the leap i make, NOW
the leap i make, NOW:
is to this very line of self-regard.
i do this not from boldness, but to not perform a War, and yet
a brief tet-to-tet re asperities, discrepants in the bookkeep, etcetter—?
my blog pre-peopled
two months into it, my blog pre-peopled and the people made a gif of it, mouthy at the gag of it, the game we'd all get inta yet the auto-meme was hit & miss:
dudes'll find a way
[to squeeze it off]
a necessary limit on the phone-ring of Interrupts, and
coffee by the slice if u can bake it.
oh & here's an Other thing: a Zevra Xonfidential—izza Webster’s inner Mention for u Giants of the older Days, ye Olden names of InterContinentalism.
Heaven izza a funny way, a fine Address to say when they're demanding it at Customs;
better than the time i said: where is this? and Love Bombs
w/ saintly condescension.
rhythm & the rain
rain tickles skulls so
we seek an upper fontanel
we speak an upper pulpit
Anthem has a rhythm, as does rain, to entrain us:
to prep the bod to copulate?
to reproduce the Family, so
to reproduce the State?
for marching into war?
to bore us Sunday mornin, so
awaandrin goes a mind to Friday's dance floor?
everybody wonders once
everybody wonders once: if Hallelujah's Hebrew for hello.
everybody wonders once: if Hallelujah maybe means hello hello heLLO.
a secret Friend inside yr head, everybody has—
iz calla consciousness or conzizznisch.
a secret friend inside yr head: Kurt Vonnegut, to wit:
Vonne-good ->Phono-good:
a Goodly speaker, sharp talker,
witty prophet Gospeller—
this Vonnegut i bless u with.