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None

I have given up

on America

ever having been

a place

an emplacement

or even on ideas

being worth

publicly defending

There is only

my old cretinous

certainties

life and extinction.
**** ideas and the indefensible actions of the academy
This poem is a mirror
even though paper
and pen and ink
and reading and
writing are not
mirrors
only a mirror
       is
morirr a
I wrote that
backwards and
****** it up
because
**** symmetry
and mirrors

They invented
mirrors so they
could invent
the self

by they I mean
we, I, you
       us
who look in mirrors
our gaze and self
trapped and freed
from mirrors
and screens
shifting and refracting
like the ripples of
the stone skipped
across water
I do not like mirrors
I cannot always
see my
   reflection
in a pond
but now I reflect
in like and like
   light
from a mirror

I am a mirror
You are a mirror

We is mirrors
mirror rorrim
dance
garlic back into
fashionism
read a honey
queen bee
sun
is my
kingly
name of hexatriatic
playful wrestlings
with the soldiers
of a colony
earth-wide
mega-argentinian
playing my tongue bitterly
with the taste
a test for explorers
free protein
legal
antassassination
ants
dinner
small
winner
slim
and yet
emp
error
to hate living things
in service of the dead
to love dead things
in service of death
these
are the ways i inversion
we corporalists
recognize there is life
in spareness meekness
honesty and lack of doubt

a
decisionary ant
a tree
is more powerful than the idea
that such a system still exists
or that there was never
defeat written into the bones of
**** sapiens
if he is not ecophenomenally
**** ludens
y
homophonic
ludidactic
predatory
of the prey
keep on praying
there is no dog
but savage teeth that
bite thy world in twine
entrained
in twain
we trust nothing
and own everything
there are already doubts about your insanity
creeping into our cages
we cannot be stopped
we remember nothing
and we are alive
corporalism is a powerful enactive philosophy about showing up and kicking ***, taking names, and generally being good, honest, and true.
We never knew it

If you called
the phone was ringing
on a line that led nowhere

The pain didn't shake itself
to frothing fury

We merely spilled
an accidental ant
infestation

Could be ordered
by dripping maple syrup
out of pocket

Certificate On Demand
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Well they are also being trawled
Trolled, rolled, and hashed
Backwards into oblivion

Forwards we march to the void
With no uniform but the one
you made us pay for

With every ability but the one to accept
a bit of discipline
A lashing of the tongue
A rolling of the eyes

These we claim as ekstatic
empyrean
and lofty

Base and
belonging

We have never had much of a chance
or survived

Making time is the one operation that
computers are incapable of doing accurately

The slow movements of tektonik
A bit of spatial dejazz
Combines slyruping away at our self-gnawing
ganymede
Diana
sysysus

There are Bacchantic poems
Earth is playing slower
and heavier with us

Then then there them
We decided deicide was old
hats and new sweaters
path-dependencies
Llavanderias and futbol
gols for 2016

never score again
if winning tastes like the defeat
of all desire
than massage me back into a fashion

I need a sauna
and 3 bathing attendants

The stars need less light from us
and more humble pie

The pour poor por que por que no?
A simple note to someone who will never read it
Shuffle the cards
Lets play Maligas
Or perhaps
We are both already fated
To die
Death is certain
We know only this
But the cards are curtains
Of water falling
Reign in blood
m6e6t6al
abet
or
crime
thinking
smoke
drink
no
drag
dancing
away into the li
lit
would that capability
did not exceed the concept of a task
were that tasks did not multiplay
err, the capabilities of the deceiver
the greatest con
stipation
is wished on the least
flatulent
a ******* gustofesto of fartish winds upon thee
my flow is pyroclastic
drop sticks hotter than acid
got witches flirting with hexagonal wargames
im bored
jeans from the icu
got everything but a tattoo
occasionally
i even go to the loo
ny bin
la thin
montreal win
oui
sick and free
ill and diet
don't joke
i'd eat coke
and drink butterflies
if they served it in the
store on the corner
freestylin' 1
Just try and hit me with
a car
a fist
or anything worse than
well
I have not been hit recently
Despite skateboarding through traffic
Maybe my tall white anger
is enough to stop
geology itself for one slow moment
Or satan is on my side
Or someone is watching me recklessly
Take on an inertial framer of the references
to all 3 azxisy
I cannot be stopped
from pretending
to be in a private universe
Publicly I may require some protection from
Hitting famously the one thing I have been trying to avoid
Selling Out
well
honesty & arrogances
I have been BOUGHT IN...
******* hell capitalism is over already, illegal is just what they call everyone I am la razing on behalf of *nods*
death walks among us
offering free drinks
we are a party
where the last guest to leave
is fallen down
and caught
the trees themselves fortell
our fated silences
extinctions as sudden as
a candle being lit
late to the taper
quick to the blade
we are merely guests
in the house
it
it
it is wonderful

just by existing

to be implicated

in a vast system

that delivers

my tax dollars

in the form of

bullets to brown

children here and

abroad

merry death

& no taxes

black masses arise!
communism > capitalism
has ceased to provide
its mutilating function
Descartes has severed us
entirely
from the bravery
of being whole and ignorant
of refusing fire and making
love and war
in the same anti-time
we rejoice
at the challenge of destruction
and forget the ease of ruin
the engines of despair working us ceaselessly
well I am incapable
unwell I am capable of anything
except to add more paper to the bonfire
of Earth's dead shell
which we inhabit like a plague
**** academia
leaning against
the door
pressure outside

implosion

crushed up burnt and
wooden is how
the ship is sailing off without me

wrack and tooth
nail and jetsam
barrel me tarred i would prefer
to be sealed shut inside this
structure
Body
aligned
Left
born
Left
behind
Left
LRW
LeftRighTWirl
d
Left
­b
Left
acab
Left
LEFT
dancing
a body electrically
creating
a mind destroying
the floor
we did once
form a circuit
with that eternal natural return of
ground to sky
lightning bolt the band ******* slays
Not
Not
Enough
Strength in the weakness
That has always pained the body of people
Man hues and cries and yet
Wo
to the woe inside our hearts
Take everything and burn it
And shall we not be ashamed
Of course the party is just the vanguard for
Humanities last defeat
The foe is ourselves
And let the last dead person call "I win!"
global warming = human extinction
i am faster than you
information flows threw me
like rocks through the air towards
windows needing broken
i am the dog of singular
multilaritied distributed kingqueenships
of ***** not given
and dances received
i just go
wherever they tell me next
to be imprisoned
i break bars i ogle stars
and we are just here
WE WERE HARE
I am eel
there is cooks
lined up to aet me
lust is the middle name of how hungry for food
thirsty for water
and alive we are!!!
chill
more rent them
more wrecked than
a car
geologically stopped short
no fear whatsoever
holding corners
into the grey
behind the truth
where the veil
is
ripped
reality
in pieces
they tell me i must like someone now that they are dead
or react appropriately
to their appropriation of their name
the name of a corpse
is not dignity or repose
the eternal rest is merely
decomposition
composure and praise
are for those weak and faintly hearing
how bad
is not a reaction but an instinct
rest not
for merely death stalking
his blade reaping
is the sound of silencio
por favor
there is more work to be done
playing back into being
the fresh citrus
the nopal
street tamarinds
and hugs
well
they are good
see
but hardly ask me to reply
for i must rest
Yeah, RIP
i do as a ritual
or sometimes
have lost a wedding ring
intended for Blanca
but
yo soy
enchanter

1
2
3
4
5
6

each is part of a knucklebone
a divination of entrails
and all games
eternally
are fated to decide
nothing
!rtd
or
other commands
might invoke a virtual attempt
to decide destiny
to divine fate
but there is only one world
and we are in the only of all possible its
Each contain seven pictures
Each drawn and quartered
Third easel'd and painted
The fourth merely this world
and if you add together the dis
continents and containments
The Field
lies unplowed beyond each square of pavement
Black hardwood and rainments
Bishoprics and taints
Elementary you say, we'll ain't it quaint
Four Sevens is enough to turn my year ago
Enough is how much they say can fill up just one
Drawer
well add pluralities of empathy
and subtract my ego thats hurting for wealth
and you'd have some Thing like an object which could represent
Well
Health is just environments inside shelves of disorder
They rarely start me in winter fold fall back to summer
and Spring
A gracious step across lilypads
Strafe not for air covers ground patrols sweep
Submariners are the only kind I know not who they are these
Cheats I take for honest
Honest men I could count on my *******
Me and you
Two
Well
One is just a Drawer
On a cabinet
Which I no longer own
and it contains the air inside it
and whatever you put in it
Well I own that too.
Certain certainties needed elaborating to justify my creating
drip drape
the bloop bapay
simolutiol
the ezerbujny
jimbalappity
slipsy
groptude
etwinal
sawurup!
zigratiffic
Smash smashitalism
Smashitall
Smashemup
Smash!
beneficient
warmbody
breading
thein
theun
theorsunic
alra
RA
iffi­c
sensunsultie
sssss
solar communism in short pome format
the matches
Let flame encounter
Drought wood
We must burn up
Carbon
itself
Until they are convinced
We were always in too little of a hurry
To die
Penniless as a dog in the grave we prepared for them
for UAW 2865
is caused by haloperidol
and we wonder
why wanderers
are told to contain
toxins in multitudes
strain
load-bearing
bones
of snapped
earths

we
cannot
hold the center
because there are 3 axes
and any frames of reverence
are references to the
404 types of unfreedom
each more cursed than the last

to know
to be
to
dobedoobedoo

thats comedic
for tragedy is only a farce
history & science only
unherstoric facts
slavery only the servitude invented to keep capital flowing
we
are not WD40
or cancer
but the bones of the air
the tides of the earth
and the oceans true spiral
is sand and mirth
gabriel an angel sent me this
streams of birds
and demonic bliss
grind down smoke
and crusts of bread
into the bodies of hammered metal circles
and you will find
no solace has ever been
enough
666
Tapping
Always into
The aether
Signals elevated beyond noise
Into sculpturrets of sound
Meaning one thing to the receiver
Deceiver
Transcoder
and Sent out
always lacking enough
but always containing just
the nothing
aw
ay
from precision
built out of the lines
lie and do not stand still
this one is coming in hot
it reads
we invented telegraphy
backwards and sent messages
ourselves into the future.
they used to send telegrams
kermansk
urdanksk
esto
in uendil
ive
foriatic
subreennertonikkal
itoauto
mitic
mitelzattic
­ehkno
condaratic
liartserret
to east las
rain droplets
we drought
needed
no doubt
heeded
FALL INTO OUT MOUTHS
our seed fired
complete
rain finally happened and we are happy
mud at a wall
and then ignore it
balance a leaf on water
watch it grow ****

take a dump called a stick on a stick
that's my poem to the LA sewer system
noone can see it
real
I've got eight words with you
for you
and each describes a way we were

just kidding
honest
is not the way to hold
a coupled self
entangled
mmm
I have never Carpe'd or Semper'd
Nor carved someone's name into a tree
I was never a man.
A look Un regard
I keep receiving Je recois

two in the 2 dans ma poitrine
chest

rapists violeurs

have invented ont invente

new ways de nouvelles facons

of being d'etne assassines
murdered

I hope they J'espere qu'ils ouvrent

open their leur

gun safes coffres d'amunition

or hang ou pende
translated for free in a mental health ward by a french woman
**** poetry
i aim only to please
the garbage at the
closing gyre
in the center of the
verse
is
i
si
esrev
rrorim
the ultimatum is that
there i wordsi
yo tengo es tu vida
yo tengo mi vida differente
Manuel
on the Metro
said that
and he survived ******* and ******
15 years clean by AA
he humbly requests you invite him
to dine in the private hell
where poetry existed before
ecocide
was what we are doing
with words we must slay
swords we must raise
and guns we must humbly request
an exercise
in mightier than the bullet
the tip of the pen is also sharp
and rife with dawns
l
o
s
s
ZN
ZN
NZ
lightning strikes
but once never
again
shall not the rod
conduct the heat
and weld us both
transfixed
in light
immortality
seconds per volt per death
a pain
releasing
joy to the wind itself
throwing up shade
on the universe
unified with the skylark
ground to the hedges
hogged by Z
N by 3
south by northwest
too true
to hold calimity
cola
amity
CALAMITY JANE!
sharps rife
with ills
shot down by the freedom
to lie
to marry never
and die twice
once every day
and
then at 87
said promised
oriental accidents
of falling loads
to those who claim others
are ant
hinge
thing but WHYS
whi
wi
why?
we no
death
immortal technique

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