#99tespus

all 99 poems:

99 Tespus sitting on a wall for
99 nights
9 words/stanza
9 stanzas
99 poems
99 days

 

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99

99 / 99

and how drunk
the infonaut become
barefoot with hunger

faced with endless place
of dune diabolical
monochrome room

and sought he shelter
on the wall of tespu

sought he beauty
‘terrible and profound’
of the 99

many tongues in one nation
drawn out by expedition

in the courtyard
where the shell of astronaut lay

into the bunker
into the disco
AMALGAM
under earth

under oath
sword into
core creatrix cunt of constance

“only the strong”
said he, gentleman
“only the strange.”

#99tespus #irvingpaulpereira

98

98

in the last days of tespu
noir
sea spray

bed sheet
tangled with the veil of her
allegiance

a horizon of heat seekers
sleeping against the wall

wet constructs from the pit of nose
molten brain’d

rusting nail to hang lost pictures
phone numbers scrawled

shadows trapped in brick
tenuous in teeth
pure water

flower
yellow in its dusk
tusks of forgotten pleasures

taxidermy
dust
layered in purple rooms
saints of evidence

“maybe the bird lang”
she said
“vaccine the future”

#99tespus #irvingpaulpereira

97

97

constance
sung of the damage in
brain of druqs

nightingale singed wing
of the nest
the unlit room

given single stalk of rose
for dinner years ago

constants
in hungry mode
cigarette almost finishing
tumbling around

her table of warped pages
color smearing across eyelid

constance
lov lov
of jonny poo
head up skirt

of office
lady mother camera
up dress worm scenics

trauma army armed with rustle dried paintbrush
scratching, curled

constance from the breakage age
reality male storm havoc

#99tespus #irvingpaulpereira

96

96

babbling from the belly of the blocks near beach

echo of microphonic voices pleading or exaltations or croaking

it’s too bright for the frogs to emerge proudly

in swamp they wait for me as their child

but i am petulant, sexless, full of potent possibilities

like a chemical chain reacting with chemo on shore

face facing holes in the skyline, celebrating toxic exhaust

inhale, perpetrate, hallucinate, divine the instances of human failure

in urn, becoming babbling voice, proclaiming the end thyme

#99tespus #irvngpaulpereira

95

 

 

95

‘first cigarette
i cannot fathom
this messed up room

my phone is broken
sim card stolen
nails chipped

second cigarette
the clothes on the floor aren’t mine

I have fresh wounds
bite marks
empty balls
fever

spewing the food I had with her in moonlight

her outline is lost in neon
in bad reception

staff didn’t see anyone enter or leave my room

by cigarette three
I know these cigarettes are hers

I go home confused
in a borrowed bath robe

#99tespus #irvingpaulpereira

 

 

 

 

 

94

94

when
misfortunate romance serials
tries on your wet suit

you’re left naked
straddling television with
big screen profiles

crying with antennae in your eyes,
in your cardio

her voice becomes
a bird mating call
by morning

and alpha creatures
come to sniff her perfumed crotch

pull the plug
pug face
she won’t love you

record button fail
speakers fail
broadcast lost in snow

time for the radio
autotune love singer
blowing microphones

swallowed whole
with cable
connected to
spoilt abundant machines

#99tespus #irvingpaulpereira

93

93
 
when was the last time
you gave me jamboree?
 
even in my tip top cup
you are gone
 
like the first ray of cheese wave washing over
 
washi fingers
cut to perfection’s bloom
despite soil absence
 
you are horn from a red hose
crumpled tissue
 
a spike in blood sugar
a low orbiting adolescent
 
blocking my moon base
my block chain
my block
 
I rise above the tide of urinary tract infections
 
to see a pockmarked angel face with no breast
 
#99tespus #irvingpaulpereira

92

92

in your fatigues
fatigued
you are afraid
but aggressive

dark late evening
or too early morning blue black

migration pattern of winged creatures in the sky
swirling

closer
they cyclone into cocoon form
variable skin colour

humanoid
bats
or insects
or vampires
soundless
screaming
hairless

meat congealing in cocoon core
leaving behind skin suit

dark blue
maroon
sick decaying greens
black, charred, carbon

radio in
military base across the sea
to escape

with you
a woman loss to age to youth

#99tespus
#irvingpaulpereira

 

91

91

I once filed
to be your aeroplane
propellant lubricant

and oxygen
in zero gravity
in little gas mask

my dumbfounded love singing
my numb feeble burnt offerings

fly around your magnetic head
like pest or angel

whispering answers in your ears
to multiple choice questions

oh black seduction
how I saw you again
outside

cupcake station
of my heart
fake plastic jewelry shop

but you missed me
as in did not see

I missed you
as in
longing like
tonsil ache

#99tespus #iringpaulpereira