Voss Felvarg - The JP

1.

Kissing hot

Shake and shiver

Looks like fight

Curtain rattled by the bones

And children throw the fetter

To the gold cup

In the search of the fish

2.

From west

To Fly

At night -

of Belonging.

Someone to remember

As phantom - as cobra - as woman

The spiral

That kills

The Mirror

Clock goes out of cry

With Whistle

Criss-Crosses

Smooth and rough crimson

3. The Scene

Gone ragged and dirty

With blood to the eyes -

Sick love -

In the making

The Road dirtY:

Bang - boom - crash - bang

Lays the strike -

Than Comes dance - the chorus

So hollow

Than blast and blow

And swill

With abandon

A florid mark

Excited and Delighted.

Blatant - oh give a cry,

A bray, a bump, a chitter-screech -

Esthesia!

Esthesia!

Esthesia!

4.

On one fine day

The air opens

For a minute -

In the dark.

It goes

To favour

The electricity -

In gloom.

Then night

Comes swimming -

Pours

And rises

As a gift

Then make a kiss

For the corner

And goes

The sludge round

In sluggish fare

Laugh happens

And war in absurd

5.

Reflections on the center -

The Amusement

With wax -

Eating to search

A good-bye.

The fire whets

6. Re Vera

Starting candlelight -

Harlequin

Walks like cat

And so he entertain...

Then awakes

From the wind -

And hears

The ravelation

From the cage

About the price

About the dance

About the animal (or beast?)...

-The echo

From the wind

And now he looks

For noise

In sands:

Pastoral - cascade...

Weary eyes

Look at the roots:

Sounds of lullaby...

Animal visits him

In the dark...

The wind

For the head.

Birds are taking his rags.

So now he can trot

To flowers

With feather -

Feast (On the lane?)...

Smile turns to lightning

The rain and the bells -

Embraced by the wave

That reach that empty wag

- ("The harlequin")

As a snow.

7.

Melody

Just before the laugh

With Love and Squalor

From pretty mouth:

"Go see the Hang

Of broken empty one.

The Long Hang"...

...

Now he inverts

To soft -

Concerned for the release -

Mad, Strange

Slight turn -

Re-bell-lion.

8.

Worms are swinging

Making flutes

From each other

In wiggle dream:

Women singing

then walk back

Up to the mirror

And they break it -

In Dance of trance

In love with paper

Clammed

Between two limbs

Ob! - Un! - Ub!

And Roll to fire

9.

Drawing the back

of the man

Who walked the line

And fell on ice

When saw the war

Of shadows talking

Inside the line

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Workaround

The ring of leaves -

Turn over round

And crook as curve in twist...

...bypass the clock

And carry image

On hands...

- The sounds:

Got up and fell

Shove with whistle,

More and more,

Arms open:

Covered face with cloth

For leap.

Wash

The punch of hands and feet

By melody -

They feel the best

Of heat -

The fever is the key

To touch -

To fool around

By shoes

Then sit to feel the walk

Of free to feel the joy:

One moment

In building of wall

Wise to save the strange by logic -

Dreams are gone up to the show

They breakdown to the surprise

And as a chance for rain

They become flowers

While the wine spills

To the weapon.

On top

Whine of magnet, of steel

- open space

To eat

In light

Temporizing

Home is waiting

As a dream

Which named the wrong

Numb-er

Lied! -

And more:

The world posses

The Out -

As the noise

Come up like "yes"

Around the forest.

In twilight,

When halos playing

And scare the hands -

That used for ocean -

By haze and fire.

The Hike

With the dance turns

Black tulip

Flows

To East,

To West,

To East

And then Outside -

Where law is

For compass.

Make ill-equal

See the circus -

Surge

For play of incendiaries:

The life of fish -

After the bruise-upheaval

When brier send errands

From sea to steam -

As a trap

Tempted -

To Look at the teeth

To Look at the rainbow -

It's funny:

Stray

- Confession -

Whistle -

Gets the edge -

Even the rain

Turns to honey.

Banishment

I don't mind

If I gone

To the La-la-la

Where lies

A too much

Of allright.

Oh please and please not -

True matter the ox -

Oh circles -

Where all the Explains

For meagre -

Roll to leave

Motoring heat wave

With shouts and shimmy

To run-run for cobs

And look 'way to see

The sadness of the quick

Disguises

Nightbringer

The bottle brings the night

With walk on the moon

That is on the bed:

The vision - the stare:

At land

Where wish is death.

Contact.

The hole.

Those who stand close

Have the tears -

They run around

And fall down to the coal.

The voice for head - the bomb.

The stop.

The rain

Where shadows is.

Are collecting it.

Glitter

Glitter

Ball to gum

Pressure

Long Long Long

The Shot