I wanted to write a poem about why I stopped writing poetry last time by ARP

1996 (scare italics mine)

The wants are contours
artless process rewound

worn t-shirt pits torn

i: ligaments (first skipped pebble echoing)

and to iron out the creased ironing board cover
to fro polishing spray steam

yes a well
this rift fissure
where felspar is cut
and bound

no decoupling
by minimum
a space bar
no cut from
templex

bubblety subbles
twin cones
converge at the peak

me a former person
everyone else former
pre-Raphaelites

a cosplay beggar from Wigan
who left Brecht for passionate Bauhaus
certified by brass plate aplique

and mutual exoticising with boater gleam,
coastal cellophane saga pyre. hofstadter
penrose and google drive moebius spins
a cricketer here a boxer there. Claiming
honoris cause by virtue of surname alone.

I got my sigh on, scion

aran cable from a light house in the Azores
propane the fire for the AV tickle
welcome cursive signatories
spaceless barre of s/words

the russellian ward knew deep things
his biggest critic said forget their ethics,
and the felspar cut and images

of your book haul still read Borges after
all this time. How many histories of eternities
we sing mass times acceleration in St John's
Meth Lab. cool cogs shame about the soma.

I never reached America
but found double lunar transits
sirena coqueta y yo cantautor
fractal chaos kitchenware co.s
fuzzy logo mandelbrot maker

and out in starch grain paradise
visiolucid ludic visiopellucid
I haven't seen a horizontal fence
in ages. (I saw a crocodile in Lake Geneva
didn't ask where they were educated but they
all say Istria. Mountain climb like in yore)

in these flats love slate or otherwise
the letterboxes are filed vertically.
it pissed me right off at the beginning
of decrypt pyramid memory chain.

diamond and hourglass biaffine
on the rock platforms at nightfall
stars and picture precise acupuncture.
science of writing.