Ilya Krieger (b.1978)
Russian Federation

TELEGRAMS AND ANGER

 

 

TELEGRAMS AND ANGER

 

 

 

 

 

Foxtrots

Octaves

words

syncopes

syntax

Topsy-turvy

Rag-once

Rag-twice

Rag-tag-tumble

The lines are crossing as drumsticks

Thank you Mr. Lobachevsky

Tune in turn out

Go-go

Black and white

Starry-eyed mammoths of swing

Animal visionaries

Lizard dashes

about the hands

rushes

throws the skin after skin

the copper s dream

drum fraction scatters over

It drills as a mosaic

over the scat

lobsters and hipsters

Octaves

words

zigzags

clarinet guffaw

The glasses of glasses are chattering by

tubby trumpet

The sleep-walking bass on a velvet foot

blocks ferments in the heads

(visual demonstration of the theory of strings)

The intro in selfdom

Blow up baby

Rhythm a mad train to be seized

by a tail

pushed to the rails

Lumps of notes are melting inside

Octaves

words

syncopes

syntax

beat the bottles

throw the handfuls of keys

of reality

Oh the elastic coda

I discarded

 

 

 


We ve floating into the

Borderless night

Soundblind moon is

Melting us

Watching us

The oily mustard of its light s

Beheading us

Beholding us

 

 


30 ejaculate conceptions

To Eluard and Breton

cedilla /

c / windfield /

devil s pond / oasis /

Virginia creeper /

train s whistle / reading / fan /

springboard / lyre bird /

lynx / orchid /

past midnight / sewing machine /

first step / spiral /

perpetual calendar /

a toast to the lumberjack /

elopement in a boat / earrings /

holy table / life belt / public garden /

trap / Vercingetorix s head / flea game /

baptism of the bells / aurora borealis

 

 

 

 

You-know-what

I can connect nothing and nothing. T. S. Eliot

 

my dear Oldman

sophisticated beggar

alphabetize

class aliens and

cement plains

nerves magic murder and the weather

poultry ideas and statement bodies

zoom :

alto is mounting the scaffold

it is a pity

she is

a whore

an abiotic alphabet

an amalgamated summer lawn

an aliquot alienist

an amaranthine aureole

reality bites it s clear

without gaps

within doors

black- stockinged wireless act

wildscreen version 2.0

wide-spread angel s jaws

fading masculinity

Zummer time

the weather is easy

good morning Buddha

 

 

Drugs and Magic Remedies

 

Handle from a suitcase

Powder from a pain

Death from a wound

Smell from naphthalene

Losses from a drought

Darling from woods

Light from a lamp

Key from a house

Giant from the birth


 

 

 

 

Electronically tested

Go now

Side A

Side B

Side in C

Both sides now

Shot by both sides

Beautiful morning

Twisted clouds

reset

a perfect day

too fast to love

Urban blue yellow taxi

Truly fine citizen

Little bit me little bit you

Meet rising Son

Jesus the Cool

on the main line

Blessed are the sick

sisters and brothers

nightingales and bombers

pioneers and aphrodisiacs

elastic bones and butterflies

So far, so good So what?

 

 

 

 

I m Levi s man and

Panasonic man

Industrial man

In flood of time

Vacuum head

Intel inside

I fan the breezes

I m boss I eat meat

I drink all the poetry

I take ideas

Barocco stream rococo stream Rockefeller stream

But my arteries the doctor told me are still young arteries

I am space, man


 

 

 

 

The signs maiden. Introspection

I learnt her by heart

Fall

Red and sulfur

(It is naked

It is free

faster faster

faster faster

faster )

I kissed

I looked at the sky, where black on white

Nevermore

I ve overlooked that I knew and how to be pleased

( rain & rain & rain)

Not assorting a road

The day is standing still in vain

Hardened

Bleached

Untwisted

Landscape

at half-mast

under the palpable mouse-colored skies

I recollect summers autumns

More often winters

Springs have allocated a worse place on backyard

Also is for what

Spirits of violets are all around

 


 

The Myth of Monday

Winter

Vintage

Highly compressed language system

Parity

Junction

Angular silver

Imprinting

Embodiment

Prefixes suffixes and inflectional endings

Playfulness of junctaposed word-clusters

New phrase new hope

Raging existence


 

 

Story of L.

I refuse to see that black hunter.

I refuse to be a victim.

If I close my eyes my eyes

the black question will disappear.

I am transiting humans

passing by. It is free.

Converting. Magnetizing.

Actualizing. Dramatizing.

Going mad from

Suffering.

 

 

 

 

The mirror

in which H...-H

looked from below-below

V. Holan

 

Pulse-beat

may explode

the dusty muteness

The gap goes between your

Tight v-neck and

Muscat lips and

Mascara fresco and

Palms and

Half-shells half-isolated soul

An asymmetrical mystery

rubber nipples and pants and

Legs are long

Alone

blossom and facets and tints and

ruby fingernails and bosom and

tissue-paper s nothing like your skin

Pine needles are blinking

At the bottom of your

oval eyes

wide open

 

 

 

 

 

Story of E.

 

even different

play

long

live

blue

hurry

eye-chattering

mean something

home

 

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