Aught, no. 13 (2004)
Glenn Bach
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claxon
a
kind of loud
horn
formerly used
on
motor vehicles
as
in
“the
horns of the taxis
blared”
pointed with
the
horn and pointed
of
the return towards
the
noise to this high
noise
this hard
communication
and
it gives you
the
cries of the loud-
speakers
hard of
improves
transmits
in
rendering noise
this
high noise
the
hard grinding sound
and
the cries
to
the heavenly klaxon
used
previously
you
heal
autokinetic
Worry about fires
(termites, carpenter bees,
carpenter ants).
There is no wood to burn.
Never replace your roof.
There is no warp,
rot, or sag (a simple
and fast erection).
We want open and
flexible homes (poplar styles),
an open system,
any size, any location
(enjoy year after
year).
Choose one suit,
your taste, brick and stucco,
shingles or tile.
We want peace of
mind in lightning storms,
hot rolled bolted
purlins, knowing
every column and
bolt in your family.
We’ve seen it all!
We can lose 400 years within 40 hours.
What do you have,
the total opening,
the cost of ownership,
the new tenant or
application?
There is no magic!
The reason is clear:
all of your walls
will be straight
and true.
car
tires chirp
in
sudden acceleration
oversteer,
understeer
stay
in a straight line
with
octane
the
visceral acceleration
the
six speed trannys
the
second quicker
the difference inside
the plainjane suspension w/o
the
staggered tires
the only good thing
it’s worth
a look to find threads
a
touring application
a hard launch
a
good stab
a
corner fast
a bubble
loose
chunks barking in corners
tomb quiet standing water
these
howls
woefully
supple
water
moniker
anywhere,
anytime
i thought i was going to die
all
winter last winter
even
in rain
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picidae the
piculet
the wryneck
the woodpecker
Lewis’
Red-headed
Acorn Gila
Yellow-bellied
Ladder-backed
Nuttall’s
Downy
Hairy White-headed
Pileated
the sapsucker
Red-naped
Red-breasted
Williamson’s
the flicker
Northern
near
passerine over 200
yoked
(two forward,
two
back) or three-toe
long
tongue
echo-locate
grubs
a
large family wood chisel
shock
absorbing musculature
stiff
tail feathers
upright
on trees
woodland avifauna
drill
holes
trap line from tree to tree
new
nest holes every year
old
ones taken over by owls
bluebirds,
wrens, chickadees
a memorable experience
rumors
of the Ivory-billed or Imperial
last
seen deep in the previous century
books
are not merely objects
the
un-linered back of the truck
sticks
and pads sliding
the
keys in the dark
innards
and stumps
flying
around flying objects
push
means the clothes
a
box for the toys
table saw casters
clean
bed of metal
crossbows
toy trucks
vengeful
spirits
cart
dead and black
full
of trash cans
spray
on glass objects
trigger
nozzle
dry brush fired cracking
slurry
like roadkill
cardboard
boxes overflowing crates
slightly
weighted wooden
a
rattling overrun and silence
bazooka crates
of armor
the
first sound a tinkling sound
small
objects and some furniture
mass
of food and refuse
several
long tubes pointed padded
fired
and exploded in a moment
singsong
sound of little bottles
smudgy,
light leaking
Early afternoon
America
at day's end great shadows graduate, contract,
an earthquake reported like rolling waves,
coughing, shifting—
no
hollering
no
heavy objects
no
sports equipment
no
emergency gear
no
contractor tools
no
sonic booms
no
rumbling trucks
no
distant London
—half out
the door hanging over the bed
stepping high and clumsy
rattling windows, pressure waves
flying across the room
as objects began to take shape:
the
far corner
the
clatter of glass
the
wide beam
the
perfect shape
the
long hooked objects of wonder
the
distant country
the
dry lake bed
the
mechanical problems
the
whole house
the
width of the bed
a plenum
of constructed objects
a long
burlap sack
the
computer speakers, some sealed, some rattling
a new
crash of thunder
the
rattle of tree branches
the
child who fell from the sky
the
downy beds of ease.
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