Teaching Broken English ( A manifesto)

A manifest/so what

If you mention, for example, bend bend bend bend bend their damn hologram And

mercy is a season

from the kitsch of winter

It's not that I want to be a kid again

but that I am the winner

all divisions are about winning

and I am divided

I am even beating myself

I am the winner

not winter not winter

no "t"

no crosses

at least not the kind you notice or speak of

(which covers you, the covert find) and you don't notice is speech-

sound as receding into the dimly lit hole in the middle, whole in the middle c, see, season, I told you, old you, 'done tried to tell u(se), yes you , the world ain't all that true

I've mentioned this before

more like five sounds/times/to the power of/no more ugly
exponents, such as wings w i (ll) I n g s

just flying in place

such as weaned off of the ego-ago-Agó -- Amé they hold to the middle of the earth

first supper

first supper minus one

that's what to mean by the Antiquefuture and the coup, superheroes, buttered roses and risen, you a foo' little

bunny foo/foo hopping through the forest like What forest?, buy us, fore us

was it relevant or was it a relief or I can't see nobody or I know a body who thinks life has everything to do with it only, which is very confused and the spirit news that I just crumpled up in my hand and made a basket

Complicity//Contingency

Love empties all possibilities of recovery. Falling in love is a one way ticket to the end of health. Barthes suggests that love is cyclic. /…/ This cycle strikes me not as love but flirtation, flirtation with survival. /…/ But love’s sole enthusiasm lies in consuming every possibility of falling in love again. /…/ The Love-Recovery cycle that Barthes maps in his works is of course Proustian but deeply resembles the ever refining self-fertilizing cycle of Aristotle (nothing must be wasted as it is needed in the next phase of the cycle, the next love, the next recovery from the last love). /…/ Love is only thinkable as one and only one tyrannical possibility: falling in love once and for all. R.N.

The Spinning Frontier

Radiance/Readiness

Reeling
Realing
Real thing
Real thing

Melvin Sparks/Melvin Sparks

Marquee from Paradise Theater

And they'll lay you down low in the easy

(from Wars I have Seen, by association, but without witnessing

from the dialect of three lives (one journey beams in the blindspots

Feeling. Thought. Emotion. Aesthetics. Philosophy. Science. The instinct for form and technique. The instinct for a formal and a technical revolution. Some value displaced onto love and augmented as such

So now you go and you be easy, just go easy, be easy, down in the easy now, be easy, be as easy as you can. Skip a few lines and you have a Gordy melody and place to place yourself if not be yourself, if not be your place

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The Flame was the hottest spot in town. The Flame was letting your hair down.

Let it down slow in the easy, creases in Detroit's history where I can be seen forming, a sleek instinct for export, the dialect of experts letting a song go out of your heart as a type of ignition typeface igniting the wayward faces to look at it as advertises them... Living for you is easy living like three lives as one becoming the regenerative side of conflict, the lucky side that is spared and gets to see what it's lucky to not be; The easy side that gets to lay down high in the easy beside you

5 Cures

Supporters murmur, which isn't firm enough as language or as gesture, to arrive to where the wall rushes and driggs at his will to call her his song on the end of the world

Cultural attaché is a sad phrase, be sad about it and be happy that you are able because of daylight, delight, just because of daylight and the vague likelihood that it stays, that there will be no other end of the world and no over beginning

After the ghetto uprising has been extinguished or disguised in ritual and repeated, war is nature sped up, the pressure of this page on the others and the other others and love is war slowed down to repopulate the war. They are both so natural...Shhh...peaceful, it's about that time, it was about the time a couple hours ago

Pretend to be brave, and since bravery means different things in different places, here it means peace, pieces of risk in the epic, and of parody, and in all seriousness

subject to change the sequence of the epic, no more marches necessary ... Say it outloud, the weather of the word Upanishads or slipshod or soggy hospital after a hurricane, don't stop, or before a hurricane don't start to cry with it like a slave to the cane, taste the salt that became water to clear the blood of want and it worked

When I didn't want anything I wanted to want something, opposite hymns fighting their way into the light