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Wednesday, July 1, 2020

June 2020


1.
At the end of yesterday's truisms. 

Hollywood violence. Violent convulsion. Quite honestly 
it would do me good to shut up lately. 

I would but I can’t, man. My mind goes. 
Omaha. Greenwood. Apocalypse Now. 
Kristine Moran. Massive Attack. Dr. Strangelove. 

You talk too much. Absinthe at 10. I want your body.
Hakeem Olajuwon. Aime Cesaire 
Pablo Neruda. Antietam. Crab feast. Grape wasp. 
The rapidly declining desire to survive. 


2. 
Deuteronomy. Aspirin. The dust in bones. 

Chirico. Greenaway. 
Ripe steak on a Saturday night. 

The Choral Fantasy. High Noon. Juneteenth. 
I just learned that’s a thing this year. 


3. 
He’s reading Ulysses. She’s playing Debussy. 
I’m watching nobody. We went to the protest. 

An active mind as told by the smile. 
Josephine Baker. The Nude Maja. Tight plaid pants. 

Death is simply unavoidable. Dan Marino.
Mercan Dede. Spacemen 3. Tetsuro Sawada. 
No I don’t care your race. Rautavaaraa. 


4. 
To be context free--. 
that is a beautiful idea. 

Was it Ahmaud? Was it Rayshard? Eric. Breonna? 
Was it the Confederacy? Was it millions of bad explanhanations?
Told over time like a fake apology>

It was not apples or oranges. 
Gerome. Cleopatra. Sidney Bechet. Babylon. Cherry slice. 
Preet Bharara. Mad Dog Mattis. Tamir Rice. 


5. 
Woke up at 7 PM> too many options before me. 
Potatoes and eggs. No one to ask. La Pointe. 
Downtown Baltimore. Gun victim. Alton Sterling.

Appropriation? My views? My misconceived answers
justified in too much exquisite detail
for a story that must be forgotten to survive

like a winter seed. Waiting for a sun.
Night of the Iguana. Hajime Sorayama. Koyaanisqatsi. 
Those who aspire. Anonymous
forgotten stars. Polanski’s Macbeth. Aya Kato. Atlantis.
Like you, who wonders about reasoning 
when a plague is not mentioned in-textbook 
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or the greenhouse skies still not shown the lightning.  


6. 
We are beyond biscuits and gravy here.  
On a porch summer green, children with backpacks and pumpkins. 
Matthew W. Moore. Chiho Aoshima.  

Vivaldi constructed my mind. 
I cannot help but the pulse 
allegro. 
The taste of order and my mother’s crisping pies 
less entry to the logician’s anatomy chamber  
and the type of honest clear reflecting pools. 
-
Why does the narcissus bloom?

Whatever the world has shown you. 
I would remind you… 
believe me
it always has abundance more. 
Reveal space torn sum unnamed like so>
Take masculine audible ghost story for granted and decease. 
-
Take better notes. Ask fewer questions.


7.
Stereo MCs. Hobo Humpin Slobo Babe.  
One night of life as a Happy Monday.  
William Holden. 
The 1980s, inconceivable as it seems. 
We were the children in the fairy tale since deconstructed. 
Groovin High. Gang Gang Dance. John Lewis.
-
Good editors. Nameless names.

Nazi brides. Colonial apologies. Heart of Darkness. 
Thunderstorm traitor. Get the fuck off the tornado. 
Artichokes. 
Nunavut. Tierra del Fuego. The Azores. 
Waiting a million years. Just for us. 
Yes, and the taste of blueberries.
-
The Escapist from hell says none of these things.

What else was trueblue love when time fell down?

O my silence. You will be happy to hear it.
Brandywine milkshakes. Honduran cigars.
Slideshow interval.
How wonderful it was unquestioned. 
The delight of Tartini. Bison. Miura.
Wtweal. Floridian orchids. I know you are a Botticelli angel.
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Good lord I'm sorry I went on this long.


8. 

O I feel my silence comin soon.
Leonard Kwan. Julia Roca. One begins to wonder 
one begins/to wonder 

if he isn't just a bleeping computer of randomized integers.
Well not exactly I mean yeah, whatever. 

Anthony Santander. El Perro del Mar.


9. 

Misery and pain apparently, and XYZ.
I was aware I had been given half a story. 

I would but I can’t, man. My mind goes 
absolutely toward the zeroes I carry  
like the eggs of elephant birds in a windstorm home. 

Moby Dick at Cape Cod. Sister-in-law cocktails. 
Salvador Dali’s autobiography.  

There is still a lot to be said. 

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10. 

To say it, I would be someone else. 

Blaise Cendrars. Kalidasa. Joey Badass.
A nonwhite woman of contrapuntal cosmoses
deep and forgiving which I will not be.

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