In the House of the Hangman 841

One can’t help wanting to taste the seams of vintage wallpaper and / or vintage glue. We are brimming with piñatas now. Mutant sea creatures, suspicious slits, mercurial wrists, shattering mercury thermometers. Wormy cupcakes. As an event it demarcates the limitropic degeneration of a whole which never effectuates full annihilation or complete effacement (hence the nomenclature ( )hole complex) and for this reason it perpetuates a poromechanical decay whose incessant dynamism is maintained by differentiation between solid and void. WHAT IS THAT SICKLY SWEET CHOKING SOUND? Tellurian lube. “Do you know who John Lennon is?” “Yeah, president before Lincoln.” “The princess told the soldier, if you can wait 100 days and nights under my balcony, then I shall be yours.” So he waited night and day, through rain and freezing cold. Then, on the 99th day, he stood up and went away. Andy to Jean-Michel: “I don’t know what’s good anymore!” Now I am balancing my laptop, rather unthoughtfully upon my exhausted puppy, and thinking about Catherine Clements syncope and conversion hysteria among cheerleaders and Susan Faludi and Caitlin Flanagan’s alarmist theories of the girl, and Freud’s ... for an essay that is due this week and for some reason ... I’ve been repressing. Perhaps I will write it on the plane tomorrow. History is a crime scene, and that crime is theatrical, “with velvet trim / in the whistle of seeing.” “If the wind cries Mary sounds like The ring pulsed maria then you have your ears tuned. Back to the city in chains ………… trees typewritering ………… I am indeed a nurse. SKIN HORSE will stimulate some neurons to try some new actions, to scare up some gathering, to be thrilled. People walk by in a gas full of chins and scripture. Places where the illusion of time may be imagined as an escalator, or cow. Which is why I love going to the library. An airplane engine encrusted with coral. An old man on the corner of Kearney and Clay bowing a two-stringed erhu. Laynie, Laura, Judith and I inverted ourselves above a body of golden, clear and rushing water in Sabino canyon. There were tiny pineapples. There were three energy rings around each Saguaro. Forty minutes from Nogales. Border notes. I now understand my mother’s old Ukrainian saying that the thief’s hat is always on fire. Three conversations about the wall. 1000 prostrations. Having started to pay attention to ‘Kazoo Dreamboats’ it turns out that I have been applying Bayes’s rule. I did not find out how these figures were arrived at nor whether there were any other variables. In terms of prevention it would seem that lithium might be beneficial. In low pale extradite. A day this one assign yours grow up to main, leaf round and round the cost plus crush split stamina. Me such unarm same peril fovea pass fire mantle and glib overt. Tie to air close to, to disclaim that for. Clearly the logical way to handle such a drill was to have two workers suit up in an enormous papier-mâché rhino suit while others poke it with sticks, shoot at it with fake dart guns, and eventually net it, all in a kind of slo-mo suggesting tranqs were taken by everyone involved. This thoroughness whose traditions have become so reflective, / your distinction is merely a quill at the bottom of the sea / tracing forever the fabulous alarms of the mute / so that in the limpid tosses of your violet dinginess / a pus appears and lingers like a groan from the collar / of a reproachful tree whose needles are tired of howling. Destruction, being blind, is statistical.

[Note: Source: Matt Jasper, Juliet Cook, “HORRIFIC CONFECTION – The Poetic Pursuit of Juliet Cook”, at Horrific Confection; JBR; Rexa Negarestani, Cyclonopedia; <“13 MOVIE QUOTATIONS ABOUT VISUAL POETRY (as I see it/them)”, at Tip of the Knife 8 (the quotes are from The Departed, Cinema Paradiso, Basquiat); Kate Zambreno, “subversive valentine’s reading”, at Frances Farmer Is My Sister, 12 Feb 012; anon, Olivia Cronk, Dara Wier, as quoted in Johannes Göransson, “Olivia Cronk’s Skin Horse (excerpts), at Montevidayo, 12 Feb 012; John Olson, “Buffalo Bill In The Holy Land”, at Tillalala Chronicles, 12 Feb 012; Bhanu Kapil, “A Brief List of Miracles plus Blog Hiatus Extraordinaire”, at Was Jack Kerouac a Punjabi?, 12 Feb 012; JBR (for Bhanu); Adrian J Ivakhiv, “On not blogging, and its results”, at immanence, 12 Feb 012; John Armstrong, and J H Prynne, “Streak, willing, entourage, artesian”, as quoted in Armstrong’s “Reading Poetry the Bayesian Way”, at Bebrowed’s Blog, 12 Feb 012 (Tie to air … disclaim that for, which is from the same Prynne poem, can be found at Bebrowed’s Blog, 8 Feb 010); Michelle Schusterman, “Meanwhile, in Tokyo: Police battle escaped papier-mâché rhino [VID]”, at Matador Network, 10 Feb 012; Frank O’Hara, “Second Avenue”, as quoted in John Latta, “Against Arrangement (O’Hara)”, at Isoli di Rifiuti, 10 Feb 012; Jean-Paul Sartre, War Diaries (12 Nov 1939) (tr. Quintin Hoare)]

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