Two double zeros

   When the curiosity
    runs dry a canyon
     of rugburns the vein

     and the chrysalism
    seeps straight out
   of the bleeding mud

  he closes his eyes—he
   blinks in wait—

   When the desire
    wilts a sunk cave
     of nails the sporing

     and the disgust
    stalactites from
   the lips of the yolk

  he breathes to the fulcrum—he
   feels his heartrate drop—

   When the boredom
    molds over a meadow
     of buttons for you

     and the infliction
   brands searing
  the wettable turquoise

  he sinks with the tone—he
   pulses again—

   When the love
    rots inside a pumpkin
     of stairways for legs

     and the lust
    spurts out of
   the test tube tongue

  he doesn’t remember—he
   doesn’t forget—


13 thoughts on “Two double zeros

  1. danielpaulmarshall

    i like that word ‘fulcrum’ its meaning creates a nice ambiguity

    ful·crum (fo͝ol′krəm, fŭl′-)
    n. pl. ful·crums or ful·cra (-krə)
    1. The point or support on which a lever pivots.
    2. Zoology An anatomical structure that acts as a hinge or a point of support.
    3. An agent through which vital powers are exercised.

    i have 1 & 2 more in mind for the ambiguity in your poem.
    i want to use ‘fulcrum’ in a poem now. i just need to find a theme now.

    i wanted to ask if you ever read back over your poems & analyze them in a Psychoanalytical way? Sort of like, an image or juxtaposition that says something about you & not just a feature of the poem’s function?
    i ask because our methods are different: i usually develop a more conscious theme, though i give myself up to automatic writing in some way it all plays into the theme & how i can perceive something about it differently. Whereas i think you write automatically & let that stream of consciousness progress the theme— if i’m barking up the wrong tree then you can just ignore this. i’m curious about this style of writing see. i can improvise music, but not writing.

    1. pseudonymous Post author

      Thanks. Do I ever psychoanalyze my poems? How could I not? I have quite a few methods for writing poetry. I use whatever one I feel like. Whatever fits the poem, style, intention. I like them to be a reflection of me most of the time like when I’m not talking politics for example.

      If a poem doesnt just come to me out of nowhere at some random point in the day I like making a ritual out of it. I think trying to lug my writing into a single style doesn’t work because I often try different things. Sometimes it’s improvised sure. Maybe most of the time. I like using pens for this reason.

      1. danielpaulmarshall

        i think you gave the right answer, “How could I not?” but i fear a lot of automatic writing is so automatic the details are not then later extrapolated from Self, or poets don’t have the vocabulary to perform this. i will use what you told me here to my advantage now, when next reading your poems.
        Let me ask you one more thing: i note a good many surface themes & motifs in your poems like, chemicals, music, nature, politics, but i’d like to know if there are any subtle motifs or themes that readers might miss, something you perhaps poke in there that you alone might find? Not so much secrets, but patterns that are repeated but that might be missed? Is that clear or does it just sound like i’m asking the impossible?

      2. pseudonymous Post author

        I make my poetry as interconnected and multidimensional as I possibly can. Perhaps I guage my success by how much I can accomplish this. Theres often stuff I dont expect anyone to find. Or lines I know some people will interpret in some ways and others differently or not at all. Consciousness is fun stuff.

      3. danielpaulmarshall

        i don’t mean to put you on trial it is curiosity, simply due to the complexity of your poems i feel i need to ask questions otherwise i will find it difficult to read. In such density patterns form & i can see some but if you don’t ask you don’t get do you. Thanks for the answers.

  2. shahzodav

    One of my friends used to write improvisational pieces like this and I always found them rather liberating in terms of imagery and such. Two double zeros reminded me of that.

  3. Phil Huston

    If it doesn’t just jump into and fall out of your brain the puzzle/equational thing is a good way to pass the time instead of doing the “Oh well, I’ll go paint the bathroom” diversion waiting for the muse. A sort of mental Hanon for writing. Interesting thought.

  4. stephanielharper

    and the disgust
    stalactites from
    the lips of the yolk

    YES! When there’s no verb to do the image justice, make one out of a noun! This makes me happy in a cynical sort of way.

    The image also brings the Beatles’ lyrics from, I Am the Walrus, to mind: “yellow matter custard dripping from a dead dog’s eye,” anyone? I think you must have been channeling “the egg man.”


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