KEEP PLANNING time / space / about #053 Noam Hessler Crow It All

Модель-форма отрывка «Про этого», Маяковского, Как плеть к звездам из маяков CROWS GROW — CROW IT ALL? Fettered temper   Ye richboy,   Ye decoy, Innocentboy no pause,   Nigh no fret, Your frugal poeterasitizing bilk I want to frugalyze your fret. It is tempera   — So chaste —   And minim’listboy (you Buddha) Yes you neargrow voiceless, nay, hoarsely naught. Fret me, Mars,   Ye nohome hake akinto several loonies, Tho you’re no   Sageass   Skribbler,   Crow true: It’s a teemy prigtent   Cluttered to the vaults, Pudge topped up ‘cuz he bumped ye   — Plucks eyes out:   Script’ry! Ye collector   Of spumilies,   Scribbled eyes we flocked To claw, stretch on me with a song’s pressed ribbit. It’s a teemy prigtent,   Posivomitous schooners, Povertized, yea,   Grin out shamecheeked gribbles — And giant   Postured sectionals   Ye roostnik, Put zappage, slosh me ribbly, ‘cept ya forgave her. It’s a teemy prigtent   Pricked, I know:   — Exterior! — It’s a time of previews   Videos:   — Crass a trois! — Ye prissy!   Pearly clandist, why chastly rascal tenties Too claw valleys, pudgenosed mercerishes screamed at. It’s a time bazooka’d, tonsures rawblown — Urge no shlub-canalist read from Yandex? — Ye stinge with victuals   — Ah —   Nigh-dewtuliped Kasbbah-la. Slam to it:   Ought not to outphlegmnal your saw. It’s a time of previews,   Vulvic, near innoscented, — Toklas scrawls it: Out needy glades crawl embrya! You’re a glad-ish embryo   Ye splosh zamboniside Cavern-shed sky, oh gone mad pimply mappin’ ya. It’s a hymnalal time!   Nerd-necked pudge sobriety. Zip-twined ye crock instincted, gravelassed pregrew. Ye cock brutal — a yard-stick.   — Poor smelly flabbit, ye you! — That tries it; Posse playwright douches ease with skyr. It’s the time come in ye trial villain’s genius. Prick a zilla:   — Poors that   Deny Oodhalla! Postmortuary skribbles fly my revving devilish Ye grossly rascal-dabbling loosie, ye devil. It’s a time preshloughed,   Ostensibly -oteric Ye oddball   Bevel-gravelflooded blizzard. It’s a tent of nosescum postulated crossloo Moto-lotto-boats!   Out spurtclots fiscum. It’s a time to den, is ebbing phlegmymns. Call your nets — expel it — strike chalk love. I’m your   (It may)   Teem:   ......!

***  Noam Hessler is an American poet. They recently released a book called Officeparks. They live in New York and Vermont, and can be reached online via Twitter @poetryaccnt1518. 18 June 2026