A l y s s a P e r r y —
CLOUDS
Stewart
getting coffee
for Binoche
on the train
routed
to a remake
of that old
production the
professional
woman
’s desire for
a woman
preprofessional
take over
her appetites
attention
her company
assist her
her personal
to be played
starlet three names
oh i’ve heard
so much about you
too
°
he’s just died
the screenplay
writer Klaus
in the mountains
pace and quiet
i am honored
to accept this
tunnel
ad reception
on his behalf i
n the fog
that’s the other
director Wilhelm
°
here a coffee
a professional accumulation
wets on
a grit of grain
heat collating
the crystalline
°
frame like
an accident
i we’re
call you back
in the mountains
this is Valentine?
red carpet
it’s love
one’s personal
assist / plays
personal assist
coincidence
preoccupation
order of
operations you
slate in
roles having been
pillows of abrasion
having been
exfoliant
°
play on
the woman
scorned
a good story
her disappearance
a profiterole
°
if it comes up
desire
subcutaneous
fish whose bones
in rising liquidify
VOTIVE HAGFISH
pressure plussed
something (
something times)
empty vol
°
why be so
endlessly
compressed
rejector sets
the transformative
image
the predictive
pix
the limpid
[[as]if]
eyes of spaghetti
on you deep
dreaming
your chin
inherit
your pupillance
°
when it so
rarely touches you
film on
straited teeth
what father’s means
on his behalf i’m honored
to build a career on
he gave me
everything
mean low
cloud forming
cubic zirconias
call screen
made to
beautiful
my job
don’t
look at me
°
how wise
to get out
entirely
pace and quiet
to dissipate
surface
meniscus
tilt vantage
self
dispursuèd
to get a
head
entirely
to deface this
°
a girl
a reaction
a girl
beneath scorn
a girl
our banner
not yet
formed
a girl
your girl
to stand
there
you need
her
to pay
her
all a girl
wants
is a
a role
and it’s
given
we
deliver
when do
you need her
°
twenty years
it’ll go on
months
and months
’s exhaust
eye teeth
fasten
a wrist around
girl watch
assent
to watch
°
Juliette to
sign the contract
who is the
signs the contract
to brew coffee
to argue your piece
to stage scenes
and read
to interpret
literatures
delicate to
under things
bathe up
do u want me
to finish it
pay for
°
drive to
a party
far city all
downhill
this last night
forevers
its taut bells
°
i’m pouring water
on cut granules
working me into
this steam
were i
produce affect
were i
to produce
anything
processional
greens
°
camera aims
offscreen
it dawns again
NO FATE
NO SELF NO
PERSONALLY
°
low serpentine
vines of fog
Canon of
Pachelbel’s
mirage cell
°
mountain face solos
’naked guising
°
the total
cloud inversion
next scene
cloud that
so caffeine
°
she’s not here right now
it can go on like this
it can it really can
it can it really
can it
really can it
can it can it
can
.