xxxxi - about the cosmic cliche' or

xxxxi

the angel number so they say

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about the cosmic cliché

or

the suffering of success

or

there is no such except

they say

you should say the thing you’re scared to say

because that is the sharing that speaks in the voice of courage

hurray!

unsaid

is the kinder you are

the more you’re afraid to say

as if you’re bad inside

because fear and courage are not the whole of it

they are just nice things

galloping on their success

whatever that means

is a way

or way off

because there is a way to say

it

and then for the sayer

hooray

we will listen for us

left unsaying

for what is said



what they mean is to speak in a way we cannot say

what they mean is to speak

in a way we cannot say

impotent (whispers the magic of words makes our sadness a fecund mind)

when we need the words to speak for us

neither knew no words were eithers

or everyone’s

or else our ego’s follow

indicating inauthentic

or worse

the authentic indicator

or both



are you keeping up with this?

(what it says in you,

you are saying)



and here you’ll assume

you know you’re right

to judge the either

with your own authentic you

and maybe you’ll start to say

what you see everyone else isn’t saying

or can’t say

or maybe like us

they don’t have anything

until there’s something

such is our desperation

that desperation is the condition to flourish cherishing



like blood on the wall

or an unwanted love

or a stunning sense of beauty

or an embarrassed hatred

or an empty stomach

or a barren womb

or a work done well

or a washing revelation

or a union of divisions

or a grey sunny day

or a steak for a dog

or the extinction of species

or the death of a wonderful thought

or the felling of ancient trees

or the birth of dread in a child

or the love that keeps us waking

or the habit of our said



creation comes in the shape of before we can say

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even putting down these first few words makes me aware of an emerging rhythm, a pattern of repetition, and consequently of an attention to what has been written that will tell me what to write, as if the first few words were seeds already intending the plant they would become, as if they were anticipating the earth they would occupy and own, if not adorn, the nettles they would form, the allergies they would eventually exacerbate. that is: the sentence seeks its fulfilling form.

William Gass

xxxviii - perhaps it is

xxxviii

88 - E

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to hell with _________

everything (is)

politics

speculation more accurate than reality

images are from my solo show currently on exhibit at wagner college:

https://wagner.edu/newsroom/wagner-college-gallery-exhibition-reception-oct-6/

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“People seize on painting to cover up their nakedness. They get what they can wherever they can. In the end I can’t believe they get anything at all. They’ve simply cut a coat to the measure of their own ignorance. They make everything, from God to a picture, in their own image. That is why the picture-hook is the ruination of a painting – a painting which has always a certain significance, at least as much as the man who did it. As soon as it is brought and hung on a wall, it takes on quite a different kind of significance, and the painting is done for.”

Pablo Picasso

xxxvi - junk food boogie

xxxvi

the sum of integers up to here

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do you suppose we invented junk food?

boring i’ve known

and left

bad company

he used a blender as a goldfish bowl

opinions keep you warm

so you won’t realize

if you’re peeing on yourself

my fav secret sauce

do you suppose junk food is all that new?

some cat

superfly said

you just gotta do you

hey mr bugaboo

sometimes i think age is a proof

sometimes discredit

opinions are like models

zip lipped

we can’t help showing them off

(if we got ‘em)

our collection of mundane oddities

what’s it mean if no 2 know anything as one

inside

(images)

we all have different pink elephants

students get told

imagine the old as a fresh stew

so few look new

to know from the delirium

thing about age

will i think it’s important after today?

act before

we loose

at the velocity of days

better to apologize

a funky beat review

cooo cooo kachoo

co-opting lifts the weight of understanding

maybe we can get rich

gallops around in us

machinations

hamsters i get it they’re cute and small

run run run

our pacing

i know

our know

what then?

do you ever get the sense

that we don’t think enough

about whether or not

we know if we’re lying?

(a way of resting)

where do you go when there

opining

is a word that sounds like special dreaming

where do you imagine yourself

a dreamer

being?

you know

like it doesn’t stop unless you don’t shine light on it

but we have to keep our guard in the dark

we know

we do strange things in the dark

common denominators get a bad rap

but that’s what jesus was all about

elites believe it’s they open things

cuz they’re special

isn’t it obvious

success is the most popular

(it makes itself and

destroys what else)

i suppose it could be

the other way around

opinions mix best when there’s no way out

because we want everyone to be with us

mostly in theory

maybe someone has been right

is enough

to get it

right?

here’s what it seems though

there is a funnel where everyone lives

with a hopper that’s only so big

it catches what’s left and shoves through a sieve

pick forks and lights flash it spits out to give

it must be the right way

as everyone pays to play

and i recognize you when you say

i could go for pizza

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think and wonder, wonder and think.

Dr. Suess