So I dedicate this thing here to old Schumann and his sweet Clara who today alas are bones. I dedicate it to the very crimson color scarlet, I am all askew, and – this story takes place in a state of emergency and a public calamity and don’t forget the structure of the atom is nonetheless known. Then the opening of the things sewn together the opening of the shifting the analogy of the opening also the pagination of the commands of the things like the cells in the wings of the branch and the cells in the veins of the Things of Each Possible Relation Hashing Against One Another. Why does the “Swedish Rhapsody” Numbers Station feature the voice of a small girl? The new generation of contact lenses will be packed with circuits, sensors and wireless technology – all designed to keep an eye on your health. Moss likes shade. It feeds on dark things, like the necropoleis of the Etruscans. But it seems completely reasonable to go without a shirt while walking along the rails in the heat of a Mexican afternoon. The mind, accelerated by Dexedrine, follows the shimmer of heat above the splintered ties and crunch of gravel. Monstrosity is a feature of poetry. Mutation is natural. Wave moves into wave. I can feel myself turning into a flamingo. At the time these guys hit the water the French Navy had declared the day a double code red. “Ah, that must be exhausting,” goes The Dude, whose 69 cent check to Ralph’s for some milk in the opening scene was dated September 11, 1991, exactly 10 years before the very famous changed what exactly? event. Whenever I hear the word “war,” I reach for my checkbook … “They knew this but they didn’t know what else to do. And so they just went on living and talking loudly.” Careless I met with a white rooster’s kiss / and a girl pulled down her pants in front of me / I ran into a suicide’s shade on the stairs / and was instructed: do not be scared / My father lifted me over his head / … / I stole, and others stole too / I set fire to sparrows, and others did too / such is life, but I had an outstanding gift / / I drive out thirty contentious philosophers / / my worries for the future prove I’m ill at ease — the earth is in motion but I have yet to sense it — Suddenly this tale meets: the “naked” violinist, back to the window as she practices. I would fain hope … (I kid you not). And if a child cries prisoner, you say, and if a man is tortured, say. This is not a time to keep the anger, I say. It is time set and make it look the edge. 20 seconds til the ground til the kingdom of this world beaten by wings on the invisible helmet I wear on top of my fucking hair “L’chaim,” I mumble, celebrating nothing. “Lots of people including Aristotle think error / an interesting and valuable mental event.” As a consequence doors open, and I’m auto-electrocuted. And that’s good, because I sneaked rather than snuck across the catalysts. (It’s what I’m good at while I’m wearing weaponized hand-shadow pajamas.) Traveling on a huge banana over the rainbow if eels lie vertically inside the statue. ‘Phoenix’ is a verb. The ash it entails peoples the treetops, strip me of my coos. “I was afraid to swallow, to make any noise.” Like a lawnmower over freshly pinked toenails, it works outside its tongue. Like the Scream franchise taught us, the call is always coming from inside the house. Or, in the words of my mother, “Don’t make me tell you what you know you won’t want to hear from anyone but yourself.” “I’m trusting myself to the banality that is in me.” “The Alien’s bio-mechanoid body is an intense white light, an orange light, sunlight, blinking blue lights, shafts of light, a portable neon light, ceiling light, first light the next day, twin searchlights, exterior lighting, yellow pools of light, numerous rotating coloured lights dotted around the platform starting to blink on-and-off.” And nurses your wounds with some generic brand Himalayan pink salt.
[Note: Sources: Clarice Lispector, The Hour of the Star, (tr. Benjamin Moser); Juliana Spahr, “Things of Each Possible Relation Hashing Against One Another”, “Unnamed Dragonfly Species”, in Well Then There Now; “The Conet Project”, at Irdial~Discs; Majestic, “Smart Contact Lenses To Monitor Your Health And Treat Disease”, at Disinformation, 12 Jan 012; John Olson, “Moss”, “The Smell Of The Mind when It’s Floating On Words”, at Tillalala Chronicles, 7 & 9 Jan 012; Christopher Jobson, at Colossal Art and Design, 12 Jan 012; Jimmy Chen, “On Nihilism”, at HTMLGIANT, 12 Jan 012; Ana Božičević and Amy King (?), “Wide-reading, Long-Seeing”, at PEN.org, 12 Jan 012 (‘When I hear the word culture, I reach for my revolver’, derives from the Nazi Hanns Johst’s play Schlageter; the variation ‘when I hear the word culture, I reach for my checkbook’ derives from Jean-Luc Godard’s Le Mépris (1963) (see Hans Haacke, “Symbolic Capital Management or what to do with the Good, the True, and the Beautiful”, at Society of Control); I will imagine that this variation belongs to Božičević and King); Xi Chuan, “Written at Thirty” (tr. Lucas Klein), at Terracotta Typewriter 9; Norma Cole, “Eat the Beans”, “In Memoriam Jacques Derrida”, in Bay Poetics (ed. Stephanie Young); Angye Gaona, “Soft tissue” (tr. Google), as quoted in “Apresada la poetisa y periodista Angye Gaona: se hace un llamado a la solidaridad a lectores de kaos y el mundo”, at kaosenlarad.net, 18 Jan 011 (“The poet Angye Gaona has been charged formally by the Colombian government prosecutors. She is accused of “Rebellion” and “drug trafficking.” The prosecutors have indicated that this frame-up trial will begin on 23 January 2012 at the special criminal court in Cartagena de Indias. …” – Séamas Cain, as quoted in Pierre Joris, “Colombian Poet Angye Gaona on Trial”, at Nomadics, 12 Jan 012); Marcus Slease, ‘Paris to Salt Lake City’, as quoted in Slease’s “from Spanish Fork manuscript (in progress . . . 2009, 2012)”, at Never Mind the Beasts, 12 Jan 012; JBR; Ariana Reines, “Haiti”, at Ariana Reines, 12 Jan 012; Leigh Stein, The Fallback Plan, as quoted in Adam Robinson, “Interview with Leigh Stein (3 and 4)”, at HTMLGIANT, 12 Jan 012; Anne Carson, as quoted in Katie Hartsock, “True Mistakes: Aristotle and Anne Carson on Metaphor”, as quoted in Timothy Morton, “Thought and Literary Form”, at Ecology without Nature, 12 Jan 012; Jack Kimball, “This is my deciding moment …”, at Pantaloons, 12 Jan 012; Stina Kajaso, “ready, able: mordor”, at valeveil; Eric Baus, “Votive Scores”, not quite as quoted in John Olson, “Baus House”, at Tillalala Chronicles, 11 Jan 012; Traci Lynn Matlock, “I cantered out here. Now I’m galloping back”, at The Noumenon Revelation, 11 Jan 012; Divya Victor, Tilda Swinton, mocspecific, Roland Barthes, Joey Yearous Algozin, as quoted in Victor’s “Favorite Things 2011: Divya Victor”, at The Disinhibitor, 11 Jan 011]
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