why do you feel obliged to make marks, glancing askance at the
signature, five hundred dollars worth of poetry, no need to
play the guitar: just fuck around with it, you might get a
sudden burst of energy, letters for the homeless, post-borp,
gfe, cluster below the line, free facial, downwards from the crown
of your hat, nihil obstat, endless train downtime, monoglottal
stop, another crazy idea, shut up and play your cello, cerebrite,
uncontrol urge, it’s all funny, hmmm a little poltergeist seems
to have tumbled out of this documente, a muddy baseball card,
this is about eighty percent letterhead, these images keep cropping
up, good things to say about bad things, this letter needs to go
to, who did the hand, perhaps ice cream is the key, letters about
trying to get shit to happen, energy energy energy, the poet
must have been baked, maozak, the man’s mind changed like the
wind, we tend to forget the world that people were in forty
years ago, getting stoned and reading scifi, you would have
to make a serious effort to lay hand to this little tidbit,
the letterhead is more interesting than the letter, the five
thousand dollar pinyata, project to make a color xerox copy
of the entire world, what’s with the drinking bleach, mazoolah,
three sixty-nine lotta stuff, type inside dotted line, it was
such a big deal thirty years ago, let’s lift this into flight,
you cut a hole in the text, kol nidre, like as if these byoorowcrats
are going to listen to this, the very moment life rode off the
rails life rode off the rails, computer therapy, psychocentral,
paper video, exhibit a clay hat, mort et vrai, wrote letters
eighty pages long to his correspondents, pseudopod, tried to
steal someone’s rattlesnake hat, rapidograph pen, jomboosh, wrote
thirty pages in twenty-four hours, papagayo,
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
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