Four Poems

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1 Day

Falling out of that world and relocated into another It’s a weird formation Serial revelations coming out of your ‘above’ geoposition Heart drops In moments Transvaluation of the conflict Children angry at the vessel’s emittance & The beauty which is observed out its window Articulate rivers (vaporous) Incoming sprawl covered with fields’ planted rows, nipples, easy (enough to describe as the) blooms of bombs and punctured by lust—callous touching must be the design Same as the drive for accumulation A day, days, weeks later or since you rode along the river (all that can come to mind aside unforgiving ‘bad’ thoughts alt-def: memories) Introjection into that valley of fleeing artists—virus paradigm—its mirror to the ecological question in the above for, that movement, they re-situate their relationship with money They say they love the ______ which grows and Main Street &c I say it’s too green here it’s blinding Swiftly chastised no one can believe that One reservoir is sapphire, the rest are brown Thus far, I have been under conduction amidst planes, trains, busses, and cars Gripping my wrist, I feel my bones totally vibrating while watching the unfolding world as three screens—the first the water we are above, the second clouds, the third the clouds above the clouds—and so I know it is only a matter of imminent time before I collapse to the cellular, commencing my passage through walls to you

1 Day (Maneuver)

C- used to lie about night terrors Infrared and flanked from the left I have sweats & at least remember the nights we slept beside each other It will begin in a ‘distant’ place—where one came from to stand with another asking that the lights be turned down Application temperature Eventually they crossed half the state I wake up with an injured neck unable to read The morning star brought clarity to the wreckage—the night accelerated by dust Thankfully it all comes back [to me] Dismal week of sky changes Constancy of your lack of communication Her trip to the prison is disturbingly beautiful, clouds populating blue over the sea oats Cancelled seminar and us in the car passing a sign forcing two years to equivalency, no one about to answer questions These integers are not the same His [former] wife dies and the obituary reads as rebuke Questions of formalized relations with children follow In Allentown, a landlord leaves the boilers on high well into summer My shop steward warns against manipulating radiators March at Binghamton Kicking the fence at Batavia Airport destruction is sign calling the switch over to ‘capitulation’ There must be a reason it is so clear One regurgitated Astrodome drop in a barrel, wounded [is majorly internal], dies later—that’s nostalgia: well past are old amusements One reaches up with improvised tools to take the master’s medicines We don’t need another caravan to the external domain It wasn’t over a day and a half (more like a week) but the missiles still arrived as anticipated Three sold Rafale jets downed by one force from another force Christine’s going to a funeral, so changed the deadline Airspace closure Atmosphere pandemic Hazards All this shortly before my meeting Your work is about the guilt-ridden Donestre | A thought experiment more so && analytical frameworks such and such ‘poetizing’ though exiting that room looking down the hall at two recycling bins, a romance, and my mind’s immediately with the bombs again and also the drone database I mention that We have to stake a claim which differentiates us from the cis masquerade some claim to be ‘ontology’ Monster born from an alligator crossed with a hyena cries over the heads of its eaten victims, its ‘guilt’ as imaging of the morality conundrums bodied by the illustrator summoned by innate exposure to the activity of the natural [of us] Random encounter This one has all genitals The reason for the start of this project back in that July Plan executed at midday, landed on the school and Upload panel This fall in Renaissance Studies I can only offer that Unfortunately,  I have already completed the requisite distribution

1 Day (April 11, 1994)—for Nick Hughes

Roof stood, above a little royal allusion A school which will be analyzed aerially later To observe the sky and notate strange fluctuations in your cloud-book Propped as you are, two perspectives afford historiographical trajectories: (1) when you look at the hills, you align with their guns—this becomes complicated because it became uncertain and went otherwise undocumented as to ‘their’ nationality, which is important (2) when you look at the courtyard, you see an evacuation Both inscribe It is around this moment, when you are presented with a third trajectory (3), that you begin—briefly—to film Tree branches frame the cell You hand the tape off at the airport and make a satellite call to your editor, who agrees to pick it up at another airport in the capital of another country Editors program it immediately The tape is aired hourly as commentary around it telescopes towards truth’s erosion During the tribunal years later—delivering your now-sealed account—you express that you did not intend what happens by the afternoon of the next day

Five (5) Days into the Shift

Desdemona and dicho fir- Fire me if you will and please Etch-a-sketch but I won’t lie to students Helix and cereal The USA is a terror state Nerve gas Bus stop Toxic shop syndrome Pulpy mass of citizen in street—their remnant slicks What they wouldn’t have had they ate the blight before What will inflict violence? Let it come down upon every body who does not conform to this stunted ideology Cross the street hurried Liquor store, salesman—is door to door Desire, then dark vortex and what replaces eyes youarenotokayouarenotokayyouARENOTOKAY!! A few days prior, the speaker relayed a personal disclosure which may or may not alter the perception under hand depending—as such—on the context [this replaced a prior line indicating that I had made a personal and revealing disclosure, and what it was, to someone I believed was a friend]—it suddenly occurs to be an example of the incredible capacity of literature