Like apples : in a paper bag, in outer darkness, beautifully rainwashed, game over when Clarence “Frogman” Henry a] an old man depicted in shards b] a karaoke competition won by Beowulf, so he I who plunges hands into the apegrease where the uncomfortable twitch not a glass but a heart with liquid. He places the dehydrated coconut wafer on the counter in front of him, then carefully draws on it with an eyedropper, creating a dark green rorschach of pure hash oil. Time to play with Cherubic’s Cube. There was earth inside em, and / They dug. / There came a stillness then, came aussi a storm, / … / I dig, you dig, and it, the worm, digs too, / and the singing there says: They dig / one O, O none, O no one, O you : / I am the artful voyeur / of your brain’s exposed / and darkened combs, / your muscles’ webbing / and all your numbered bones : why not protein flowers and vitamin rain / the oblong wheel of life never stops slipping, / closest to the hole generates the most electricity : Antarctic Glacier Has Five-story Blood-red Waterfall of Primordial Ooze. Remember when I told you what my student said? “You can not eat tall buildings.” I mean, it’s no surprise to the Gnostic historian (who takes coincidences seriously) that psychoanalysis and the automobile arose at the same time. I know it’s not the dog’s fault. Google a fancy sausage. They shock the river to stun, capture and remove the fish. We must free ourselves from the delusion that we killed pa and slept with ma – that it is Mann gegen Mann und Gott gegen Alles out there on the road. Yet because a social reality has not been socially constructed in the sense that I can say it is here or there doesn’t mean it doesn’t practically exist. Sure, it’s a relatively new addition to the cuisine, but I bet you didn’t know that those people were stir-frying julienned potatoes and serving them al dente. And I bet you didn’t know that as cucumbers mature, they yellow … and the Chinese use them in soup! The red balloon in Goodnight Gorilla, on the other hand, is just there. It’s just hanging in every page, getting smaller but always existing — if sometimes only apparent by its black waving string. I don’t pay much attention to me, surprise, equipment will do nice things, what are we fighting for? The jungles of Arn? Back? Finer. Frozen spit hanging in the sky. That’s next to the glasses. We knots as horoglasses come in low. New mic! No bottles! Trumpet plugs. Be careful. “Membranes Contain Beautiful Patterns, but Their Function Is a Mystery.” They’re / fully lucid, are based / on the 12th century / Song Dynasty re- / make of the 10 / century medley / of archived values, / have Japanese quartz / movements, & are / water resistant / up to 5 ATM, like Michelangelo’s Carrara marble telephone. Don’t send soldiers; send poetry / Cash and food. / The temperatures are scattered / So beautifully and unreasonably / Across the map, the earth’s dream / … / A layering of medications [at varying altitudes]. I know why the grocery cart sparrow sings (he’s a shopaholic). “When Aylin Bloch Boynukisa writes in ‘The Genealogy of the Girl Organ’: ‘I change course with my porcelain eye / my blinking gigantic doll eye,’ it’s a change of course I can believe in.” ONE DOES NOT SIMPLY / GUESS THE AGE OF HUTS. Rich Owens says that’s his first meme. We got IT: Death. Bacon. Sinking and dancing and feeling great. Gaga is naked again. A skeleton with two balls on it. OK. I want to be a masquerade. You want to as well. You want to fly away with me above all the suffering, make sense and have fun outfits. In clubs. But without all the douchebags. (to Katy Perry’s Roar crescendo) Write a diary like Grizzly Man. With “great” “curiosity”. The world is trés weird. I want to be Edward in Twilight. Yolo? What kind of person gasses or bombs people? I sit on the train every day with fake blood in my hair because we don’t have a shower at work.
[Note: Sources: Tom Jenks, Streak Artefacts; JBR; Gregory Corso, epigraph to Brenda Serpick, “Well Water”, and Serpick herself, in eccolinguistics 2.2 (“the special issue”); Misha Narine, “Babylon’s Throne Gone Down”, at The Airship; JBR; Anne Gorrick, FB post, 30 Aug 013; Paul Celan, quoted in Argel Corpus, FB comment, 30 Aug 013; “Antarctic Glacier Has Five-story Blood-red Waterfall of Primordial Ooze”, at GOOD, 24 Feb 010, via Sandra Simonds, FB post, 30 Aug 013; Seamus Heaney (RIP), “Punishment”, at I am the Lizard Queen!, 2 Apr 07; Dan Raphael, “‘If you’re not living on the edge you’re taking up too much space’ – Skip Newell”, in eccolinguistics 2.2 (I think that’s the poem’s title); Jill Lily, FB comment, 30 Aug 013; JBR; Roger Gathman, “The Accident”, at Limited, Inc., 30 Aug 013; Debbi Brody, “A Cataclysm of Hens”, in eccolinguistics 2.2; Robert Sheppard, back cover blurb for Tom Jenks, Streak Artefacts; B Spencer, “For Potato Lovers Only: No Irish”, at Lawyers, Guns & Money, 30 Aug 013; Christopher Schaberg, “Dark River Balloon”, at What Is Literature?, 30 Aug 013; Lanny Quarles, “Necromancy Tu Jour”, at Jellybean Weirdo With Electric Snake Fang, 30 Aug 013; “Membranes Contain Beautiful Patterns, but Their Function Is a Mystery”, at Science Daily, 30 Aug 013; Mark Young, “geographies: Gathalunga”, “Snow / Bell”, in eccolinguistics 2.2; JBR; George Eklund, “Tierra Humana”, in eccolinguistics 2.2; JBR, but see previous, which has “in the sky”; William Keckler, “I know why the grocery cart sparrow sings (he’s a shopaholic)”, at Joe Brainard’s Pyjamas (The Sequel), 30 Aug 013; Anna Hallberg, and Stina Kajaso, quoted in Johannes Göransson, “‘Corean Music’ part 6: The ‘Swedish Gurlesque,’ Sara Tuss Efrik and Stina Kajaso”, at Harriet, 29 Aug 013; Richard Owens, “My First Meme”, at Damn the Caesars, 30 Aug 013 (the text appears above and below a photo of Ron Silliman); JBR]