So many facts turn indigo if you let them. I fly east. I fly north. I fly south. I fly west. I fly east. We are going to go fishing as soon as our mental breakdowns are over with. “If Point A is here [pressing a point on my arm] and Point B is there [my leg], then we are time travelers, mom.” Have you ever noticed that Enigma almost anagrams Imagine? It is mere walking distance to a large supermarket adorned with carnival flags waving above old men in bright polyester parkas rolling vanilla-flavored cigars in the parking lot. Cool Whip™, Kool-Aid™, Tang™, and ten-for-a-buck neon drinks do not look like anything else because they aren’t. You know when you go to see a band and while they’re playing you kind of move your head from side to side as if to say, “Okay, this is a pleasant little ditty, this is cute” and you feel like you’re your dad doing the dishes with some Doors song stuck in his head? “I have thought simultaneously: ‘I really should learn the trombone’ and ‘there’s a dead ant.’” “My memory is structured like a disco ball.” “Everything I write is true, but so what?” My fear of clowns is well established. “I thought I read on one of the bottles in a Chinese pharmacy ‘octopus wigs.’” Your urine shouldn’t smell like rotting ham.
[Note: Sources: Bhanu Kapil, and Thelonious Rider, as quoted in Kapil’s “Ender-Night: Notes”, at Was Jack Kerouac a Punjabi?, 27 Dec 012; Koon Woon, “A Smoke Break at the Nuclear Command”, in “Solicited Poems by Koon Woon”, at Poetry Pacific, 11 Nov 012 (thanks, Shin Yu!); John Mathias, “Associational Poem for Peter Robinson at Sixty”, at Blackbox Manifold 9; Karla Cornejo Villavicenio, “Seeing Red”, at The New Inquiry, 27 Dec 012; Ben Johnson, “Best of the Best of 2012: Pitchfork”, at Vice, 27 Dec 012 (re: DIIV, Oshin); Edouard Levé, Autoportrait, as quoted in Brooks Sterritt, “25 Points: Autoportrait”, at HTMLGIANT, 27 Dec 012; Delon Ackerman, FB post, 27 Dec 012]