Jeff Bagato

baiting

baited. watch

watch again

watch ANOTHER

an avalanche this slow

seems piecemeal

from the ground

sheet

rock

wall talk

battle tack

a little kills. a lot

freezes for some thousand

years

better get

he’s waiting like teeth

antennas don’t interpret

they receive

receiving

receivers

believers

teaser bets on

believers

receiving

chatter notches

on a golden gun

A. whether tube. or tunnel

tinned tottle

whither tube

catching clash open sally

a tunnel isn’t open till it bleeds

a sandwich isn’t spoken

on a bun

B. candle water

bitter spindle

wanton spurtle

wander shuttle

striking lash enter pally

a candle’s just a dummy

til it’s lit

a frank isn’t furtled

lest it’s grilled

we must

we must

we must

we contemplate us

bracken

broken

breaking

already breaking

always broken

dialing up demons

every minute a crossroad

the devil you know

keeps fine company

way

out

letters appear

on the spec

of the moon

pointers pointing

that’s what they do

parchment pragmat

ic

not territory not

stabilized

fine sentence

barter to calibrate

a tree from a tree

a leaf like this never

leaves the

page

Jeff Bagato produces poetry and prose as well as mail art, electronic music and glitch video. New books for 2022 document experimental text work from the past few years, including In the Engine Room with Bettie and Andrea Reading Pornography, Gonch Poems, Robot Speak, and Floral Float Flume: Flue Flit Flip. A blog about his writing and publishing efforts can be found at http://jeffbagato.wordpress.com.