You look for work, the world’s largest living thing. Its door weighs 4,000 years and grows one centimeter every decade. I once knew a goat named Romeo. He was the size of a Buick, covered with the hair of Enkidu. “Jesus,” I said, “that’s a big fucking goat!” He was a doctor of something. It takes more than 3 million gallons of water to frack a well. Dear fellow organism, this is a very weird miracle. Take my resume, for example. Rome is beautiful. Some people want to cut down the trees because they think the trees are useless. My son is talking to his crayons before eating them. Is us was us is. “Mooncalves lick up nebulae spit on the lawns Wearing two tails she snakes her way into the coiled continuum This she is dull eyes because tails hurl She spawns blind mice This she is agile strong flaring within a hot summer abyss She is the choice diet of amphisbaena who grew out of splattered blood from Medusa’s head.” And by the time others clothed kwloi and others vazelines (in case you didn't realize you lose all about 1/10 of your deposits.) Oh eh arniaaaa and your telling. To say that your NOT telling ... you got us all in your throat. Of the loans you do not give away something (because you’re worthy to you thought this too – if you have set) I mean And from time to others clothed ass and Vaseline others (if he does not lose all approximately 1/10 of your deposit.) Oh eh arniaaaa and your told you … to say that you are not telling you the ... we got it all on your neck. Of loans do not give you anything (because you are worthy and you thought this – if you had classes). I mean, if I had any hope remaining, I just watched Iggy Pop star in a Chrysler commercial. Remember “fecal soup”? Here, shaking, speaking from the place where “you” and “i” swirl in the tumbler of the giant’s throat. Microscopic activity in crustal basalt, detected only via byproduct. Not precisely animals. The kind of things that grow in drains. That wiry, fibrous stuff you get in a bad avocado. The agonized lover in us scrambles the rhetoric, drizzles toward a quarry, drowns. Or even a distant pinch. Ontological Activism. The cats are tapping the old man for psychic sap, milking him, stalking through rubbled dreams of the coming Land of the Dead. Cats infiltrate mystery fiction: men with coffee habits, ex-drinkers, post-traumatic spooks solving crimes the hard way. Moorcock uses cats like a scarf, like Peter Sellers in The Wrong Box; their claws scratch runes into his easy chair. According to Oil Spill Eater International, the EPA is guilty of violations to the Clean Water Act because they knowingly used the toxic dispersant instead of opting for cleaner, less toxic methods during the Deepwater Horizon disaster cleanup. OSEI is actually not off base with their accusations. Reports from late 2012 show that using oil dispersants like Corexit make oil spills less visible, but when combined with the oil, create a mixture that is 52x more toxic than the oil itself. The studies revealed that even in small amounts, the combination of oil and Corexit reduced the number of egg hatchings in small marine invertebrates by half. A man dressed vaguely like a Hell’s Angel grows more and more anxious. His tank-top reads, I Live Every Day in FEAR. He peels his fingernails and eats the pieces. Rome is gorgeous. His beard is like the gray and red streaked rusted shingles of the ruined cottages you happen upon, hidden in the wooded nooks of the Piazza San Pietro, except it’s made of hair. Light coming into fog against invisible / top of ridge, motionless leaf on branch / in foreground, wave sounding in channel.
[Note: Sources: Ryan Eckes, “inside the door”, “for the exterminator who introduces himself on my answering machine as ‘al the hired killer’”, at Ixnay Reader 4; Stephen Kuusisto, “The Goat Doctor”, at Planet of the Blind, 16 Mar 013; Credo Mobile, FB post, 16 Mar 013; CA Conrad, “from going to 108”, at Ixnay Reader 4; JBR; Elizabeth Scanlon, “Domestics”, at Ixnay Reader 4; Brenda Iijima, “THIS IS THIS: Allegorical Forms”, at Ixnay Reader 4; Yvonne Georgiadou, FB post (tr. Bing, then Google), 16 Mar 013 (part of a series of posts on how Cyprus just got austerity-screwed with a tax on retail bank-deposits); JBR; Good German, “Wave of ‘Ag Gag’ Bills Threaten Food Safety and Freedom of the Press”, at Disinformation, 16 Mar 013 (“A CBS “60 Minutes” exposé in 1987 documented widespread food safety violations by the poultry industry, making use of undercover video from a hidden camera placed by the “60 Minutes” crew. The episode vindicated U.S. Department of Agriculture (USDA) whistleblower Hobart Bartley, who had been ignored and threatened by his superiors and finally transferred to another plant when he warned of unsanitary conditions at a Simmons Industries plant in Missouri. Bartley was particularly irate about the “eight-foot-high vat of water called the ‘chiller,’ where as many as 10,000 chicken carcasses were routinely left to float, soaking up moisture to increase their selling weight. Dried blood, feces, and hair were floating in along with the dead birds. Diane Sawyer later called it ‘fecal soup.’” This kind of reportage is in great danger in a number of states from what are called ag-gag bills.); Jackie Wang, “i sing the song for the crane …”, at Ballerinas Dance With Machine Guns, 16 Mar 013; M John Harrison, “strange organisms”, at the m john harrison blog, 16 Mar 013; Anselm Berrigan, “Designated Human”, “Ontological Activism”, at Ixnay 1; Iain Sinclair, as quoted in John Coulthart, “Weekend Links 151”, at Feuilleton, 16 Mar 013; Good German, “EPA Accused Of Blocking Scientific Advancement of Corexit In BP Cleanup”, at Disinformation, 16 Mar 013; Michael Magee, “Poem Beginning with a Line of O’Hara’s”, at Ixnay 1; Stephen Ratcliffe, “3.16”, at Temporality, 16 Mar 013]