Thursday, October 15, 2009
Live from the Crash Site
After Chicago's Field Museum
Say that someone needs a certain kind of mask
the elder women grind iridescent shells
and crowd a house to capacity like cigarettes
dressed as great cannibal spirits
we call this "the forced distribution of gifts"
a document which depicts both education and marriage
most likely written by the governor of bridges
I'm going to eat you...what are you going to do about it?
Live from the crash site...
You know, in a way it's like bowling
the hideous smells and after-clatter
are almost too obvious
The Loop, spokes of it
a Mexican popcorn child's pigeon circus
he abdicates as you see the disease you're sitting in
(infrastructure as cancer-factory)
I'm partial to the Drake passage, nothing personal
A nature walk ending on the south side
begs the question: "What is an animal?"
the first flowering plants appear
in the dinosaur times
little girl says to little girl
"did you know we are making history right now?"
the clouds are close down and no storms are coming in
perfect weather in which to leave the atoll
even the dead prefer it sub-tropic
even the dead have morning breath
there have been six mass-extinctions in the earth's history
rock beach versus blown-foam flip-flop
a brief history of the Precambrian
a brief history of the minefield
Forget feet, miles, or kilometers
the tower is 283 Barack Obama's tall
smoking again (for the benefits)
we peek through portholes like lovers, like thieves
at least one death can be attributed to the Gatorade shower
nah man, I've been out of bread bowls since 1
upon landing, we splinter our canoes for the same reason as our bodies
the spirit, which brought such good fortune on the voyage over, can atrophy, or worse, become malignant and a pox upon the tribe
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2 comments:
Damn. Probably the best thing I've read of yours in a while.
thanks.
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