Bananas
Occur in common
Light suggesting defiant
Yellow, yet never mistaken
For the sun. For the sun
Has refractory patterns
Making the sky blue.
Couldn’t make that up,
Promise enclosed,
Later to come.
After the party
Moved furniture maps
Where bodies have
Been. Where bodies
Have been another
Refractory pattern
Following from
Conversation. It did
Please them, yellow.
Bananas
Suddenly everybody in cars
looks stupid
terrain and violence
gazing into their hearts
under palm shade
“the heavenly fruit”
a frond
a story
something of consequence
Linnaeus: you rotten muse!
***
placeless echo
I do not know
Cold War Soviet Union
and long lines
under grey skies
“all Hands on yellow”
for nothing less than 9
inches
fit for requirement
we collect these things
in the most unlikely places
a saxophone across the lake
a cormorant swimming under its young
going Bananas & Banana Republic
make their first index in the OED
in 1935, together
echo
“hold my hand…”
Friar Tomas de Berlange
together we can say yes
yes to it all
the great book
the green pope
Bocas del Toro
fusarial wilt
Notting Hill, 1858
Donovan and the “backers”
Fifi
nematodes
Preston
Baker
Cap Cod where they
sail from
none of it
viable above 30° latitude
banna, bana, gbana, abana, fauna, banane
Musa Sapientum
El Pulpo
188 tons, premier
world
grist
***
the railway stations
have new names
new kings
new magnates
nine inches
still can I be
other?
Ferdinand de Lesseps had
plans for a channel
to make easy shipping
over and above Keith’s
land. This was “Big Mike’s”
era, a feasible claim.
La Gran Flota Blanca.
Two tycoons United
Cape Hatteras divided
a border of mutual exchange
for mutual benefit takes up
one square inch
of newsprint.
***
The doctors started prescribing bananas as they were no longer “disarranging digestive organs.” They could be used safely as a substitute for meat. One for every child and pregnant women, a new bright future to follow. Each hand takes only 18 months to mature, coming to market in 300 hours. About the holding sheds, there is not the same problem of a good Boudreaux mixture spreading its whitish-blue. Dopamine readily available so no one says “I’m going bananas” because it stopped making sense. Bananas do not grow on trees.
***
yellow hand holds
no
yellow land holds
yes
A
N
D
no
Margret isn’t
any less yellow
skin tone
through and through
than say I am
also yellow
to the core
say the spectrum
is only polished
as Roberson said
“there were ropes
n those trees.”
***
It was really all a big accident. A railway man plants bushels to feed a starving work crew. The first strike on the Island imported from Italy with their “secret societies” and “feuding family” politics. Robert Koch’s discovery resulting in a paradigmatic menu good for all people. And now this understanding that it is not enough only to know where to put things, but where they came from. Comparison of events leading to need. A swirl of war; 300 hours flat, the ships are already on their way back.
***
Is there more to the edge of a color
Than just the beginning of
Some another?
***
a space
forms
a noun
from
space
back into
space
a noun
forms
***
can we do
do we
can we come
complete
landscape
helicopter
breaks the air
into little
nouns
sounding
chop break
spaces
little left over
***
There was hunger
There was fear
And these are not
The same things
***
Thought to be unpatriotic
In still life.
Scientific America
“…by splitting the skin
longitudinally and giving
it a rotary motion
with the hand.”
I try this at home.
I try this and
Everywhere
The peels fall away
Making landscape ultra tricky.
***
“Not gonna be a war”
“Not a gun, but a nation”
“Not gonna tolerate it”
“Not for now, but for later”
“Not gonna be a tomorrow”
“Not Hope, stimulus, strength”
There was a dedication on television
I missed
***
Pretty soon unsexed land--
Its in-dwellings--
fight against itself
“Alright then,
bad-dick me.”
Bananas
To be centered is not a matter of holding your breath and counting one, two, cherry snot, damn-dicked, or the indentured to an impression of what there all. One, two, yellow moon find me in the grave yard. One, two, I’m under the bush. One, two, Yellow Yellow, I love your inefficiencies.
Bananas
A scooter defines no direction or mode of expectation, to have in mind a population. Lights flash many shades of green, red, and yellow across different nations in no particular order. Lights run regardless of the season, the long, animal body of a wish. Attention stands in for healing. An intensity of this magnitude demands allegory’s bitch, demur and good-natured. Breeding names the things that carry. A scooter may describe its form and where it has come from, but that is not the same as defining a mode of expectation. Just come out already, but remember the value of discrimination, the wizard in traffic. As many ways as a state touches itself, it is the heavenly fruit which binds us within a boundary. We are attempting the simplest measurement—you show me mine, I’ll show you yours.
Bananas
Weather’s elements withstanding our contrition, surfaced, to stabilize, to direct a plan—hyper-brow, teethed, darting—; cold calling instructs new pick up lines.
Alive again with axe in hand, wizards witnessed rarely in said manner.
Can I be my best?
Bananas
Don’t bury my body the colorblind train conductor said, so the buzzards can shit on your head. His last name was Christmas. This shocked the Columbians, the body and its conceit. He couldn’t read color signals; he didn’t last very long on the line. Yellow more sepia more gray more a story about cycles and birds. More Jamaican bodies for pestilential tropical conditions. I used to imagine all women whispered in French, even the ones balancing baskets on their heads. Down on the Vieux Carre, Bonilla bids farewell to the gunboats on the gulf. I’ve never seen a gunboat, but I’d guess they’re shaped like a dolphin, or a steel cigarette, Get Home Safe Boys painted under the bare legs of a woman. My body, the buzzards. The world can’t help it—nor can we. Our body, the buzzards.
Later, Trautwine would write a railway systems construction manual The Permanent Way. A good sense for meandering, Tegucigalpa paid by the mile. Slow at absorbing practices, it took a fictive mind to imagine, “Banana Republic.” Even the darkness had rail cars over turned and ties abandoned in wet ditches. All this, at a station, not in the metro.
At the age of Fourteen Samuel Zmurri’s name is misheard by a U.S immigrations officer. Zemurray wizardry satisfies America’s golden desires. Never mind the Demons or McKinley’s wound. Alleged, the doctors couldn’t locate the second bullet, lodged somewhere in the muscles of his back. Six days later his health took a turn for the worse. Take it easy on him boys. It was never true that there was only one kind of strife. There have always been two on earth. When you have got a full burden, the stuff of the earth yields.
No congress of the United States has met with more pleasing prospects than that which appears at the present time.
--12/4/28
La dictadura de las moscas. So it was a band of flies that rediscovered Quirigua. Flies of praise. Flies of futurity. Prospect flies. Flies of securities. Fly’s index rising. Flies indexing what was lost in the fold of time and palm fronds. I have never seen a yellow fly. I’ve only seen brown or black flies with silver eyes. President Wilson has never been charged with inciting a riot. It is not a crime to whisper in the bathroom of a language made of toothpicks and soap. It is not a crime to have these things inscribed in my body. I would know Miss Chiquita in a dream, though there are no more dreams of women. There is nothing failing about dispersal.
The first telegram to secretary Kellogg from the plaza at Cienaga station stated 50-60 deaths. It is known that United Fruit Company supplied guns and ammunition to insurrectionists. “Dollar Diplomacy’s” red ledger. The bodies were transported to the sea in train cars conducted by the company. Three months later the figures changed: 500-1000.
The atheist’s nightmare, the Banana and the hand are made perfectly for one another. Green too early, Yellow just right, Black too late. So God has placed a tab at the top. No contents squirt you in the face. The wrapper is biodegradable. Just the right shape for the human mouth. Seriously, the whole of its creation testifies to the genius of God’s creations.
Bananas
Were used as practice
Growing up and I still
Have this unit of measure
“He’s a show-er--
can’t stop
looking—“
Bumblebee is her favorite
Color
So we named
Everything
Yellow
Occur in common
Light suggesting defiant
Yellow, yet never mistaken
For the sun. For the sun
Has refractory patterns
Making the sky blue.
Couldn’t make that up,
Promise enclosed,
Later to come.
After the party
Moved furniture maps
Where bodies have
Been. Where bodies
Have been another
Refractory pattern
Following from
Conversation. It did
Please them, yellow.
Bananas
Suddenly everybody in cars
looks stupid
terrain and violence
gazing into their hearts
under palm shade
“the heavenly fruit”
a frond
a story
something of consequence
Linnaeus: you rotten muse!
***
placeless echo
I do not know
Cold War Soviet Union
and long lines
under grey skies
“all Hands on yellow”
for nothing less than 9
inches
fit for requirement
we collect these things
in the most unlikely places
a saxophone across the lake
a cormorant swimming under its young
going Bananas & Banana Republic
make their first index in the OED
in 1935, together
echo
“hold my hand…”
Friar Tomas de Berlange
together we can say yes
yes to it all
the great book
the green pope
Bocas del Toro
fusarial wilt
Notting Hill, 1858
Donovan and the “backers”
Fifi
nematodes
Preston
Baker
Cap Cod where they
sail from
none of it
viable above 30° latitude
banna, bana, gbana, abana, fauna, banane
Musa Sapientum
El Pulpo
188 tons, premier
world
grist
***
the railway stations
have new names
new kings
new magnates
nine inches
still can I be
other?
Ferdinand de Lesseps had
plans for a channel
to make easy shipping
over and above Keith’s
land. This was “Big Mike’s”
era, a feasible claim.
La Gran Flota Blanca.
Two tycoons United
Cape Hatteras divided
a border of mutual exchange
for mutual benefit takes up
one square inch
of newsprint.
***
The doctors started prescribing bananas as they were no longer “disarranging digestive organs.” They could be used safely as a substitute for meat. One for every child and pregnant women, a new bright future to follow. Each hand takes only 18 months to mature, coming to market in 300 hours. About the holding sheds, there is not the same problem of a good Boudreaux mixture spreading its whitish-blue. Dopamine readily available so no one says “I’m going bananas” because it stopped making sense. Bananas do not grow on trees.
***
yellow hand holds
no
yellow land holds
yes
A
N
D
no
Margret isn’t
any less yellow
skin tone
through and through
than say I am
also yellow
to the core
say the spectrum
is only polished
as Roberson said
“there were ropes
n those trees.”
***
It was really all a big accident. A railway man plants bushels to feed a starving work crew. The first strike on the Island imported from Italy with their “secret societies” and “feuding family” politics. Robert Koch’s discovery resulting in a paradigmatic menu good for all people. And now this understanding that it is not enough only to know where to put things, but where they came from. Comparison of events leading to need. A swirl of war; 300 hours flat, the ships are already on their way back.
***
Is there more to the edge of a color
Than just the beginning of
Some another?
***
a space
forms
a noun
from
space
back into
space
a noun
forms
***
can we do
do we
can we come
complete
landscape
helicopter
breaks the air
into little
nouns
sounding
chop break
spaces
little left over
***
There was hunger
There was fear
And these are not
The same things
***
Thought to be unpatriotic
In still life.
Scientific America
“…by splitting the skin
longitudinally and giving
it a rotary motion
with the hand.”
I try this at home.
I try this and
Everywhere
The peels fall away
Making landscape ultra tricky.
***
“Not gonna be a war”
“Not a gun, but a nation”
“Not gonna tolerate it”
“Not for now, but for later”
“Not gonna be a tomorrow”
“Not Hope, stimulus, strength”
There was a dedication on television
I missed
***
Pretty soon unsexed land--
Its in-dwellings--
fight against itself
“Alright then,
bad-dick me.”
Bananas
To be centered is not a matter of holding your breath and counting one, two, cherry snot, damn-dicked, or the indentured to an impression of what there all. One, two, yellow moon find me in the grave yard. One, two, I’m under the bush. One, two, Yellow Yellow, I love your inefficiencies.
Bananas
A scooter defines no direction or mode of expectation, to have in mind a population. Lights flash many shades of green, red, and yellow across different nations in no particular order. Lights run regardless of the season, the long, animal body of a wish. Attention stands in for healing. An intensity of this magnitude demands allegory’s bitch, demur and good-natured. Breeding names the things that carry. A scooter may describe its form and where it has come from, but that is not the same as defining a mode of expectation. Just come out already, but remember the value of discrimination, the wizard in traffic. As many ways as a state touches itself, it is the heavenly fruit which binds us within a boundary. We are attempting the simplest measurement—you show me mine, I’ll show you yours.
Bananas
Weather’s elements withstanding our contrition, surfaced, to stabilize, to direct a plan—hyper-brow, teethed, darting—; cold calling instructs new pick up lines.
Alive again with axe in hand, wizards witnessed rarely in said manner.
Can I be my best?
Bananas
Don’t bury my body the colorblind train conductor said, so the buzzards can shit on your head. His last name was Christmas. This shocked the Columbians, the body and its conceit. He couldn’t read color signals; he didn’t last very long on the line. Yellow more sepia more gray more a story about cycles and birds. More Jamaican bodies for pestilential tropical conditions. I used to imagine all women whispered in French, even the ones balancing baskets on their heads. Down on the Vieux Carre, Bonilla bids farewell to the gunboats on the gulf. I’ve never seen a gunboat, but I’d guess they’re shaped like a dolphin, or a steel cigarette, Get Home Safe Boys painted under the bare legs of a woman. My body, the buzzards. The world can’t help it—nor can we. Our body, the buzzards.
Later, Trautwine would write a railway systems construction manual The Permanent Way. A good sense for meandering, Tegucigalpa paid by the mile. Slow at absorbing practices, it took a fictive mind to imagine, “Banana Republic.” Even the darkness had rail cars over turned and ties abandoned in wet ditches. All this, at a station, not in the metro.
At the age of Fourteen Samuel Zmurri’s name is misheard by a U.S immigrations officer. Zemurray wizardry satisfies America’s golden desires. Never mind the Demons or McKinley’s wound. Alleged, the doctors couldn’t locate the second bullet, lodged somewhere in the muscles of his back. Six days later his health took a turn for the worse. Take it easy on him boys. It was never true that there was only one kind of strife. There have always been two on earth. When you have got a full burden, the stuff of the earth yields.
No congress of the United States has met with more pleasing prospects than that which appears at the present time.
--12/4/28
La dictadura de las moscas. So it was a band of flies that rediscovered Quirigua. Flies of praise. Flies of futurity. Prospect flies. Flies of securities. Fly’s index rising. Flies indexing what was lost in the fold of time and palm fronds. I have never seen a yellow fly. I’ve only seen brown or black flies with silver eyes. President Wilson has never been charged with inciting a riot. It is not a crime to whisper in the bathroom of a language made of toothpicks and soap. It is not a crime to have these things inscribed in my body. I would know Miss Chiquita in a dream, though there are no more dreams of women. There is nothing failing about dispersal.
The first telegram to secretary Kellogg from the plaza at Cienaga station stated 50-60 deaths. It is known that United Fruit Company supplied guns and ammunition to insurrectionists. “Dollar Diplomacy’s” red ledger. The bodies were transported to the sea in train cars conducted by the company. Three months later the figures changed: 500-1000.
The atheist’s nightmare, the Banana and the hand are made perfectly for one another. Green too early, Yellow just right, Black too late. So God has placed a tab at the top. No contents squirt you in the face. The wrapper is biodegradable. Just the right shape for the human mouth. Seriously, the whole of its creation testifies to the genius of God’s creations.
Bananas
Were used as practice
Growing up and I still
Have this unit of measure
“He’s a show-er--
can’t stop
looking—“
Bumblebee is her favorite
Color
So we named
Everything
Yellow