Thursday, February 28, 2013

Redacted in a Wind Down

" Redacted in a Wind Down "

by Suzán Jiván, Mom
& Mom-Mom Suzán

The taint of scandal
in sanctimonious gambits
relieved of command
redacted in a wind down
of the invaluable
after an absence
of transparency
while gathering to chat
with everyday randomness
as a new apple named, "Alice"


increasingly combative
neither vegan nor paleo
from cane to cake
with a sweet taste
while holding its shape
by singing the praises
of a surname
in chaotic situations


like wordplay--
completely faked
unable to gauge
the mostly plain
deluged states
of the rain in Spain

with a stocking
over its face
in deviation
of the endgame
as discomfort remains
for the uninitiated


intimidated by modesty and strength
along gritty lanes prior to graduation
by implication more relatable
to an uncut wedding cake


needlessly endangered
by sudden resignations
with half the taint
blockaded by accusations
without objections raised
over jeopardization
of public safety


like a radical sea change
of plaintiffs saying
they were mistaken
in secret statements
as refusals to implicate
the unshakable
during decades too late
for bushy-bearded
hunting gangs
with saintly names
in oxyacetylene flames...

Wednesday, February 27, 2013

Inhibiting the Amygdala

" Inhibiting the Amygdala "

by Suzán Jiván, Mom
& Mom-Mom Suzán

Meaningful endpoints
shaggily majestic
capped with density
as ruffs encircling necks

heads spinning and swiveling
with admonition for the pivotal
from elsewhere on the head
like facial expressions
in pencil sketches

of no mutual threat
from an expert's pen
with the willful intensity
of a toxin-injected forehead

inhibiting the amygdala
into submission
by celebrity physicists
with armies of caregivers

implying coexistence
as sexually irresistible
stemming from the bigness
of a placebo impossible to dismiss

like bewitchingly brilliant
statisticians of cataclysms
across hackneyed backstories
trafficked implacably

as a rash of swagger
in a swashbuckling mask
giving voice to a tale
from the safety of club chairs

for the last lucid male
clamoring placidly
for bold action
tricked into marrying

self-sharing urgency factors
with nominal attractions
to the out-of-character dastardly
raising ratings and hackles

in minute detail
like the royal family
appearing radically
in brash ballets
of the past

pared away into outer space
with great care taken
satisfyingly replaced
by camellia cascades
on a cloud-covered day
of unexplained infatuation

with the power to astound
while looking strangely out
of place in the initial stages
of frustration counterbalanced
in lower case as a mainstay

like a railway being laid
under hard labor
with little praise from valets
of ghostly natures

as splendid
bellwethers
at street level
without exception
slightly less
than viral contents

like highly penetrating
cruelties of an age
with comblike serrations
two times their own weight
abundantly veined...

Tuesday, February 26, 2013

Gridded and Irradiated

" Gridded and Irradiated "

by Suzán Jiván, Mom
& Mom-Mom Suzán

Acquired tastes
staggeringly brave
as strengthened curators
chasing intergenerational change


pleated, ruched and laced
aided by labels on pyramidal planes
of pale pink paint portrayed
as sun-laced mountain ranges


improvisationally gridded
and irradiated by vaguely
melancholic refrains
of musculature and veining


in the strange angles
of extravagant claims
spray painted by snakes
against garden colonnades


strictly segregated
by majestic unstraightness
in batting cages made from stainless
steel razors under brutal interrogation


in new yoga-posed locations
of rotations as aftertastes
expecting to vacate destinations
by neighborly filmmakers


from the front pages in crucial ways
like faked mayhem in shake-ups
of strangeness by the voraciously
deranged while declining to claim
endangerment from the grave


clawing their way
while ruffing clubs
and leading spades
of slippery connotations
after raising the stakes


plunging headlong
into banjo-plucking songs
with the call and response
as virtuosity of dominant robots
in subscription concerts


toward the so-called, "boring"
while fending off urban sprawl
in a sappy love song
after knocking down doors
in due course evening the scores...

Monday, February 25, 2013

Perfunctorily Plush

" Perfunctorily Plush "

by Suzán Jiván, Mom
& Mom-Mom Suzán

Percolating nominations
in pink and lavender painted
as lax personalities
like candidates of gaming
in multilayers
among a core fan base
difficult to duplicate
during a holiday hiatus

as peculiarities of pedantic galleries
painted within a hair's flickering feeling
of gimmickry, straightforwardly silly
while jockeying for position
within lunchtime buzzes
of dozens and dozens
pretty much done up as snubs
by behemoths of libidinous
sad-funny comeuppance

cathartically hard to concoct
hypnotically clean yet creamy
mimicking heart beats and breathing
in a bluesy debut of brushed drums
and strummed strings while mustering
robust celebrity bubbled wunderkinds
playing the numbers unbecomingly
overrun by perfunctorily
plush oxblood clutches...

Sunday, February 24, 2013

Madly Shaking Shillelaghs

" Madly Shaking Shillelaghs "

by Suzán Jiván, Mom
& Mom-Mom Suzán

Pushed up
against one
originally from
a moment
to catch up
to almost none


madly shaking shillelaghs
and crudely dragging a dalliance
becoming seriously messed up
in a quirky send up friskily blending
enviously eminent forced confessions
of emotional divestments
with funny senses of self
in the center of obviousness


like bioluminescence
as remote-contolled
consciousness
in genuinely clever
genuflections
with pressed-on
vinyl letters...

Saturday, February 23, 2013

In Linchpin Locales

" In Linchpin Locales "

by Suzán Jiván, Mom
& Mom-Mom Suzán

The months-long run-up
to a front-runner
not counting for much
in immortal matters
of head-conking apples


filling out secret ballots
with thumbnail ads
as sluggish ticket sales
of per chance in lots of areas
up for grabs like a latter-day flapper


misty and romantic
wallowing in sadness
with the ambushed
passion of the academy
covered in rags
of inexactness
like cultural patterns
of anachronistic panels


filled with troubled aspects
of gold statuettes
with detractors as subject matter
for adaptive razzle-dazzlers
judged as heavy-handed
during an annual telecast


outside the frighteningly nightmarish
heartland of a right-hand man
like a failed romance with red flags
in live action facing facts as backlash
in linchpin locales back in the saddle...

Friday, February 22, 2013

Self-Branded, Trend-Forecasted

" Self-Branded, Trend-Forecasted "

by Suzán Jiván, Mom
& Mom-Mom Suzán

A shadowy war
of the so-called
across-the-board
leaked like dirty secrets

being tricked out
like a Kewpie
quirkily distinctive
precisely sheared
as self-branded
trend-forecasted
air-force glasses

body hugging
and flesh-baring
as a sunless tan
during a sample sale
of killer stiletto sandals

like canny self-packaging
for untrammeled personalities
pushing creaking IV stands
of life-saving care while staring
guardedly past a disastrous clash

as palaces scramble
to ease breaking glass ceilings
while bombs rattle the capital
with expansions of engine plants
in the ruins of rarities
becoming extinct bravely
and haphazardly
like plane crashes

recently and resoundingly
while leading the pack
in shopping sprees
taking at easy
with nervous energy
in unnamed counties
of sprawling cities

initially clumsily phumphering
within crumbling buildings
of pitch-perfect clarity
as no need to travel
with groundbreaking details
like double doses of pandering
while making new art like mad...

Thursday, February 21, 2013

Rewards to Listeners

" Rewards to Listeners "

by Suzán Jiván, Mom
& Mom-Mom Suzán

Treasures that fell
twisted into swans
thwarted down
an amorphous hall
of law enforcement

as an out-of-proportion
cautionary voice
at the starting point
of a broadcast for historians

winning the battle of imagery
with muskets and pistols of officials
dwelling too long on one issue
of the possibly fictitious
that already exists
indistinguishable from zillions

flown out the window
subliminally
into cavernous drill
halls in increments
as rewards to listeners
with means of cynicism
within drifts hit with fits
of reminiscence...

Wednesday, February 20, 2013

A Withering Dissent

" A Withering Dissent "

by Suzán Jiván, Mom
& Mom-Mom Suzán

A withering dissent
among the many
short-term memories
in nightly segments


leaving questions
of comprehension
on the concrete levels
of abandoned doorsteps


as celebratory gestures
of passive aggressive
contents of sentimental
heart-wrenching comments


pre-empted by unrelenting
expletives of rebels expressed
in bellicose manifestos
unsympathetic to unhappy endings


like comic effects
bringing glimmers
of questionable intent
drawing heavily
down the stretch on stealth


in seedy motels
with the highest percent
of tough questions
loosely connected
by sustained momentum
for rabid revenge


in actions alternating
between scoured and crackly
stalking and kidnapping
reduced to freelancing in mid air


as the rockets' red glare
rising then crashing
like uncoiled contraptions
for eight tracks in grab bags
of half-full glasses that gush then sag


unsparingly raspy
clamorous classes
of punchy chapters
like ferocious finales
of overblown brass
in mass circulation...

Tuesday, February 19, 2013

On the Outskirts

" On the Outskirts "

by Suzán Jiván, Mom
& Mom-Mom Suzán

On the outskirts
tapping into activity
with little doubt
around an ivory tower
of hackers


switching to high-capacity
magazines with fresh scrutiny
of mass shootings
giving pause
with little plausibility
of influential laws
as no fun at all


counting by fours
for student test scores
by creeping into corners
on the top floor
while knocking down doors
at predawn during a meteor storm...

Monday, February 18, 2013

Fuming and Flailing

" Fuming and Flailing "

by Suzán Jiván, Mom
& Mom-Mom Suzán

A potent mix
outlasting a passing
as an actual scramble
fuming and flailing
flashing a hint--
just a hint--of a grin

wrinkle upon wrinkle
seeming to linger
in the littlest league
of fire breathing

cut and dried
like a quantifiable
pleasing on the ears
as no easy feat

while getting up to speed
with strategies like cleats
in university varsities
licked by riddles of gullibility

as a slip and a pick
in a dubious decision
with still a scintilla
in the final minutes
of a dizzying distancing

signaling with semaphores
of mother/daughter pinafores
with the sheer force of a distress call
like an aborted throwaway song
settling the score by humming along...

Sunday, February 17, 2013

Sharpening a Relationship

" Sharpening a Relationship "

by Suzán Jiván, Mom
& Mom-Mom Suzán

Sharpening a relationship
in a garden-level bedroom
as a hard-core goddess' response
donning a bank-robber head sock


toting bottles--frozen solid
past gleaming pots
in ornamental lock-ups
of museum wet bars


well within sight
of eHarmony.com
with friends at hostels
seemingly honest
as far-flung buds
from distant countries


texting out of context
sending messages on safari
long before departure
right from the start


buttery, nutty
lingering on the tongue
while clicking buttons
cross country
running from hundreds
that bacteria just love
touchingly nourishing...

Saturday, February 16, 2013

Fleshed Out by Storm Clouds

" Fleshed Out by Storm Clouds "

by Suzán Jiván, Mom
& Mom-Mom Suzán

Ungraspable from far back
encapsulated by contrast
as a sub-Saharan moon mask
of scarification patterns

masquerading as self-awareness
while sky scanning for spats
of talismanic figures in black
strikingly fast in intergalactic detail

as an aurora borealis
nightmarish
on an ambitious scale
of fake fairy tales
in stark photographs

taking over childhood homes
like captured soldiers
armored in pot holders
fleshed out by storm clouds
as gowns rarely worn out...

Postcarded Topographies

" Postcarded Topographies "

by Suzán Jiván, Mom
& Mom-Mom Suzán

Testing out
uncomplicated responses
to full-bodied repertoires
of constantly curving arms
encircling the heart

as a high honor
of intellectual property
for extremely positive
animatronics
in amusement parks

while hitting stop and start
with a lot of hip-hop
on postcarded topographies
of the vaguely elegiac

traditionally staid
by lack of innovation
placidly hazy
as no match
for the neoclassical

skittishly looking back
to timid passages
faces scratched out
on shifting pantheons
in long arcs
of gentle glissandos...

Friday, February 15, 2013

Hard-to-Find Publications

" Hard-to-Find Publications "

by Suzán Jiván, Mom
& Mom-Mom Suzán

Mostly on paper
obliquely related
in hard-to-find
publications
as ancient havens
of hanging
public imaginations
like nature
blooming and fading
into windswept places
downsized or drained
out in grids against beige
shown floating
with cremated remains


shimmering forth
as purple-tinted water
ambivalent about disorder
like an idealist of the first order
both tedious and revelatory
while sifting and sorting


becoming frayed
by sudden acclaim
stolen and stormed away
as inexhaustible trepidation
exuding scorn for boredom
in a weathered doorway
of self-portraits as windfalls...

Ready, Set, Go

" Ready, Set, Go "

by Suzán Jiván, Mom
& Mom-Mom Suzán

Ready, set, go atypically cozy
in a trunk show of clutch cargo
coming up roses finally opening
after rotating in a showcase
of the chosen as baby clothes
in a sleepover of the fully grown


smitten with mad money
as a gradual catalyst
for sorority sisters
with cardboard pistols
in simple silhouettes
under new directives
for the permanent collection
of involuntary memories

with the fragility of friendships
both in length and pacing
while dropping out of labor
and being perceived
as rarities meant to be
like no small feat pounding keys
of neon beams of green
amounting to mere novelties

like cosmonaut dogs
as standard samplings
of bizarre artifacts
with big capacities
for reinventing
hankerings for Iranian
monkeys in space
without explanation
for fuzzy data emanating
from pinhole moments
under neutron microscopes...

Thursday, February 14, 2013

A Self-Selected Network

" A Self-Selected Network "

by Suzán Jiván, Mom
& Mom-Mom Suzán

A self-selected network
of online friends for every
preference and prospect


pitched and upticked
by a plagiarist
with a real-life feel
of the weirdly familiar


as sweaters smelling
faintly of peat
in a bubble and a squeak


balding and ugly
frequently peeling away
wearing a blonde wig
and a conical bra
as hiding spots


while missing the mark
for next year's model
with four F sharps at the ER
rouge or blanc


as an old Saab
drizzled upon
like a snob
with little
in the way
of dialogue


in a campy
drinking party
of a bipolar novel
like a loud and chaotic
séance with quiet disregard


strongly autobiographical
adverb heavy with revenge
in the retelling of a lech


like lemon and thyme
as two lives sometimes
hiding by writing
in undermined plot lines


reread many times
while attempting satire
in a mash-up
of who-done-its


nursing one another
with way too much
of sullen primary subjects
as suspects gone clubbing...

Wednesday, February 13, 2013

Minimum Wage on Fat Tuesday

" Minimum Wage on Fat Tuesday "

by Suzán Jiván, Mom
& Mom-Mom Suzán

Pushing to lift
millions
in the middle
by raising
the minimum


in complete
avoidance
of an all-
of-a-sudden
filibuster
by a sole
gunman


as a self-described,
"survivalist"
commits suicide
held-up
in the tiny confines
of an ignitable
Lincoln-like cabin


set ablaze
as a president
addresses the nation
behind balustrades
as barricades
on Fat Tuesday...

Tuesday, February 12, 2013

Chitchatting with Insularity

" Chitchatting with Insularity "

by Suzán Jiván, Mom
& Mom-Mom Suzán

Barricaded inside
of a low-rated cable
as a piece of work
in a workstation


found to be losing clout
in the annually revamped
family sedans for passengers
with parental tech sets


with a need for buzz
and branding from scratch
with unlimited access
to mournful newscasts
while chatting with insularity...

Not So Fast

" Not So Fast "

by Suzán Jiván, Mom
& Mom-Mom Suzán

Throbbing vocals
cheeky cameos
old-fashionably
claustrophobic

as sounds
coming out
of anesthesia
recording a horse
closer to a dog
but neither an otter
nor a walrus

in gallons of water
smooth yet heavy
glossaries of effects
like stringing bows
across copper bowls

as sonic prospects
of artillery while whistling
past the clatterings of cavalry
in the middle of a vast battle
as the leader of the pack--not so fast...

Monday, February 11, 2013

On Message and On Script

" On Message and On Script "

by Suzán Jiván, Mom
& Mom-Mom Suzán

Evenly spaced
after being held sideways
with an eye on the prize

focused entirely
on a drawn-out fight
negatively defined

by long-time free enterprise
with the guys on the sidelines
being denied their rights

keeping on message and on script
as an awkward fit
in a high-camp, low-budget film

outfitted in high-end fashion lines
while recognizably defying
sprite-like ladylike taglines

cautiously toasted
after being rolled
and unfolded in polychrome

as a way to defray
the makings of a readymade
becoming punctuated by a database

widely made of high-minded
polymorphous erstwhiles
enshrined postcard like in paradise...

Promised by the Sky

" Promised by the Sky "

by Suzán Jiván, Mom
& Mom-Mom Suzán

Promised by the sky
overwhelmed by a wireless
lowered in price
while dressed to the nines

up-cycled at a fraction
of the price
with a green screwdriver
meeting a deadline
of just in time

most notably opposed to desires
while packed in white on the sidelines
as advertised with turgid advice
bamboozled by pirates online

like commercial pilots flying
on high-profile cancelled flights
non the wiser with oversight
bleary-eyed and unrealized...

Sunday, February 10, 2013

Overlapping Canons Like Lollygags

" Overlapping Canons Like Lollygags "

by Suzán Jiván, Mom
& Mom-Mom Suzán

Taking a sharp edge
signaling the intention
of a stiff sentence

intensifying attempts
to "Meet the Press"
with the next contender

at a prominent intersection
of matched-up traffickers
while clapping with quips and banter

within the thinnest of margins
becoming trapped by the gauzy fabrics
of overlapping canons like lollygags...

Strummed and Plucked

" Strummed and Plucked "

by Suzán Jiván, Mom
& Mom-Mom Suzán

Hugely important
over the long haul
as the hammer falls
on the new normal
no cameras no coughing
in substandard protocols


like rolling a boulder uphill
while syncopating open fifths
with miniature harmony shifts
of grinding rhythms


strummed and plucked
as fully adult newcomers
reinterpreting rock classics
in concert-ending jams


getting harder and harder
huddled up in parkas
of problem-solving bravado
as artifices of armor
unconsciously playing parts
of tidy ironies
while feeling at ease...

Saturday, February 9, 2013

Milked Bovinties to Infinity

" Milked Bovinities to Infinity "

by Suzán Jiván, Mom
& Mom-Mom Suzán

The way Google curdles searches
is by commercially churning
the asymmetrical circlings
of the embarrassingly personal
with dirty words swirling cocksurely


as squeaky clean sweetness
spilling into site-specific dishes
with all the best of wishes welling up
into rabidly sputtering utterances
of milked bovinities to infinity...

Guardians of the Steady On

" Guardians of the Steady On "

by Suzán Jiván, Mom
& Mom-Mom Suzán

Downtrodden worthy of art
given equal prominence
as guardians of the steady on

chronicling antiquity and myth
with the immediacy of the presumably
much-needed busiest dreamers

newly released breathing heavily
with the deeper meaning
of a succinctly higher sheen

dogmatically answering back
with the solid grasp of all aspects
of a prismatic pantheon...

Friday, February 8, 2013

Fluffing Up a Dust Up

" Fluffing Up a Dust Up "

by Suzán Jiván, Mom
& Mom-Mom Suzán

Fluffing up a dust up
with a dysfunctional butler
as the latest in a flurry
of off the cuff fun

after hankering for the rough stuff
as suburban loves spring up
by getting out from under the ultimate
feely touchy in piquant studies
of feather dusters for couples
while donning white gloves...

Gleefully Tally Tagged

" Gleefully Tally Tagged "

by Suzán Jiván, Mom
& Mom-Mom Suzán

May hinge on a seesawing
come see come saw
come what may
solely by invitation


prompting speculation
when looking for say
the unlikely kindness
of strangers as status updates


posted most everyday
amid the high-tech "likes"
of a wily hide-and-seek
while being gleefully
tally tagged: "olly olly oxen free!"...

Thursday, February 7, 2013

Within the Breech of a Codpiece

" Within the Breech of a Codpiece "

by Suzán Jiván, Mom
& Mom-Mom Suzán

Resurfacing starkly
by seriously zeroing
in on the point points
of inaccuracies


while ticking through lists
on the fringes
of murky legacies
with anxieties on the rise


exchanged for the vial
while making light
of illnesses on the climb
by being denied oversight
as seen with the naked eye


like pointed pikes
as shafts of the iron-
clad from days past
akin to departments
of arms at the Metropolitan


as far-reaching
as the compounds
of Benghazi
embroiled in fraudulent
footballs as scramblings
to warn of fungal steroids
within the breech of a codpiece...

Wednesday, February 6, 2013

Piercing Acuity

" Piercing Acuity "

by Suzán Jiván, Mom
& Mom-Mom Suzán

Piercing acuity falling into halves
in waves of boldfaced laughter
while precariously clapping hands
after dancing unflappably


during the multitasking fanning
of interlacing flames
with violent engagements
of the unsustainable
brought about by a rape


under the guise of a risk taker
with the savviness of high-cuffed pants just shy of unexpectantly heavy
sweatiness knocked sideways
by a rampaging collaborator


while getting over the habits
of wildly impractical hacks
in random stacks of vanity
after passing Dairy Queens
using the greeting
from The Wizard of Oz
whose colors are
blue and orange
" Oops! Sorry! "...

Between Weight and Weightless

"Between Weight and Weightlessness"


by Suzán Jiván, Mom
& Mom-Mom Suzán


Below the tree line
across the river
along the top
of a landmark


with the flagging dancers
from the middle class
of a nomadic capital


frayed to the point
of invisibility
keeping their wits


turning their heads
toward modulated
gothic domiciles


as surprisingly
low leaps
in a lovely suite


with affecting ease
coated with feeling
off white sleeveless


feet springing
morphing seamlessly
between weight
and weightlessness


wrists overhead
at the helm
of a picturesque
center...

Tuesday, February 5, 2013

Costs per Click

" Costs per Click "

by Suzán Jiván, Mom
& Mom-Mom Suzán

Still in a struggle to inject the Yen
after a deadly ding-dong-Dell
pushed a leveraged
equity up to several
unexpected stakes in itself


becoming more relevant
when ends met
like groundbreaking efforts
with no more room left
in months of intense pressure


as prominent investors
use quantitative settings
from previously unsuccessful steps
to target a spearheaded 2 percent
led by lucrative costs per click
rebounding from a dip...

Monday, February 4, 2013

Quick-Trotting Dressage

" Quick-Trotting Dressage "

by Suzán Jiván, Mom
& Mom-Mom Suzán


The search for aliens is on again
in a grand slam of sun-splashed
goth heirs as co-chairs
of unmanned surveillance


sparring on contentious topics
by proxy after vanquishing
deep pockets supercharged
with quick-trotting dressage


completely encompassed
by the geometry
of hard-boiled choreography
with ear-piercing acuity


constantly circling
as sharp-beaked
bald eagles screech
in high-tech rings...

Doling Out the Washed Out

" Doling Out the Washed Out "

by Suzán Jiván, Mom
& Mom-Mom Suzán

From digital thinker
to flexing the intensely fleshy
by tensing up--then melting


more retro
than avant
but less
savvy than
doling out
the washed out


in a slim red blazer
with subdued
heavy breathing
originally released
like a plea


while boasting as usual
on a collision course with Google appealingly human
rescued and subdued
by having more to do

moving upwardly
into the cool
without exclusion
vulgar and wounded
in slurry grooves
of luminaries
while in previews


looking into the future
as brand-new
methods for choosing
grabbing the huge
door jams of vamps collapsing
into madness and frailty


harkening back
to textural depravities
as nips and tucks
in dizzying clips of soliloquies
replete with inconsistencies


brimming with tortured inabilities
occasionally wincing
with irreverencies
for the immemorially confessional


garbling names while scampering
around the stage as if playing
a game of tag with the physicality
and panging of a lost lad

in an eyeball rant
as fingers wag frantically
pulled from beneath a hat
screaming sparingly...

Nocturnal Outlaw

" Nocturnal Outlaw "

by Suzán Jiván, Mom
& Mom-Mom Suzán

Nocturnal outlaw
outside the ordinary
as old credos disappear

bootlegged and gang banged
after cashing the heart ace
and playing five diamonds
for a waitress with intrepidation

doubling up on clubs
and three no-trump
while ducking the dummy's
jack with a flask of machismo...

Sunday, February 3, 2013

Gas Mask or Face Mask

" Gas Mask or Face Mask "

by Suzán Jiván, Mom
& Mom-Mom Suzán

Finding rising reliance
on the thin ice of a goal line
behind the scenes
before conceding defeat

rethinking strategies
to minimize hits
by throwing missiles
while maintaining interest

after rushing off a plane
at an arrival gate
donning either a gas mask
or a face mask
during either an impasse
or a touch down pass...

Saturday, February 2, 2013

Hacked Off

" Hacked Off "

by Suzán Jiván, Mom
& Mom-Mom Suzán

Hacked off as an enormous drawback
in endless battles with gadgets
like black text on light grey
no longer in operation
minus birth dates
in start-up incubators
for speed dating


after matching
would-be collaborators
as lifelong players
of watch makers
with poker faces
attempting to hasten
the piracy of privacy
for the newly
enlightened
Father Time...

Friday, February 1, 2013

Self-Consciously Choppy

" Self-Consciously Choppy "

by Suzán Jiván, Mom
& Mom-Mom Suzán

A swollen stream
of contradictory ideas
and forgotten
archival materials


sporting white beards
wary of sharing
scarce sea glass
and hand-dyed rags


self-consciously choppy
as antipsychotic freighted novels
often ungodly and jarringly unlocked
like a catatonic au revoir...

A Faint Soundtrack

" A Faint Soundtrack "

by Suzán Jiván, Mom
& Mom-Mom Suzán

A faint soundtrack
both animal
and manmade

as warrens
in varied spaces
with titillation on paper

in dictated conversations
keeping pace with spellbinding
everydays in radiant combinations

situated in nature's lush vegetation
light and fresh
open ended then stitched together
with gilt thread

once staid and now as brazen
as a periodic table
on the odder end of an atomic chart
in a microscopic conflict

Minimalistic style
whetting the appetite
face and hands blackened
while spinning cotton candy

as big as the head of a baby
tearing about the stage
on a re-imagined greening plain...