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Disconnection Ok'D

post an atom.
we need one.

subversions
differentiations
of Chantal Akerman reading the Ladies Almanac.
grandpa was jewish,
maybe this summer i'll go to Israel
 and visit the mother of all mothers.
The trapezoidal parallelogram
the exponential function with a base
which does not equal a.
Curvatures and theorems
calculating the dimensions
of delta and the centroid.
lables + schedules + links + locations +options=
to label a schedule provides a link to a location which has many options.
israeli prime minister of home land secularity.
the pope is new. the pope is old. the pope is apparently the pope.
the pope cares?
the pope does not care?
the pope is the puppet.
the pope is not a puppet.
the puppets laugh.
as the pope popes.
the poor muslim mans.
the poor muslims.
why create so many gods.
say, just for an instant,
that it is just an idea.
an pretty clever idea.
when was the last time you thought of an idea called 'god.'
what was your last idea?
could you map it on the visible spectrum?
so your bifocals could cerebrally focus?
and sync to the mystic monthy surprise called a menses.
 the divine comedy.
it is a comedy.
wag the tail of a beloved.
rip the tail of the beloved.
fall into a pit.
come out of the pit.
eat a pit.
choke on a pit.
spit the pit.
the pit grows into more pits.
someone else picks the pit.
eats the pit.
chokes on the pit.
dies of the pit.
[enter hypothetical scene]

squirrel!

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Miasma

i've taken up drinking.
talking to a wall.
a wall of confusions.
delusions.
agitations.
in depth analyzation. 
sadness. 
the word 
of the day
of blight.
smite? 
a worldly
glorious 
delight. 
she sits 
in one spot
gladly staring
into a face
a
face
a face
a face
a 
face.
the face
with
eyes.
with mouth.
with mystery
with

with

depth
long gone.
wonders
what 
it is like?
why not?
why so?
why anyway?
ever?
why.
because!
because!
the face replies
showing her 
dismay
and assemblage
she thought she had,
but inferiority
takes over
like a raging
baboon
over her young.
her young.
their youth
the youth
of questions
and no answers
the youth of mirrors
the face
and
the ass

tonight
she too
like me
will take up drinking
away from
confused questions
questions not even
formulated.
a 
blank.
a language vacation.

start with an
adjective
she ponders
an adjective
a simili of nouns
[auto correct
interjections
correcting her
created words.
the fascism!]
going over
the past before
the word
of written
words
a word? 
a word.
!!!!! flee !!!!!!!!!
she flew
melted 
into a word

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Pip Pip Hurray

Sending the tending to an unfriended ending,
 yet somehow suspending from rending a newly offending recommending.
Logotype monotype linotype,
overripe stereotype,
 teletyped an unripe heliotype. 
Guttersnipe snipe,
 stipe snipe ripe,
 a wipe type a tripe, 
unleash a withering hype. 


Dip snip,
nip lip,
slip skip,
rip the apple pip
over a battleship Chip.
Clip,
airstrip,
blip,
scrip,
gyp,
flip,
dip.


Unsip, blue clip,
A warship, weathering stick. 
To miche an itch,
to stitch a witch.
Rich a quitch,
Hitch a flitch.
Gabrilowitsch,
the grand son of a *****!
Pitched a ditch to flitch a niche.
Made a rich hitch lich.


The Thia tie thy tried to untie an unshy,
Spied a sny sty,
He ascribed a bribe tribe,
to dib drib, lib and sib.


A death pale,
dwaled and engrailed,
enjailed and bewailed.
The cocktale turned into a,
ginger ale stale.
A hobnail.
A pale kale.
The whale waled
a veil of wail.
The stale air,
railed the quailing sale.
Dipped the snip,
to pip the tip,
and baled the avail,
to the flailed snail.


Attract extract reenact,
saddle backed and subtracted,
the tact the pact
an unmistakable fact.


Swag the unsage,
the wage of the tutelage.
A coffee break
a bit of a cornflake
cupcaked the cake of the devil's flake.
Draked the fake fruitcake,
and hake the jake on the mellow lake.
Mistake the overtake.
A pancake sheik,
cried spake of a toothache.
Ack Ack!
Back, Bootblack Jack.
Pack the Pontiac rack,
 sack the Hackensack,
hijack the  leatherback.
Offtrack the outback,
rack the sack,
smack the stack,
stickleback the tictack track,
to the umiak Union Jack.


Twack the whack yak sack,
A mystical one eyed zodiac.
 Bready a speedy,
deedy the weedy,
Reedy to leedy.
Unheedy indeedy.


Leda, Vida, Theda.
Sketched an etch,
itched a hatch.
So speechless,
breathless,
toothless.
The socialist,
the communist,
the theorist
the terrorist.
Bedded the bedding
in a dreadful beheading.
Weeded the weed,
leading the lead,
tended the teed.


The ready read,
the reedy reeded.
The seedy seeded.




The end is Ending.

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The Color Wheel

i stood there.
i stood there looking into his eyes,
his eyes.
his eyes were warm,
warmth which i cannot explain in this century.
warmth.
oranges, yellows, pinks,
warmth which hugs your tired feet,
warmth you imagine when you are alone and lonely,
warmth.

his eyes were warm.
his face, sweet.
so sweet.
sweet enough to give it a tug,
give it a tug or two,
a sweet
tender
tug.

because he knew him,
and i knew him,
and he knew that i knew him,
i knew that he knew that i knew,
and it was silence.

silence of sweetness.
sweetness of god.
the sweetened you might imagine,
in gods honey bee garden.
the smell of flowers.
the delightful smell,
of spring,
of laughter,
of surprise of youth.
the sweet taste of love.
the pond you hope to swim in for eternity, 
this sweetness.
i saw.

i felt,
my heart puddled into this sweetness.
this nectar.
one might only feel in god,
i saw in his eyes.
and his face.

warm face.
warm heart.
a winters oven heart.
gladly embracing the lonely stranger,
so mercifully,
so gently.

tall he stands
looking slighting down
into my eyes.
eyes which can only hope to flower.
to yearn
for tender touch.
body mind and soul
embrace.

a dance of,
orange and blue.
green and red.
yellow and purple.

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Myoscopic Interaction

to wrap you around in one.
the grand pupal descension.
a bite of summertime,
of falling.

to take a silent pause.
page filled with imagined
detailed scenarios.
memories. 
left to the viewer to ponder.

to a beauty,
with gentle strokes of brilliance.
gladly caressing yours.
that familiar stop,
of blissful adoration.
the pain.

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Thing

A thing.
 A human being.
Versatile human legs. 
Limbs as trees. 
Birth some sort of fruit.
fruit of confusing
birth trembling
strange fruit.
devour myself
a fruit of yours.
tickled fruit
smell of being
ample sweats
being
the fruit as you
your body
as limbs
break of 
declare 
rein 
autarchy
tyrannical rule

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Honeymoon Is Over

what is wrong with thee?
o, plenty.
The non verbal,
repetitor.
She listens to wandering
ghostly attempts at
remembering
the past
to perserve
her future
to maintain
a quo.
ta.

of whom she laid eyes on,
upon the day
when her heart spoke
the language
of the unknown monk
whom the captain watts
often quoted,
the bible.s
the jesuses.
the buddhas.
the alahs.
the gods of gods and gods.
the lonely man,
from a distant universe.
sat in the house, on a cliff,
looked out his window to the desolate rocky ocean.
he grayed over time.
over worries
over creations
over complications and simplicities.
he, like us, also laughed and weeped.
with a pen in his hand,
direction from which is irrelevant,
wrote the play of life.
took his time,
might i add.
detailed.
spotted.
dotted.
zags.
his wife never nagged.
he had none.
he wrote.
dramas. mysteries.
but mostly comedies.
once his plays came to act,
suddenly he felt no responsibility.
it was his creation.
his ejaculation.
his shit.
his piss.
it was his external provocation.
the grand master of them all.
as we *****out daily nutrients.
and contemplate the paths of desires and dreams.
question reality. non reality.
the non creative.
the non god.
the non art.

 rain drops fall.
as if nothing happened.
or perhaps a response to whatever had happened.
she thinks.
she also worries.
how ever miniscule.
grandiose.
sub-turbulous the design.
a hike to the Himalayas and back.
not a journey for the weak hearted.

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The Chi City Blues

the blogger
is the wretched chicken
laying an asteroid.


the city dweller
is the self identifying
contagious forlorn.


he strives 
for the praise.
he strives 
for a masterpiece.


he is
in fact
a ruffian. 


the breasts 
of equality
the jaw of
rebellion.
the revolutionary
spark plug.


the YES MAN!


in this world,
when you are left to the bone.
no one wants to hear your
bullshit. 
the bull*****baths
of selfless,
powerless,
diminishment
of a character.


they would always
rather have the hero.
the self rising dough. 
the collegiate fortune hunter. 


they say "JUMP!
misery will pull you down!"
way down.


the feel of a fine wine glass.
you hold its hollow delicateness. 
the heart.


contract and expand.
up and down we go.
from filth to pristine sterility. 


'tis better to have a hen tomorrow
than an egg today.

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O Poor Me

a nocturnal art escapist.
dreamer of dreams.
the sad clown.

tragedy belongs to all.
anecdote, to some.
antidote. to none.
cry a sad tear clown,
cry.

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Newtons Dilemma

works of art
like the ocean.
one dropped stone
causing a seemingly
infinit ripple.
movement. 
through art,
through literature,
through music.