Thursday, June 11, 2015

"My Idea"

How we come to understand what we want

Wednesday, June 10, 2015

Monday, June 8, 2015

When the party needs us our hearts are filled with denial

Why are you listening to so much Rahsaan Roland Kirk, these days?

Because he is in a trance next to me and he looks at me without seeing me 

Does that bring you solace/completion?

That brings me to the picture of our father as a baby hanging from a tree   house with a guitar between his teeth 

Numb fascination?

I mean he obstacles himself to save us from his tenderness, which would crush faster than every weapon   and  when I listen  to the blind prophet hiss and sizzle into someplace vivid   it's as if the violence of slapstick and the humor of pornography rise to some still center in the midst of outrage and could raise us with them    

Were you looking to be punished, were you looking to be appropriated, were looking for a way to wade through the smoke, as lake?

Cop wrestles bikini clad black teen to the ground in response to speech act. I was looking to escape the strife that enters in the space between two fantasies   repose  black amour   an army of children waiting to be given wars 

Saturday, June 6, 2015

In the middle future

Stardust  sign  
Our wedding on a phonograph record
Man arrested for hiding a knife  in his Christ / Chrysler/Bible (whatever)   blurry syncopated readership    let it be    all three   bells    bells     weekend  Elvis
Ford Foundation / bureaucrat  / guy named Thadius  they say, did he get out, lately?
Brutality and Remembrance, nevertheless   the eternal stranger     gets a lyric  commerce
still niggas  have  no leader    between   being   and beings   a little burlesque  thing     race concept   our country   ing     the  come to be   of the word  fecund   in the teeth      as honey   in the   villain

Sotto Voce       the last private  man    the  last  law of nature    encounter     hug  their own wounds   like           farmers    or John Wayne  hugging Sammy Davis Jr.    after they   trade   skins   in the mirror  / stage

It's not a natural  thing          to  go  some place     and to say      this is mine    

so they ride the echo down
pretend to get lonesome for a storm

Friday, June 5, 2015