Tenney Nathanson

huge night leaning, and the listening white grass held open

chop the mechanic’s wallet a smaller jungle rudimentary cash calculations six million

jewel saying John is negligent enormous pines thing fresh nothing

tangled human jackboots with Rudy blowing Goring

turn shaft packed into ball long tongue dark tip between head start supernatural velocity to the

bridge of his nose, reinforced: frozen wind blows him

The piano softly held her head like a wren, her wicker pencil playing c’est vrai

bound him to the rooms, time the words felt haughty nice young features exerted enough between

both, by caution their long shrewd carnival united them: forehead’s society.

he x-ray that anatomy his hand innuendo the master to the girls mounted disease lectures,

depravity of all,

hatred for the whole transubstantiation: lies, mercury, Jerusalem, as fresh as the meat passes by it

the male-female rows simple effect estranging the century whole year passes it by

lovely chattering the evening cared to be served to seethe the current applause arm. that feeble

salon so moved the lovely needle behind veils: plates pieces must go the air sounded the

mechanism crashing them aside the mountain.

manifold destiny to vent get slacks uncorked: bites prove condoms bolted this cold beer.

colloquial belief in races the origin of sin’s relativity new discoveries nothing.

used him anxious vogue

garish scenes the bright act parallel seed pods cognate maladroit skepticism solid quilt-work

dialogue bridges of bricks. because mud is best simile, worst also. excellent shadow sentence.

embers of itemized numerical doors. these cots sleep a wooden ladder left before them. In

balance, internal body held

ember rose into bloody whir of wings

swimming upon some object in bed suitable quarters pie

powder. vast tunnel through the sky’s young skin, so I think lay splayed with lotions and wax

months? bonds let it happened more face quiet lawn roared in spite of her crime kiss

she will be ready excited prettily traced by outsiders the rooms reached down

hiatus darker curtains drill forgive my pine, well, prevent feel, drill a hawk photograph

works of art all gone now bag of darkness early morning minutes forgotten logs left, click

landscape, whole population Mexico Arabian angel a story imagine marine light screened

during familiar trick stone walls stimulated ugh

drop one more held body he anointed dead head very well, stones against clean neck

caused great quantity of green herb stalk filaments very blunt she has richly adorned blunt

notched furrowed fibres

of the said ammoniac messenger—whether the lady opened suck her fig-tree

continue, laborer. proper auditory mark worships chaplet ribbon during token marriage puddings

voided at pragmatical

tongue for another couple--coneycatcher time! well, French? dum dum dum heil. give order that

evening time his proper person gild like aquiline stature out of

liquor: olives, peacocks storks woodcocks snipes turkey cocks pork pies dripping hung lumber

sauce legs with brisk tarts farts fritters (422-23)

thereafter the worthy emperor in him casually in the sixth exploratory olive bough, kind of lottery

stand close and be patient, choose belly Oh! the devil said spears might be better, wine afraid I’ll

do its business, fly ashore, let us swallow noble white damned good butt, salt water, brags

shivering shoulders howl worse—one snip thou art dainty, delicious.

now night winds nods gravely ghosts before us murmurs around the room for a little melting the

literal truth stop

classic manship the knife must be meaningful shaded head says

technique proved devices caused difference. Chris is doing his student tone butch ranklings

almost before slips, tallied dumb

Frankenstein equipment gee whiz kicks one gap rigidly for a demonstration

then picked cardboard names the origin of nothingness

sticky hotness booth covered deviousness. people speaking impossible organisms subjects and

predicates toilet

everything drift footpath eat shore the world. six written characters came later.

high flatness daisies, why later? earth, some goggles.

there’s trees, know-it-alls before longer teaching proof bit reviled instructor coiled violently with

throw up. something they almost produced.

intertexts

section 1: Leslie Scalapino, Dahlia’s Iris

section 4: Neil Stephenson, Cryptonomicon

section 5: Thomas Mann, The Magic Mountain

section 6: Steve McCaffery, Theory of Sediment

section 7: Tenney Nathanson, Home on the Range (The Night Sky with Stars in My Mouth)

section 8: Rabelais, Gargantua and Pantagruel

section 9: Robert M. Pirsig, Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance