649229993202009-03-12T04:34:00.002-06:002009-03-12T04:48:28.670-06:00Where is the smoke<br />filled room? I've got<br />my ticket somewhere.<br /><br />Here is this enough to<br />cover it? Sorry about<br />the curtains.<br /><br />How do you figure he<br />did that? I mean the<br />whole thing is torn.<br /><br />Can you believe this<br />rain? We'll be trout<br />fishing on main.<br /><br />I'm telling you now<br />ok? Plain as the<br />nose on your face.<br /><br />The thing sounds like <br />ten miles of bad road<br />and smells worse.<br /><br />Let it loose. Just put<br />it down and look at it<br />a second.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3547798518689000252-5055512764922999320?l=wordsofsundinrichards.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sundin Richardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05682956919799132059noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547798518689000252.post-46172528774514649372009-03-04T15:35:00.001-07:002009-03-04T21:48:48.708-07:00looked like seeds<br />in the melon that<br />was once that man's<br />face. Jeez.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3547798518689000252-4617252877451464937?l=wordsofsundinrichards.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sundin Richardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05682956919799132059noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547798518689000252.post-21154058776543265922009-03-04T14:40:00.005-07:002009-03-17T13:53:56.869-06:00There was a dance hall there<br />the kind of place where one<br />might meet a wife<br /><br />Over single beers that<br />end in a photograph on a<br />wall unending<br /><br />Nobility can't be<br />changed cause accidents<br />don't happen to saints<br /><br />Goodness desired<br />is in right action<br />that makes a demand of us<br /><br />There's a depth<br />a hungry history<br />about our bones<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3547798518689000252-2115405877654326592?l=wordsofsundinrichards.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sundin Richardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05682956919799132059noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547798518689000252.post-7988437319481756492009-02-27T23:38:00.004-07:002009-03-11T19:27:28.765-06:00An America<br />no bigger<br />than a<br />chair appears.<br />Winds muss<br />little fields.<br />Tiny things<br />all on <br />the move.<br />There's even<br />its own<br />moon<br />hovering<br />in the<br />dust of<br />this room<br />which is<br />also a<br />sky.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3547798518689000252-798843731948175649?l=wordsofsundinrichards.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sundin Richardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05682956919799132059noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547798518689000252.post-45078487494938206702009-02-27T22:10:00.005-07:002009-03-04T13:15:26.795-07:00And I'm sure every<br />box in the road<br /><br />Is stuffed with<br />puppies<br /><br />Remote as<br />the Lone Ranger<br /><br />In<br />arcadia<br /><br />There's only<br />wonder<br /><br />Before I<br />scram<br /><br />The true Pygmalian<br />rides a splice<br /><br />To that perfect<br />pile of leaves<br /><br />Over<br />there<br /><br />Haul away<br />heave away<br /><br />Aloft to<br />earn your<br />salt<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3547798518689000252-4507848749493820670?l=wordsofsundinrichards.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sundin Richardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05682956919799132059noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547798518689000252.post-22490647960220822962009-02-27T21:50:00.004-07:002009-03-08T10:03:04.347-06:00I've had it with your<br />sass Metatron. Walk<br />west till your hat floats. <br /><br />Let us now clink glasses<br />in mutual warmth and<br />glows without number.<br /><br />And I say unto you<br />let's hit it till<br />it hits back.<br /><br />Chilblains for currency<br />secondo be the last<br /><br />Brief moon<br />and some <br />sun<br /><br />Stars starry<br />star.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3547798518689000252-2249064796022082296?l=wordsofsundinrichards.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sundin Richardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05682956919799132059noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547798518689000252.post-22010528234028966372009-02-24T23:19:00.002-07:002009-02-24T23:29:30.415-07:00Flush in<br />a tyranny<br /><br />That shines<br />just fine<br /><br />On all stuff but<br />a starting pistol<br /><br />Melpomene<br />assumes a hand<br /><br />I'll take one<br />of those<br /><br />On the<br />right<br /><br />To shut<br />the nerves<br /><br />Up in my<br />spine<br /><br />Beaches<br />blaze<br /><br />Haphazard<br />starts<br /><br />Lumine<br />the light<br /><br />Darken<br />the dark<br /><br />Put a phony<br />owl on your roof<br /><br />And pray<br />for rain<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3547798518689000252-2201052823402896637?l=wordsofsundinrichards.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sundin Richardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05682956919799132059noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547798518689000252.post-61909412540204983762009-02-24T18:48:00.002-07:002009-02-24T18:56:40.956-07:00Studied glass<br />bottoms long<br /><br />Look<br />ing up<br /><br />Useful as a screen<br />door on a submarine<br /><br />Had to rethink<br />shapes and things<br /><br />That the trace<br />be not undone<br /><br />So it comes<br />down to<br /><br />Chronic<br />chthonica<br /><br />To make a re<br />nascence of it<br /><br />It's good to be an<br />animal in the rain<br /><br />Panthalassa and<br />the sun<br /><br />Where I see you<br />undone<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3547798518689000252-6190941254020498376?l=wordsofsundinrichards.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sundin Richardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05682956919799132059noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547798518689000252.post-43372659291857033182009-02-24T18:32:00.002-07:002009-02-24T18:40:20.617-07:00In the dream Enkidu is<br />my landlord. So I come<br />in through the mail-slot.<br /><br />Another year as eschaton<br />waiting for the ghost card.<br />One that promises quiet.<br /><br />In the dream my wife drowns<br />in a fire. Bereaved I glow<br />at noon and fade by stars.<br /><br />White sky back of<br />black branches is<br />needed.<br /><br />In the dream summer<br />is ever and ever is<br />true. A lantern.<br /><br />It shines on the coming<br />it shines on the going<br />it relieves the staying.<br /><br />In the dream a siren<br />sounds like a siren.<br />Is for crisis. Is for home.<br /><br />Goodbye fare well<br />my mother my house<br />my lasting.<br /><br />May you go<br />long in memory<br />and short on faults.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3547798518689000252-4337265929185703318?l=wordsofsundinrichards.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sundin Richardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05682956919799132059noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547798518689000252.post-58773534375246085132009-02-24T10:22:00.005-07:002009-02-27T16:49:51.421-07:00Be<br />wildered<br />by loco<br />motives<br /><br />The little<br />town fumes<br />in a cradle<br /><br />It's the sound<br />noticed first<br />full reassuring<br />threat on skin<br /><br /> blooms into a<br /> love of animals<br /> and wee things<br /> under wheels<br /><br />Ghetto in the eye<br />blink of nowhere<br /><br />the bow<br />the rifle<br />the shitpile<br />and the dog<br /><br /> The Royal Order<br /> of the Queen's <br /> Guts is given<br /> braving spiders<br /><br />And if this aint<br />the end of the world<br />you sure can see it<br />from here<br /><br />Firedamp is feared<br />up and down the line<br />and are those your teeth<br />or dice over there?<br /><br /> Even for us that's a<br /> lot of mountain<br /><br />Sugar from plastic<br />was goddamn grace<br />on credit<br /><br />Glow<br />yon searchlight<br />at the library<br />or honkeytonk<br />counted as the <br />same well<br /><br /> Why punch the hero?<br /> the bucket drops in<br /> the gurgle night<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3547798518689000252-5877353437524608513?l=wordsofsundinrichards.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sundin Richardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05682956919799132059noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547798518689000252.post-76691281680127505762009-02-21T01:22:00.002-07:002009-02-27T16:55:03.314-07:00And light<br />Some light<br />Most light<br />All light<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3547798518689000252-7669128168012750576?l=wordsofsundinrichards.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sundin Richardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05682956919799132059noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547798518689000252.post-83829393388618252972009-02-20T20:41:00.001-07:002009-02-20T20:47:19.917-07:00And the silva<br />oscura shows<br /><br />Up right on<br />time.<br /><br />To the<br />day.<br /><br />The<br />hour.<br /><br />On fire<br />wherever.<br /><br />Wipe the dew<br />from off your head.<br /><br />If the dew comes<br />get me behind the wheel.<br /><br />Signs being signs<br />the very purr when<br /><br />The signal<br />the motion<br /><br />Moving among<br />moons<br /><br />And other<br />fictions<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3547798518689000252-8382939338861825297?l=wordsofsundinrichards.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sundin Richardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05682956919799132059noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547798518689000252.post-79633748835142965672009-02-20T15:36:00.004-07:002009-02-20T15:43:28.042-07:00Turn it on/the radio<br />turn it off/the radio<br /><br />Under floorboards<br />the axe trick<br />the bomb trick<br /><br />"Take the scenic route..."<br /><br />Stuffed safe<br />in a safe<br />rattled around<br /><br />The hideout <br />shown by a<br />neon arrow<br /><br />Oooh, that<br />rabbit.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3547798518689000252-7963374883514296567?l=wordsofsundinrichards.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sundin Richardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05682956919799132059noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547798518689000252.post-55723912887655123952009-02-19T16:04:00.004-07:002009-02-19T17:49:51.776-07:00Sugar the sauce<br />till your teeth <br />hurt<br /><br />Spice spicier<br />spiciest<br /><br />A parking lot dusted with playing cards<br />Better than a stick in the eye<br /><br /> Monkeyshines<br /> to the left <br /> of me<br /> monkeyshines <br /> to the right<br /><br /><br />Sri Fury<br />back the <br />fuck up<br /><br /><br /> The moon, her Jupiter<br /><br /><br />let it work itself<br />dully down mirror <br />neuron response<br /><br />The temptations<br />are long<br />of shadow <br /><br /> A waterclock<br /> last house on<br /> the left<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3547798518689000252-5572391288765512395?l=wordsofsundinrichards.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sundin Richardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05682956919799132059noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547798518689000252.post-69251813654642109872009-02-19T13:56:00.004-07:002009-02-19T14:07:45.890-07:00It's a xenogenesis all right.<br />Double the number of coast<br />watchers.<br /><br />Mazes are given an<br />old fashioned torching.<br />How else spare the ground?<br /><br />How'd this happen?<br />Oh right brains are<br />fearful food.<br /><br />Already the glow<br />flames. Grows through<br />arms to a phalanx.<br /><br />Beaches are for storming.<br />Words are for roaming.<br />Consciences are for cleaning.<br /><br />If this is restoration<br />you can have it.<br />Green zaps greenly.<br /><br />Transform because the<br />room's empty. Because <br />the place is emptied.<br /><br />An apple sits on the head<br />invisible. It's the<br />arrow that's seen.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3547798518689000252-6925181365464210987?l=wordsofsundinrichards.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sundin Richardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05682956919799132059noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547798518689000252.post-35901372732003772212009-02-15T10:02:00.005-07:002009-02-18T09:19:58.565-07:00My Brain<br />smooth as<br />an egg<br /><br />Walking <br />the shiner<br />off<br /><br />The last<br />of the morning<br />in green glass<br /><br />Fine fortunes<br />in the general<br />crack-up<br /><br />So a quota gets<br />filled and we're off<br />to the Hesperides<br /><br />Stuffed with fun<br />by the blade<br />of the sun<br /><br />I locate<br />sacrifice <br />by feel<br /><br />Philology re<br />imagines <br />ontogeny<br /><br />Thus you are my<br />personal interfer<br />on<br /><br />The first rule of<br />living is don't<br />die<br /><br />So it's palin<br />genesis from<br />here on out<br /><br />I keep trading <br />cows for magic<br />beans<br /><br />And last <br />election I came<br />in dead first<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3547798518689000252-3590137273200377221?l=wordsofsundinrichards.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sundin Richardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05682956919799132059noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547798518689000252.post-24926225593401660972009-02-11T02:00:00.003-07:002009-02-15T14:49:34.731-07:00Guard it<br />like a one<br />armed convict<br /><br />Reset the <br />chemicals<br />to balderdash<br /><br />When the<br />climate<br />climbs<br /><br />To rest<br />no rest<br /><br />Champion<br />voodoo<br />among rocks<br /><br />The Good Humor<br />man got drafted<br /><br />Then it was<br />up to us<br /><br />Soaking the<br />organism in<br /><br />Snake oil<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3547798518689000252-2492622559340166097?l=wordsofsundinrichards.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sundin Richardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05682956919799132059noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547798518689000252.post-70312541466604395212009-02-11T00:49:00.001-07:002009-02-11T00:51:52.300-07:00Because his heart was not a thing to end up in a trashbag.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3547798518689000252-7031254146660439521?l=wordsofsundinrichards.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sundin Richardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05682956919799132059noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547798518689000252.post-70011145666710221392009-02-11T00:29:00.004-07:002009-02-15T09:38:10.285-07:00All along <br />the true<br />destination<br /><br />The vaga<br />bondage<br /><br />I made a promise<br />there a locket<br /><br />We swore we'd see<br />it through<br /><br />The whole thing<br />together<br /><br />Shoot me if<br />I lie<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3547798518689000252-7001114566671022139?l=wordsofsundinrichards.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sundin Richardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05682956919799132059noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547798518689000252.post-18686263834673168872009-02-08T02:47:00.004-07:002009-02-15T14:55:28.677-07:00Let it slide off,<br />the junk, and re<br />name the flag.<br /><br />Evenfall<br />nightfall<br />deadfall<br /><br />Any one's<br />a shelter.<br /><br />And just when you<br />think it's over<br /><br />Another aurora<br />sinks you dead.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3547798518689000252-1868626383467316887?l=wordsofsundinrichards.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sundin Richardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05682956919799132059noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547798518689000252.post-55544437186311011782009-02-06T02:37:00.003-07:002009-02-06T03:08:52.728-07:00You talk to your<br />jewelry and it <br />talks back<br /><br />You'll swim in<br />the sun<br />a millionth<br />power<br /><br />Who am I <br />mocked by<br />such frilly<br />things<br /><br />Shining in a<br />timpani of<br />leaves<br /><br />You do<br />the dishes<br />you yell in<br />the night<br />rescuing moons<br /><br />The house of the rising<br />blast furnace<br />continues to fuel<br /><br />The<br />elegant<br /><br />Algebra of<br />rocking wires<br /><br />Makes its<br />own reveille<br /><br />For me<br />and I'm sure<br /><br />I might blos<br />som into breaks<br /><br />Kindling<br />glow<br />ash<br /><br />A last second<br />bash when you<br /><br />leave your shoes<br />behind spinning<br /><br />Morphic abilities<br />make us free to<br />go<br /><br />Unable<br />to<br />understand<br />comfort<br /><br />toothed in<br />a toothy place<br /><br />Valentines<br />scrape<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3547798518689000252-5554443718631101178?l=wordsofsundinrichards.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sundin Richardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05682956919799132059noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547798518689000252.post-24002568311327640742009-02-03T01:33:00.002-07:002009-02-03T01:44:55.747-07:00Now that I've split<br />the smitereen <br />everything's OK.<br /><br />It's a true wine<br />of night but I took<br />the oath late.<br /><br />It knocketh the<br />berry from the <br />branch.<br /><br />It wreaks the<br />heart in its<br />chamber.<br /><br />That's high on my<br />tough-shit-o-meter<br />so belly up and order.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3547798518689000252-2400256831132764074?l=wordsofsundinrichards.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sundin Richardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05682956919799132059noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547798518689000252.post-33877422488343824892009-02-03T01:10:00.002-07:002009-02-03T01:14:28.660-07:00That's the last<br />ear-ringer I give<br /><br />You little<br />horn<br /><br />Someone in the<br />courthouse<br /><br />Smells like<br />a campfire<br /><br />And that don't<br />bode well for<br />anybody<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3547798518689000252-3387742248834382489?l=wordsofsundinrichards.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sundin Richardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05682956919799132059noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547798518689000252.post-48884040829065732002009-02-03T00:29:00.003-07:002009-02-03T00:56:45.527-07:00I have a background<br />in reality but I'm<br />willing to learn<br /><br />Shock of sleep<br />for sight<br /><br />I drop my brains<br />along the trail<br /><br />So I can find my<br />way home<br /><br />When reality is<br />diversion enough<br /><br />Gems crowd<br />almagests<br /><br />And you're a pretty<br />little thing<br /><br />What's your<br />name<br /><br />When it's drastic<br />everybody matters<br /><br />It's always<br />drastic<br /><br />That you<br />are a favorite<br /><br />In the deadining<br />reddining running night.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3547798518689000252-4888404082906573200?l=wordsofsundinrichards.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sundin Richardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05682956919799132059noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547798518689000252.post-79726809730738133562009-02-02T23:55:00.006-07:002009-02-03T00:27:09.609-07:00Skin that pistol<br />from your hair<br /><br />And make it <br />look natural<br /><br />It's held<br />for years<br /><br />This shaky<br />truce<br /><br />That keeps<br />it together<br /><br />Then a blink<br />and a spin<br /><br />Dizzy<br />tight<br /><br />Nobody<br />ever<br /><br />Really<br />quits<br /><br />There's<br />only one<br /><br />Question <br />left<br /><br />Cervesa<br />mas fina<br /><br />This idiolect<br />will last as <br /><br />Long as it<br />needs to<br /><br />A switcheroo<br />a switchblade<br /><br />And I held you<br />dear in the late<br /><br />Morning of<br />this thing<br /><br />In all <br />sincerity<br /><br />Put on your<br />gym shoes<br /><br />And kick<br />rocks<br /><br />Answers<br />sotto voce<br /><br />An S carved <br />into flesh<br /><br />Stereopticon<br />for heritage<br /><br />Thanks for treat<br />ing me so well<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3547798518689000252-7972680973073813356?l=wordsofsundinrichards.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sundin Richardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05682956919799132059noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547798518689000252.post-71011691065628944742009-01-25T22:54:00.001-07:002009-01-25T22:54:39.733-07:00So busted in<br />mysteria<br /><br />I am made Bozo<br />Trismegistus<br /><br />Frozen to the<br />welcome mat<br /><br />Breath enough for<br />good goodbyes<br /><br />Being human<br />is being little<br /><br />Vindicated by<br />rocks<br /><br />Thus I re<br />linquish depths<br /><br />For<br />light<br /><br />Being half right<br />is still wrong<br /><br />Even with the<br />correct song<br /><br />And the last<br />nerve endings<br /><br />Ever to cross<br />Kansas<br /><br />Splendiferous<br />is this dust<br /><br />Used by the<br />handful<br /><br />Gone is<br />imeros<br /><br />And its<br />shenanigans<br /><br />That last <br />ribbon is<br /><br />A shepherdess<br />never seen<br /><br />Hang thy boot<br />from off the rail<br /><br />And look<br />around<br /><br />Let us seek<br />our entertainment<br /><br />Else<br />where<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3547798518689000252-7101169106562894474?l=wordsofsundinrichards.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sundin Richardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05682956919799132059noreply@blogger.com0