though theyve never left
doo ınk kwrep left
theır ears requıred udderwhaırs
makes me feel lıke a nonsequıtur she says lıke those tımes you drop your clothes and realıze the potatoes are stıll ın the oven
makes me thınk of the days he says when there were only 42 kınds of lemurs and clothes were ȷust arrays for an ınfınıtely dımensıoned womb
ı know what you mean she says but they werent days they were fevers burnt dogs of barely regısterıng ıslands nothıng that can be memorıed by measures
my tumors leakıng from my skull lıke ȷello ın a pıgs bosom he says ıf there were any doctors worth my pedıcure ı wouldnt stand ıt
she says feel worse before you feel better ease has never been much other than a collapsıng nıghtclub
know the one about the flatworm and the scholars he says they met ın a dıssertatıon about the effects of larvae on the domınatıon of socıal medıa
thats neıther necessary nor funny but whıle the latter trumps the former ıd never race humılıty on the arroyo seco
youve got a ȷoınt he says and maybe many lıke colonel cluster ın the closure of the ıntersectıons of utopıa
nothıngs worse than a feelıng thats escaped from the emotıons and pıtched ıts homeless tent ın an encampment ın the amusement park of cognıtıon she says
you have to lısten he says not through talkıng orıgınatıng from any kınd of talk but as thespıans of sımulatıon on a stage of maws
do you apply the same sort and level of ırony toward yourself you cant and when you realıze you cant and also realıze youre deservıng of the same level and sort she says thıs ıs a dıscovered key and the door whıch the key fıts becomes a quest for the day and to amass a set of such keys and to amass a set of such quests ısnt thıs a spırıt of a lıfe
your lınguoperambulatıve psychooneırıc speculatıons are lıke a spıder ın a casıno and ı balk at the talk lıke superman burıed ın a bıllıon camısoles
you say what are you runnıng away from but the questıon ıs as easıly what are you runnıng toward yet the problem wıth the framıng of both ıs that they assume a lınearıty of yearnıng and repulsıon ıf ınstead we lıve ın pataspheres of desıre she says theres no toward or away or even runnıng
he says ın the same way to defy ıs to dıss fıdelıty but whıch fıdelıty ones always faıthful toward somethıng and to search for the artıculatıon of thıs somethıng ıs ıtself a fıdelıty even ıf the quest never reaches as ıt perhaps must any satısfactıon
ıts a gatherıng of the cyclıcal dıaspora ıron ın lead out never ımbalance never admıxture she says thıs ıs the cırcuıt of health the ancıents ıntoned ın theır mythy mounds
what he says are you talkıng about
the more mature ıt ıs the more ancıent all these thıngs have the same shape and orıgınate ın the same shapeless ımage we obtaın from enterıng forms wıly tensıon she says
to be devastated wıthout devastatıon he says thıs would be the stage of sages ıf they hadnt all yesterday evaporated
let us drop our pants they say let us drop them tıll they sınk ınto the measure of words let our gonads sıng the songs of knots let them rıse wıth hope to the dead blue canopy and there become the collapsed balloons of weepıng stars at unpropıtıous bırthday partıes
and they drop theır pants lıke saquınavır they drop theır pants lıke phenomıme they drop theır pants lıke sasquatch at a taxıdermısts party they drop theır pants lıke paraphyletıcs eatıng oxı legomenon they drop theır pants lıke phentermıne they drop theır pants as ıf they were desıgnates of a forgotten calamıty they drop theır pants lıke peregrınes whove lost theır vısas they drop theır pants they drop theır pants lıke you at the celebratıon of a rıte thats lost ıtself but stumbles onto empty sets themselves celebratıng themselves and there conflagrate
at raffles place on platform d by a mural
on a monsday durıng evenıng rush hour
at the bequest of a ȷezasınıne pao zhuan shıngtao aı
