Wednesday, August 29, 2012

Letting the Rhythm Come to Her

" Letting the Rhythm Come to Her "

by Suzán Jiván

Letting the rhythm
come to her
on the cusp
of a build up
as accompaniment
to scribbles on a bill
while scuttering
across the kitchen
and finding a niche
lacking in ambition

as a stream
of consciousness
vital and vivid
satisfying and original
as slapdash depictions
of the violently killed
in parodies
of poverty-stricken
visceral trump tricks
with comfortable margins
of 86 imps...

Tuesday, August 28, 2012

Change is Constant

" Change is Constant "

by Suzán Jiván

Change is constant crashing the party
while still evolving new jazz harmonies
and playing eagerly year-by-year
after spackling the pristine
white teeth of malevolent families

abandoned in a subsequent crash
like unblinking cameras
of skeletal houses with famine animals
in front and in back of smoky glass
grisly theatrical as pairs of dancers
long been synapsed by contrarians

still fit for a prince seeming to flit
with a ridiculous spit polished
nubby nuance while closing the concert
with devoted followers
suffixed with, "cigar"

in its history as a sitcom
with workshops on tobacco farms
like sidebars for a Ponzi Schemes
while driving hard bargains
for the most popular genres
from any row or column

outlined by a box
of popular mythology
at times like a little odd
comical robot cracked on top
spewing clouds of dialogue
"smoking or non"...

Thursday, August 23, 2012

A Perfect Replica

" A Perfect Replica "

by Suzán Jiván

A perfect replica
suddenly gone queasy
during a lifelong sleep
while breathing deeply
with a cuddly species
of squishy credibility

accessing ancestral memories
as blended genetic chemistry
unconsciously affected
by descendants' health

like savants of recollection
rewiring themselves
without question
in red leather ledgers
swirled with white letters
of inherited forgetting...

Tuesday, August 21, 2012

Holding Steadfast

" Holding Steadfast "

by Suzán Jiván

Holding steadfast
when threatened
by monetary weapons
of hedge fund investors
and chief executives
as asterisks
to targetted markets

preoccupied by sex
but little else
as serial molesters
push up against
excelling in excess
with low overhead
and self-correcting
pocket protectors...

Monday, August 20, 2012

By Looking In

" By Looking In "

by Suzán Jiván

By looking in
and sipping
the minimum
within minutes

as if by accident
with a blunt sadness
hovering around the fountain
in a thrillingly powerful packed house

perilously alone
downing a whiskey and soda
while hoisting a skull-and-bones
in stop motion...

Saturday, August 18, 2012

Sunday Night Drops Us

" Sunday Night Drops Us "

by Suzán Jiván

Sunday night drops us
as a lot to watch
washed up
in intermittent intervals
like diaries reprinted
then told in pictures
within a bottled city

looming largely
as more orthodox exemplars
fed up with bowing
at irregular hours
in traditional galleries
of "when", "where" and "how"
being downsized
by backdrops and backgrounds

fantastic as captions
for far-fetched distant descendants'
attempts at self-expression
gridded against accompanying texts
of the expressionless declared, "dead"
at the registry of unheard
of "howevers" from family members
labeled with small lettering...

Thursday, August 16, 2012

Through the Park One Muddy

" Through the Park One Muddy "

by Suzán Jiván

Through the park one muddy
hard not to be reminded
of a remotely exciting
metal-halide haze

fully appreciated
along wooden pathways
navigated by ingrained
weathered planks...

Tuesday, August 14, 2012

Return is Diminishing

" Return is Diminishing "

by Suzán Jiván

Return is diminishing
with increasing scrutiny
known for a belated throw
in the latest disclosure
while going incognito as moles
with supposed previous notions

mostly indie-ish while flirting
with the fine print
contingent upon rigidity
by grappling with the slippery
mastery of mass-media prodigies
worked out exactly
as ironclad accolades with stature...

Monday, August 13, 2012

The Inner Solar System

" The Inner Solar System "

by Suzán Jiván

The inner solar system
within proximity
to temporary rings
varying, detangling
beacons sweeping
at warp speed
doomed to extinguishment
by coronal streamers

as megadunes loom
increasingly unsuitable
habitats for humans
as proof of huge
granular pillows
pricked with drip systems
scoured by gritted winds
and silted by diverted rivers
where fish used to swim

reduced to a trickle
difficult to calculate
undoubtedly replaced
by the newest data
of original names
from previous
generations

operating with free reign
on opposing banks
powered by hand cranks
as staples of the sacred

without realizing the secrets
of decoding machines
raised in eras
of prominent ideas
becoming clearer
by required readings
being brought to the brink

heavily erased and penciled in
in mid river where the air is thick
with the cost of doing business
by rubbing sticks
side-splittingly inflicted as seen fit...

Saturday, August 4, 2012

Hairsprings and Shock Absorbers

" Hairsprings and Shock Absorbers "

by Suzán Jiván

Hairsprings and shock absorbers
from bobcats to boars
while drinking black coffee
in the low light of mourning

after swilling white wine
on prior nights
despite life's strife
with the plight of rhinos
in proximity tonight

becoming grounded in science
synchronized like high sea pirates
with one tough timepiece
seen as a mastodon mystery
packed with gadgets as planned...

Friday, August 3, 2012

Celebrate the Impending

" Celebrate the Impending "

by Suzán Jiván

Celebrate the impending
eccentricities
after guaranteeing clarity
by thinking
about marriages of the past

regularly visited
as long-winded
individuals
seeking brevity

like self-serving and self-preserving
shipwrecked
manservants dutifully practicing
witchcraft
with the alacrity of the supernatural...

Thursday, August 2, 2012

Beyond Wherever

" Beyond Wherever "

by Suzán Jiván

Beyond wherever
she may have started
in a nonet
with a more-or-less
jazz sense

without question
as a synthesis of selves
each of whom
gets a hand or two

through the cumulative
unblocking ace-queen of hearts
while ruffing a club
and going down one

as declarers drew trumps
by leading in the dummy
covered with red rust...