146: I’m talking to you in American.
Christ is missing. No more dying then? Not going to lie, I watched us dream economics weeding and painting over a radius of death, destabilizing temperaments like worms eating up one’s itty soul. A body loss. Looters and rhombus-gatherers, all doing well respectively — great work for rebel power, cuts straight through the soul’s restructure creating more chopping patterns to abandon as dross.
The chips mount, background to soundtracks muting the key words. Entire sectors of us feel the large cost’s about time, so short a lease, epic sums on new slender, fading glosses. The 21st century walkway and manly instrumentation are enforced for open combat. (It might be feminists like us are on genome probation.)
Is this that world’s decision theory now? Don’t know. Not going to lie. (Ideologues often get stuck on last lines.)
6/14/18
There’s a term for attrition of affects, eyesore.
And there’s a hypertonic struggle to housesit too much information, pliable and glossy. You know it exists. Human body fat is worth $100,000 a gallon.
The good gold. I fall into it.
A life is charged for care. I’m otherwise a coffee head! But let’s pare it down.
Have we ever done anything but tamper with the weather? Oh, who knows?
Oh, Ladytron. You seem so fake-ignited in the sprayed periphery, a three-dimensional muse keeping her balance inside a soft radical vapor of vastness, loosely demolished.
And there’s a hypertonic struggle to housesit too much information, pliable and glossy. You know it exists. Human body fat is worth $100,000 a gallon.
The good gold. I fall into it.
A life is charged for care. I’m otherwise a coffee head! But let’s pare it down.
Have we ever done anything but tamper with the weather? Oh, who knows?
Oh, Ladytron. You seem so fake-ignited in the sprayed periphery, a three-dimensional muse keeping her balance inside a soft radical vapor of vastness, loosely demolished.
Did you watch the report?
Operetta’s focus keeps an eye out, part of industrial knowledge that considers prototype approximations in crazy-fancy contexts plunked out on a keyboard. At first.
Moving forward we have all of an hour now to take in sweetness made for infamous exposure (in costume) outdoors.
Lights up — we take ourselves inside the libretto where we reserve dissonance.
Sweetness is vacillating as usual after hours on clear nights. Robbers, cops
Though fragrant, turn opaque
And poof — still,
It could rain.
Operetta’s focus keeps an eye out, part of industrial knowledge that considers prototype approximations in crazy-fancy contexts plunked out on a keyboard. At first.
Moving forward we have all of an hour now to take in sweetness made for infamous exposure (in costume) outdoors.
Lights up — we take ourselves inside the libretto where we reserve dissonance.
Sweetness is vacillating as usual after hours on clear nights. Robbers, cops
Though fragrant, turn opaque
And poof — still,
It could rain.
6/13/18
I see your idea. Gnarly aviation.
Purity of the surface deed is recorded, perked into light
handily.
Public-private property hit on a plan wound up slugged in disguise,
A ‘contract’ on big physics, ghastly on its back.
There’s envy of political haters’ swimming synchronized,
beyond prayer —
(In or without ebon ink, capitalists itemize all bets.)
One pleasure is borrowing sentences to raise our debits.
All experience is seriously snipped off.. how to wear a summer dress.
Purity of the surface deed is recorded, perked into light
handily.
Public-private property hit on a plan wound up slugged in disguise,
A ‘contract’ on big physics, ghastly on its back.
There’s envy of political haters’ swimming synchronized,
beyond prayer —
(In or without ebon ink, capitalists itemize all bets.)
One pleasure is borrowing sentences to raise our debits.
All experience is seriously snipped off.. how to wear a summer dress.
143: Kiss me, skull.
Paying attention is the field call haunting the future.
Be kind, turn back —
More bounce for the retina can unscrew internal hysteria pouring up then breaking away, embarrassing,
Losing both death and life in pursuit of other business. You’ll
Look how I feel.
No plan is perfect.
Paying attention is the field call haunting the future.
Be kind, turn back —
More bounce for the retina can unscrew internal hysteria pouring up then breaking away, embarrassing,
Losing both death and life in pursuit of other business. You’ll
Look how I feel.
No plan is perfect.
I’ll put it this way and be done.
I misfiled my core principles, went
for higher ones in baroque-neurotic REM sleep.
Any higher, they’re not talking ..
(there’s tighter discipline)
Highly apéritif,
morally camouflaged cold indirection.
Violence advocates
have an entire stance in mind. Our freedom is success.
But our counter was preliminary and really took off, along
with raw emotions from a huge manuscript
I’m freezing, since
It’s none of the above.
Pericles, Funeral Oration
I misfiled my core principles, went
for higher ones in baroque-neurotic REM sleep.
Any higher, they’re not talking ..
(there’s tighter discipline)
Highly apéritif,
morally camouflaged cold indirection.
Violence advocates
have an entire stance in mind. Our freedom is success.
But our counter was preliminary and really took off, along
with raw emotions from a huge manuscript
I’m freezing, since
It’s none of the above.
Pericles, Funeral Oration
Sing, my next self:
Balls of steam suspended in bacteria over our hands, discouraging others. (A boiling kettle contained prescriptions, a guess.) Better now not to digress but file out a shade apart trailing the other copycats.
At top the penis is everlovin-elastic.
Heaven is in the heart with its egg drop of credos and documents.
A mood is an emotional state. Comcast.
Balls of steam suspended in bacteria over our hands, discouraging others. (A boiling kettle contained prescriptions, a guess.) Better now not to digress but file out a shade apart trailing the other copycats.
At top the penis is everlovin-elastic.
Heaven is in the heart with its egg drop of credos and documents.
A mood is an emotional state. Comcast.
6/12/18
It stays in the mind when the words evaporated.
Where we live now we’re “into” military opera.
Adherents have henchmen, dogma and the finesse of needle-felted wool.
Clear clear bright morning.
I won’t do your religion, good day.
Just piano and voice. Sunken gardens with a fountain of moods for here in Four Corners.
Where we live now we’re “into” military opera.
Adherents have henchmen, dogma and the finesse of needle-felted wool.
Clear clear bright morning.
I won’t do your religion, good day.
Just piano and voice. Sunken gardens with a fountain of moods for here in Four Corners.
A bright spot on the game horizon, we’re beginning to see a need for a blanket authority or foundation to issue antinomian licenses. A nondemocratic institution that constitutes only one of a set to which no democratic or parliamentarian voice matters, no second thoughts, no heuristics, and in which nothing un-elfin or hurtful belongs or stays put, holding ourselves to the test doctrine of multiple shots at Todd’s Miniature Golf.
133: My strategy is sweet sleep until we wake.
Who is calling?
Your friend is coming. Must I abandon myself? then my next self? both appear wounded players, both slaves to slavery?
Who can say? Twice or say thrice double crossed and, again — whoever, it’s not enough to torture me alone —
Engrossed, I can hear my friend’s heart groan in jail, thrice threefold — pent up cruelty that’s iterative, baroque:
As if out of time Couperin sprawled with the naked around Antoinette.
But let’s be rigorous now and agree while in prison I am with you. I am yours by force.
And I keep you in my heart on guard for all of you that is in me.
Who is calling?
Your friend is coming. Must I abandon myself? then my next self? both appear wounded players, both slaves to slavery?
Who can say? Twice or say thrice double crossed and, again — whoever, it’s not enough to torture me alone —
Engrossed, I can hear my friend’s heart groan in jail, thrice threefold — pent up cruelty that’s iterative, baroque:
As if out of time Couperin sprawled with the naked around Antoinette.
But let’s be rigorous now and agree while in prison I am with you. I am yours by force.
And I keep you in my heart on guard for all of you that is in me.
Once your public is mounted on tiptoes you can
add your own awesome content!
Your first lover, dull, expressionless. Tho
he could heal you thru ballast.
Then forces of narrative came
seething, your breath unfixed
from the floor as it circles midair as if it had a right to.
Large blossoms are about to push
Also we see their ETA.
We won’t be a second late — your ex boyfriends
understand we can all meet taking on a form of you.
That’s the gist.
add your own awesome content!
Your first lover, dull, expressionless. Tho
he could heal you thru ballast.
Then forces of narrative came
seething, your breath unfixed
from the floor as it circles midair as if it had a right to.
Large blossoms are about to push
Also we see their ETA.
We won’t be a second late — your ex boyfriends
understand we can all meet taking on a form of you.
That’s the gist.
Blimey. (There’s a new policy to block deletions.)
I’m sipping Tropicana on curiosity’s behalf,
It’s close to a curio.. writing in sheer Lucida Sans
All the time, staggering!
Tomorrow a friendly caveat for the melder up there,
Pal,
your ‘work-arounds’ bully sarcasm to un-wit ways and means to spiraling.
“My regrets,” switching phones.
I’m sipping Tropicana on curiosity’s behalf,
It’s close to a curio.. writing in sheer Lucida Sans
All the time, staggering!
Tomorrow a friendly caveat for the melder up there,
Pal,
your ‘work-arounds’ bully sarcasm to un-wit ways and means to spiraling.
“My regrets,” switching phones.
6/11/18
Sonnet 135
To commune sounds spacious, un-calm, bent to boot. In the same call you vex prerogatives, that is, your voice does. (I’ll table the large difference.)
“The sea.. all water”
— Your message is mixed but never better aligned for a way or a will of mine. We’re rich together in our acceptance of death — this will be our hideout, learning the ropes, perusing scraps and hopes of coping.
The unoccupied mind long overdue. The you
I reference in primary season. You with your suitcase.
I’ll unpack for the gracious aftershock of your going ahead, reading, lifting, adding and reflective or reflecting? you in the foreground, all water.
To commune sounds spacious, un-calm, bent to boot. In the same call you vex prerogatives, that is, your voice does. (I’ll table the large difference.)
“The sea.. all water”
— Your message is mixed but never better aligned for a way or a will of mine. We’re rich together in our acceptance of death — this will be our hideout, learning the ropes, perusing scraps and hopes of coping.
The unoccupied mind long overdue. The you
I reference in primary season. You with your suitcase.
I’ll unpack for the gracious aftershock of your going ahead, reading, lifting, adding and reflective or reflecting? you in the foreground, all water.
Here’s a proposition. Start over. Compelling work toasts knowledge construction — in plainspeak — as well as finds, explains & reforms infinitesimal times-spaces reflected infinitely. Your optimism is required (a) to keep everything open for reform; (b) to understand we are beginning our work, always.
*
*
Tho overstated, the mind is a beautiful tool of late capitalism (the unwitting effect and cause).
Capitalism stands at the curb, a whiff of more aroma, waiting, eyes unblinking.
(Or one could seek documentation, semblance, something Swiss..
From now on the mind is Switzerland, ok? Two eyes staring everywhere, mein Herr, leave now.) Capitalism thus gives up its dude ranch, akin to its rustic factories on the way west to prey on the drunk and disorderly. This is the highway the slug runs out on, leaving us up here.
6/10/18
50: A hip cast of super angels strumming harps, an encore by Zeus Arrhenothelus
Bringing up larger journeys for the stretch and preen in vigilance onward —
So far miles for me are measured from my friends left behind.
I fall back tired, breathe while new cast members get authenticated —
They are casually let go as they finish groaning for us.
Our joy restored at a slight remove from sharp pain and darkness in grief, putting this in mind
Since we answer to manifold waves that weigh in:
Unprovoked, a heavy vacuum still.. you are far away while I am on the way at my travel’s end.
Bringing up larger journeys for the stretch and preen in vigilance onward —
So far miles for me are measured from my friends left behind.
I fall back tired, breathe while new cast members get authenticated —
They are casually let go as they finish groaning for us.
Our joy restored at a slight remove from sharp pain and darkness in grief, putting this in mind
Since we answer to manifold waves that weigh in:
Unprovoked, a heavy vacuum still.. you are far away while I am on the way at my travel’s end.
Having only a sec, you never know there’s an animal that needs you.
Someday tho the fragile male coloration returns as a feminine force with tinctures and inaudible signs from a long history of decision making, preparing us for more retrospective behavior, more implicative speech and extra sensory anger management.
It’s a speaking animal that needs you, remember — and
in time was up.
Someday tho the fragile male coloration returns as a feminine force with tinctures and inaudible signs from a long history of decision making, preparing us for more retrospective behavior, more implicative speech and extra sensory anger management.
It’s a speaking animal that needs you, remember — and
in time was up.
Another moment to stare out the window, a flood lamp over my shoulder to herald the swindle in wind farming. Craning one’s mien goes on in this vein, time passes — comments from barbers on stale movies, political lies — freedom takes off at many a midpoint. It’s personal, e.r. managers tell me this ought to be.
It’s almost sullen to write enflamed birdsong and comb back your hair at the same time.. Can you do that? At the barber’s? To sound like your own critic stay light with a spooky edge.
Life is short and good grooming rakes you all over. No victims.
It’s almost sullen to write enflamed birdsong and comb back your hair at the same time.. Can you do that? At the barber’s? To sound like your own critic stay light with a spooky edge.
Life is short and good grooming rakes you all over. No victims.
6/9/18
64: The soul is a belief system, which I have seen defaced,
increasing store with loss, done in by time’s fell hand,
the rich proud cost of grief and American English.
I hope you can let this go..
Time will come to take our love away, leaving me breathing without form;
structurally I have seen I am sustained by so lofty a hypothetical force —
But I can’t go on without some
interchange — an episode in your telegenics.
When we walk together, it makes no language difference what we believe, what the soul is.
I’m just ruminating on having you; slave to you, I fear losing you.
The soul’s inscription reads you’re my state of the eternal state, my kingdom.
increasing store with loss, done in by time’s fell hand,
the rich proud cost of grief and American English.
I hope you can let this go..
Time will come to take our love away, leaving me breathing without form;
structurally I have seen I am sustained by so lofty a hypothetical force —
But I can’t go on without some
interchange — an episode in your telegenics.
When we walk together, it makes no language difference what we believe, what the soul is.
I’m just ruminating on having you; slave to you, I fear losing you.
The soul’s inscription reads you’re my state of the eternal state, my kingdom.
Rush to earnest sentiment and keep me there, do me up.
Only four exceptions: I wasn’t speaking to you.
I was speaking to strong, sustained interests of Oil Inc.
Oh, and incidentally, I can’t keep working with you
Looking over my shoulder. Don’t be afraid,
I just kick back and relax, the year will be half over.
Summer .. if I could let myself be completely a nano reading.
I should add I don’t know anything about microspores, also
Heavy pollen, nothing! I should add I’m writing on borrowed-spores.
I haven’t done tranquility either! — not even a feeding..
Making up a to do list! blinded by periodic breakthroughs,
A pragmatics circumvents the will —
The focus is on nothing we won’t do..
Only four exceptions: I wasn’t speaking to you.
I was speaking to strong, sustained interests of Oil Inc.
Oh, and incidentally, I can’t keep working with you
Looking over my shoulder. Don’t be afraid,
I just kick back and relax, the year will be half over.
Summer .. if I could let myself be completely a nano reading.
I should add I don’t know anything about microspores, also
Heavy pollen, nothing! I should add I’m writing on borrowed-spores.
I haven’t done tranquility either! — not even a feeding..
Making up a to do list! blinded by periodic breakthroughs,
A pragmatics circumvents the will —
The focus is on nothing we won’t do..
How to hitchhike. I come across an organizing principle and pull the trigger, replacing
subject matter with source text, exploring only the musts: structure, acquisition, use, media — no eros in ideas.
Self-conflict and compromise keep popping up as rich bases for satiric pleasure and symphonic failure.
If that’s allowed.
Primitive patterns and blue throats, crowbars taped to a tree, in the distance, Eroica...
We haven’t been far away — the fields are twenty, chips are foam, our clothes thrown,
The great We of fish, that's what I say on a sea plane worked into the sky.
subject matter with source text, exploring only the musts: structure, acquisition, use, media — no eros in ideas.
Self-conflict and compromise keep popping up as rich bases for satiric pleasure and symphonic failure.
If that’s allowed.
Primitive patterns and blue throats, crowbars taped to a tree, in the distance, Eroica...
We haven’t been far away — the fields are twenty, chips are foam, our clothes thrown,
The great We of fish, that's what I say on a sea plane worked into the sky.
6/8/18
Go, go, go!
Oh, my God. This twistee’s blind as a bat.
Doctor, what a surprise. Are you having lunch here?
Well, I would if it’s that simple.
I wish it were that simple.
— The test results have come back — And?
And I’m afraid the results are very disturbing.
It seems Jack has a rare case...
of brake fluid.
— Bran fluid. Bran flavor —
Brain fever — Say it!
Brain fever — Yes. Life can be hard..
Brain fever. Or what we call at The Tech...
At the current rate ...
his brain will laterally explore...
Literally explode — Exactly.
— within the next three houses — Hours.
Yes. It will literally explode within the next three hours.
I would suggest leaving the restraint.
— The restaurant — Restaurant.
Yes.
His brain will actually explode?
Yes. I’ve seen it happen — Check!
It’s a dread.. ful...
thing.
Oh, my God. This twistee’s blind as a bat.
Doctor, what a surprise. Are you having lunch here?
Well, I would if it’s that simple.
I wish it were that simple.
— The test results have come back — And?
And I’m afraid the results are very disturbing.
It seems Jack has a rare case...
of brake fluid.
— Bran fluid. Bran flavor —
Brain fever — Say it!
Brain fever — Yes. Life can be hard..
Brain fever. Or what we call at The Tech...
At the current rate ...
his brain will laterally explore...
Literally explode — Exactly.
— within the next three houses — Hours.
Yes. It will literally explode within the next three hours.
I would suggest leaving the restraint.
— The restaurant — Restaurant.
Yes.
His brain will actually explode?
Yes. I’ve seen it happen — Check!
It’s a dread.. ful...
thing.
Vile. Vilest. I’ve lots of life parts going in, a series of vignettes, monologues, whatever comes w/ writer’s block undiagnosed. An intersection of an un-demarcated self, motion in unrecognizable patterns, math as therapy and fear of validation. And another thing is a screenplay called Standing Dissolved, My Back to You about a homeless guitar sampler befriended by a yachtsman who hides from the world. They head off exploring Taoism so there’s a lot of take-out. For a documentary short it’s a bracing swim. The guys bond fast and plot their way around eating, watching tv, taking long walks, suffering — all of which figure in my earlier career, more cold-hearted patterns I hadn’t even realized!
Alfred Starr Hamilton has been on poets’ short lists at the balcony edge for 40 or more years, but he’s undergoing “rediscovery.” A stack of Hamilton’s letters to the Montclair police is “the year’s least likely literary find.” The letter excerpted in The Times reads like poetry. For counters of endurable fame, it’s another 15 minutes.
— August, 2010
— August, 2010
43: There is your dead-of-night agreement to let me in. Iron clad. Skull with putty.
Urgent, dizzy, it all comes down to earth time in dreams, darkly bright, best seen directed darkly.
The more you put on earth, you know shadows, shades, colorations are evidence of imperfect (un)seeing, but blessed (made more adhesive) and happy when looking on you.
It’s much clearer in the light. Yes. Quick. This is a speaking animal in heavy sleep, you remember regression —
all days are nights and nights bright days. Time’s up.
Urgent, dizzy, it all comes down to earth time in dreams, darkly bright, best seen directed darkly.
The more you put on earth, you know shadows, shades, colorations are evidence of imperfect (un)seeing, but blessed (made more adhesive) and happy when looking on you.
It’s much clearer in the light. Yes. Quick. This is a speaking animal in heavy sleep, you remember regression —
all days are nights and nights bright days. Time’s up.
40 winters: a sorry concentrate: I went broke to be indebted.
Unable to owe enough. Do enough.
An international scale now attributes innovation and its subprograms, scary-loud at first, yet comic ultimatums as dreams seem to centralize, acquiring a new fixed order.
So what if I say prompts an assembly of torn Gillette letters and fractioned decimals?
Simple-torn versus complex debt proving my excuses by succession under the laws of physics.
Unable to owe enough. Do enough.
An international scale now attributes innovation and its subprograms, scary-loud at first, yet comic ultimatums as dreams seem to centralize, acquiring a new fixed order.
So what if I say prompts an assembly of torn Gillette letters and fractioned decimals?
Simple-torn versus complex debt proving my excuses by succession under the laws of physics.
6/7/18
Song: If every frontal-ist were interrupted, we’d never get back.
This is an integument first to seeing speech as transparent. (‘This’
“is” a great uncle of frontal opportunism.) When you’re young
nepotism is also rampant in meaning maybe.
Maybe not as opaque.
Ok. I hear voices in the kitchen. My thoughts freeze in total makeover
as this recedes — putting it mockingly — heading back w/ nothing.
This is an integument first to seeing speech as transparent. (‘This’
“is” a great uncle of frontal opportunism.) When you’re young
nepotism is also rampant in meaning maybe.
Maybe not as opaque.
Ok. I hear voices in the kitchen. My thoughts freeze in total makeover
as this recedes — putting it mockingly — heading back w/ nothing.
102: You’re the matter at hand merchandized within isomorphic rotations from green hues perpetual to earth.
You’re asking a lot.
Still our love was new.
Well, most of these “notes” are literal, based on trying to sit down [starting to sing] “Baby, you’re still the matter.”
The access air of inevitability around more advanced codes got shattered. But I hold my tongue. Shattered seemed inauthentic in the first mustache sense. You are more than sex. You’re holding me, the middle of the throat..
I kiss the air. This.
You’re asking a lot.
Still our love was new.
Well, most of these “notes” are literal, based on trying to sit down [starting to sing] “Baby, you’re still the matter.”
The access air of inevitability around more advanced codes got shattered. But I hold my tongue. Shattered seemed inauthentic in the first mustache sense. You are more than sex. You’re holding me, the middle of the throat..
I kiss the air. This.
6/6/18
13: Father, son, you’re up against big honey-eyed instincts?
hard
to get out of the valise, dear. My love. We pirated the code.
I can’t say we did it willingly. In storm gusts
a semblance of you as some other was good to hold and lease.
Then, again, only you are love for me, against certain fall,
against the coming end, against death and eternal cold, dear,
we here should prepare
but against love, semblances bear no results. Call.
hard
to get out of the valise, dear. My love. We pirated the code.
I can’t say we did it willingly. In storm gusts
a semblance of you as some other was good to hold and lease.
Then, again, only you are love for me, against certain fall,
against the coming end, against death and eternal cold, dear,
we here should prepare
but against love, semblances bear no results. Call.
Marriage season. The mood passes, theory laden. From desolating satire to
Constant assumptions you parrot for executive control.
Who designs your utterances? Finitism.
Holding firm in the wilds where signaling is slowly ignited
“In the slumbering gaze” parallel kill and be killed, united obliteration.
Constant assumptions you parrot for executive control.
Who designs your utterances? Finitism.
Holding firm in the wilds where signaling is slowly ignited
“In the slumbering gaze” parallel kill and be killed, united obliteration.
6/5/18
I’m dating other cast members while I go thru systems
as in your own speech act II.
We’ve gone over this.
You look great in text, available when I promise not to rewrite.
Before I’m never to see you again of course there’s a way unfolding since the Enlightenment to take you out, shake you tamed,
Dart
as in your own speech act II.
We’ve gone over this.
You look great in text, available when I promise not to rewrite.
Before I’m never to see you again of course there’s a way unfolding since the Enlightenment to take you out, shake you tamed,
Dart
You don’t even have to be interesting.
T hat doesn’t sound right.
Always repeat what appeals to you.
I’m captioning this Token Austerity, sleep-laden.
Copy-fitting is more profitable than deep discounts.
W e need to see everything before it’s retouched out.
This is a new policy to block deletions that go missing.
T hat doesn’t sound right.
Always repeat what appeals to you.
I’m captioning this Token Austerity, sleep-laden.
Copy-fitting is more profitable than deep discounts.
W e need to see everything before it’s retouched out.
This is a new policy to block deletions that go missing.
This is a short study. Or it was. Youth is that impressionable.
Ultra blurry, anamorphic, sung movement bound by writing it down — it occurs in the latest forms of repayment,
— you
weigh nothing in and get no credit, no
spectral, tiny swaggering to cash in.
As it comes to end, there’s a substitution agreement containing someone to look up to
along with me in force, pulled on from inside.
— or yeah, pulled awake more than once w/ a face, a filled out line. Then lines. Smiling lessons.
Ultra blurry, anamorphic, sung movement bound by writing it down — it occurs in the latest forms of repayment,
— you
weigh nothing in and get no credit, no
spectral, tiny swaggering to cash in.
As it comes to end, there’s a substitution agreement containing someone to look up to
along with me in force, pulled on from inside.
— or yeah, pulled awake more than once w/ a face, a filled out line. Then lines. Smiling lessons.
4: Unthrifty = extravagant; nothing = nothing.
To traffic in deception, record your writing. Take fast notes
.. and I’m being frank, beauty lent to you
will oppose given facts of previous loveliness gone unused —
a perplexed legacy taken outside why or what’s acceptable
to audit profit and thrift. I’m lending you
my saddle for your extrication from delirium ..
Love whom else? Is it largess for me or you to go free? In a coin flip, we
traffic with fog to bequest lilac-dark in the air
spending upon you and me
so great a denatured octagonal gloom
by our own natures, sum of sums, we must take our notes alone.
To traffic in deception, record your writing. Take fast notes
.. and I’m being frank, beauty lent to you
will oppose given facts of previous loveliness gone unused —
a perplexed legacy taken outside why or what’s acceptable
to audit profit and thrift. I’m lending you
my saddle for your extrication from delirium ..
Love whom else? Is it largess for me or you to go free? In a coin flip, we
traffic with fog to bequest lilac-dark in the air
spending upon you and me
so great a denatured octagonal gloom
by our own natures, sum of sums, we must take our notes alone.
1st proponents of holding go on.
Sometimes when a slob takes over
For seconds, sloppy seconds — versus
Achieving something.. Babylonians count a lot.
We remember them for progress.
2018 now in a back position that puts
Shame to shame. My right.
You’re wrong, 2 new tattoos,
Change your name. You
Can move on and do independently produced things.
We talked about this on television
Last night.
Sometimes when a slob takes over
For seconds, sloppy seconds — versus
Achieving something.. Babylonians count a lot.
We remember them for progress.
2018 now in a back position that puts
Shame to shame. My right.
You’re wrong, 2 new tattoos,
Change your name. You
Can move on and do independently produced things.
We talked about this on television
Last night.
6/4/18
Gilbert Ryle asks, “might not every action or reaction be a piece of shamming?”
To throw out sleep, trust, and nimbus-wet telepathy — I’ll never feel his arms around me again. Never feel the air on my skin, or wake up in his warm bed, I’m done, I don’t get a chance to try again for anything, not even for something I’m not. I can’t do any better than what I’ve done.
“Absolutely,” visiting professor I don’t know her last name will reply, if asked.
To throw out sleep, trust, and nimbus-wet telepathy — I’ll never feel his arms around me again. Never feel the air on my skin, or wake up in his warm bed, I’m done, I don’t get a chance to try again for anything, not even for something I’m not. I can’t do any better than what I’ve done.
“Absolutely,” visiting professor I don’t know her last name will reply, if asked.
Frame: A diminished mood will be buoyed by scatterings of photos and books, many unread. Cast more atextual sources our way as fodder for your new faculties for text, new ontological components for bringing up temp and humidity composing, as well as subprocesses harder to isolate and observe as they flood into short term memory. Keep the Fed in balance for two (or three of you, as many as you like). Liberal arts breaks further from esthetic scholasticism, inventing new suppositions for research and intimacy. After government, wiry empirical jolts, with semblances of enmeshment in a readymade mood and control structure parallel to voc ed for poetics; appliance hint: metronome.
16: It’s hard to do a mock-up & care. One idea for you, keep still giving yourself away.
You have no better, no sweeter skill than to fortify my grasp and rhyme with me.
Girls, gardens, “outward fair,”
Nothing less! No less and still another idea for you standing happier than the rest — only a wish.
To make you live in the eyes of all living now .. only an idea, yet unset.
I can’t tell you I don’t care.
You have no better, no sweeter skill than to fortify my grasp and rhyme with me.
Girls, gardens, “outward fair,”
Nothing less! No less and still another idea for you standing happier than the rest — only a wish.
To make you live in the eyes of all living now .. only an idea, yet unset.
I can’t tell you I don’t care.
Don’t expect me after all.
Even if we kiss later, it saddens one to inform the boss
You’re not serious, never are.
Like you we’re turning state’s evidence holding on to meet
even newer phenomena (‘stolen parts’
To run over) any & all mayhem coming unannounced (achieved)
Or some won’t since you and I polished the text equations,
Already saying goodbye takes us far up the jet trail! quelling fear of want-
Ing pain. You never can tell. I won’t.
Even if we kiss later, it saddens one to inform the boss
You’re not serious, never are.
Like you we’re turning state’s evidence holding on to meet
even newer phenomena (‘stolen parts’
To run over) any & all mayhem coming unannounced (achieved)
Or some won’t since you and I polished the text equations,
Already saying goodbye takes us far up the jet trail! quelling fear of want-
Ing pain. You never can tell. I won’t.
Credo: You’re good doing this.
Just
Report to command centers for the new pricing, lest
Misery and universality look a lot better. Go. Fees balanced. Get out!
After.. there are vector
Utilities (direct flares) for expressing blinking enzymes. I believe we never saw them before.
Burn, turn, run away
Suffering coincidence in time
To hit the meaning of just whose future is come..
Just
Report to command centers for the new pricing, lest
Misery and universality look a lot better. Go. Fees balanced. Get out!
After.. there are vector
Utilities (direct flares) for expressing blinking enzymes. I believe we never saw them before.
Burn, turn, run away
Suffering coincidence in time
To hit the meaning of just whose future is come..
I’m a year late. In choosing what rubs me wrong or why I don’t want to be seen with you or apologize for one more ode, can I eat something?
I repeat.
I’m making an ode to autumn and then winter, coming on, just getting to you. As marriages go it’s not all bad. I owe my bros an apology. (Not you.) My better half too. It’s just an exchange.
Summer!
I repeat.
I’m making an ode to autumn and then winter, coming on, just getting to you. As marriages go it’s not all bad. I owe my bros an apology. (Not you.) My better half too. It’s just an exchange.
Summer!
6/3/18
How could I be so foolish in bed, you ask.
The matter at hand is you.
There are subtitles, various languages. I’ll pen and ink while staying awake and translate the exposed back of another dreaming.
Nothing accrues but there’s a lifetime of waking thoughts.
I’m bringing you up, taking this from the back to the throat. (You asked.)
Sleeping has nothing to do with nothing.
The matter at hand is you.
There are subtitles, various languages. I’ll pen and ink while staying awake and translate the exposed back of another dreaming.
Nothing accrues but there’s a lifetime of waking thoughts.
I’m bringing you up, taking this from the back to the throat. (You asked.)
Sleeping has nothing to do with nothing.
103: You’re showing up more. I got wind of it, I’m a flake
Just to make your list. I’m from and form the periphery;
My muse makes it so. Don’t blame me.
Say I’ll be back. We’ll look into it. You never can tell. I’m a fan.
Poverty is all right but not extreme poverty. Without you I’m barely striving,
“How do I love you and have the scope,
And expect no help?”
Some things you need to whisper again, and more, much more ..
(I forget now what you sound like.)
Just to make your list. I’m from and form the periphery;
My muse makes it so. Don’t blame me.
Say I’ll be back. We’ll look into it. You never can tell. I’m a fan.
Poverty is all right but not extreme poverty. Without you I’m barely striving,
“How do I love you and have the scope,
And expect no help?”
Some things you need to whisper again, and more, much more ..
(I forget now what you sound like.)
Classics are for romantics like the Raveonettes.
I digress: y+z (1-x) is a blind patch of petit point. Kissing is sick. It’s bad for you but wasn’t as destructive as the filching of imitation.
Anyway, kissing where you are is so blatantly filled with what it spreads everywhere completely negating its purpose.
So why does it get processed in your eyes through history?
Maybe I’m a critic who’s decided to blab about all the wealth we have coming.
I digress: y+z (1-x) is a blind patch of petit point. Kissing is sick. It’s bad for you but wasn’t as destructive as the filching of imitation.
Anyway, kissing where you are is so blatantly filled with what it spreads everywhere completely negating its purpose.
So why does it get processed in your eyes through history?
Maybe I’m a critic who’s decided to blab about all the wealth we have coming.
6/2/18
The theory,
pleasure is to ethics as Spode is to gastronomy
while across the terrain a recurring nightmare, film tunnels’re lifting wax paper (wind) when the water is abusive — yet all ends adaptively,
nearer Duluth — you can’t handle Duluth. (RF)
The strategy is
like any landscape, wait for mistakes (1) and (2) pounce.
pleasure is to ethics as Spode is to gastronomy
while across the terrain a recurring nightmare, film tunnels’re lifting wax paper (wind) when the water is abusive — yet all ends adaptively,
nearer Duluth — you can’t handle Duluth. (RF)
The strategy is
like any landscape, wait for mistakes (1) and (2) pounce.
Tomorrow will mete out facts to impel more comfortable indeterminacy — for now anxious telepaths, minus me, rush nimbus-wet in devotion to their next decimal of the property. I’m not anxious and this might be why we’ll read over the presentation, juggle a few heads
and let you know when. Tomorrow or much later now.
and let you know when. Tomorrow or much later now.
29: I am deaf, “bootless” you say, never hearing from you I’m scorned, despised, all alone for desiring you...
Yet I make a fortune wishing, thinking of you when? when disgraced
Remembering hymns for love rich in hope, wealth, art, a human’s scope.
How human eyes awake, rise at dawn from birth onward, an outcast state without you, when..
Almost enjoined as to the sullen lark least contented, almost cursed —
Looking on, singing from earth, thinking of you through break of day.
Yet I make a fortune wishing, thinking of you when? when disgraced
Remembering hymns for love rich in hope, wealth, art, a human’s scope.
How human eyes awake, rise at dawn from birth onward, an outcast state without you, when..
Almost enjoined as to the sullen lark least contented, almost cursed —
Looking on, singing from earth, thinking of you through break of day.
My area is interpretive search...list after list... You’re always not talking. I get your point (approbation without the tedium of concrete argument).
Capital is redeemable as abstractions change in all directions yet barely pertain, and why should they? Why? What’s on our minds will be low on your practical list, even lower than that. Off list.
Capital brings about physical causation, lists and causes, abstracts themselves.
Capital brings about physical causation, lists and causes, abstracts themselves.
6/1/18
Elder solarization = zealotry = teen manners.
Down, one-eyed birds. I may have to leave you guys.
Thin in Henleys you and I got dragged to the ceremony, moist, asleep.
My own appearance leaves me acknowledging you,
forbears, quickening what we expect from
fallen heroes on the diagram.. cheers for inviting us, as well as differential probabilities.
Very differential... very well, improvisations solve for paradox
— a more refined backdrop in so circular an ambiguity of scale.
Down, one-eyed birds. I may have to leave you guys.
Thin in Henleys you and I got dragged to the ceremony, moist, asleep.
My own appearance leaves me acknowledging you,
forbears, quickening what we expect from
fallen heroes on the diagram.. cheers for inviting us, as well as differential probabilities.
Very differential... very well, improvisations solve for paradox
— a more refined backdrop in so circular an ambiguity of scale.
Sweeping reductions were next.
One pleasure then is borrowing sentences to cut your rent.
The previous owner told us to cut it all off, gave us gobs of cash
and that led to holding our share of a volatile
augmented beyond constraint, driven
by the smallest shift in feeling you all over me at the core.
I never use that word now.
One pleasure then is borrowing sentences to cut your rent.
The previous owner told us to cut it all off, gave us gobs of cash
and that led to holding our share of a volatile
augmented beyond constraint, driven
by the smallest shift in feeling you all over me at the core.
I never use that word now.
32: You’re reserved outdoors, Psyche, for his love
Exempts us from showing up to enchain, knife, subdue..
That’s before reaching heights of happier men.
Satie playing, giving away what we’re good at
— gosh! I read a generation in tears warms up in boutique brothels.
A class struggle thinking it’s for real.
The struggle, not the tears.
Exempts us from showing up to enchain, knife, subdue..
That’s before reaching heights of happier men.
Satie playing, giving away what we’re good at
— gosh! I read a generation in tears warms up in boutique brothels.
A class struggle thinking it’s for real.
The struggle, not the tears.
I came for our invoices.
Ever notice? No one lives in that town.
Half-vegetarian, self-colliding fog drinks only from its disconnected, treasured demographic squandering energy.
We cannot mean erasure, remember.
Our nerve infused by regulatory propriety until we get up to dance founding paradox.
Name a landscape and give birth, rename it and you bestow an ecology of resonance and history.
We’ve heard enough.
This is strictly the governor’s business.
Ever notice? No one lives in that town.
Half-vegetarian, self-colliding fog drinks only from its disconnected, treasured demographic squandering energy.
We cannot mean erasure, remember.
Our nerve infused by regulatory propriety until we get up to dance founding paradox.
Name a landscape and give birth, rename it and you bestow an ecology of resonance and history.
We’ve heard enough.
This is strictly the governor’s business.
I remember when common peril for any politician was taking a supersonic flight carrying a single Russian. Wisdom lay in de Staël turmoil, a title from the ‘political’ surface as if exclusionary discourse / action is exercised to preserve future salient differences emanating from the core.
The again so-called establishment are working on blowing up salience, a peril upgrade. For anything less cautionary or wishfully uncool we’ll have to shop outside the left wing. Each of us now rendered a non-donor monad and pre-mogul again — our search, yours and mine, worked up into retrievable data of auteur dealerships; we’ll get back to you —
The again so-called establishment are working on blowing up salience, a peril upgrade. For anything less cautionary or wishfully uncool we’ll have to shop outside the left wing. Each of us now rendered a non-donor monad and pre-mogul again — our search, yours and mine, worked up into retrievable data of auteur dealerships; we’ll get back to you —
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