the old pagan vibes have been aroused...
i walk into the forest
and i see faces in the trees...
i "think" i made it my purpose
to seek out lesser deities...
geniuses, angels... demons...
talking shadows...all they ever talk about
is geometry...
i have a heart for something: new... old...
i'm tired of this overhyped...
cosmopolitan Christianity...
i'm tired of it beyond concern for it's
already fated: dying breath...
but i also just watched two of the most
spectacular public events in recent history...
at the US open...
Emma
i promise to write less than Marquis de Sade
wrote... sure... insatiable was writing to him:
to alleviate not *******:
but he said it then...
if a man tells another man that...
women don't love *******?
forget me... i'm about to choke on laughter...
i've made drinking an ****-sized-event
in the past week because i knew
the only presence in the house
were two cats...
and i bred them lean...
ha ha... women... don't like to ****?
and a man said this...
to what? an unsuspecting harem?
men... or women?
   just asking...
me, personally? i've grown tired of the act
from the simple fact that
i haven't been engaged in it...
too frequently... or at all...
again: i don't mind...
i have found... other... ulterior: motives...
to satisfy me...
but? if i were given as much ****
as ms. amber i've drank... sure!
sign me up!
then again: no point teasing
others who might think i've had a better
share... of what they are missing!

what a spectacle though...
it was like a return to pre-trinity tennis...
a serve... a volley... cul de sac...
it was like watching a Sampras games...
it was the best 6 - 4, 6 -4... 6 - 4 i ever saw...
although on two championship points
i rose with a voice and said...
shut up you *******! cattle!
the h'american audience is the worst...
brittle creatures...
shut up! let the man serve!
stop implying you're trying to get
your money's worth by making this
a marathon of a five-setter!
******* plebs!

imagine! a pleb among the plebs...
let the man serve!
******* h'americans...
sports! sports!
if only squash was... allowed the same
stadium sized appreciation...
i used to play squash...
but then again...
like with any Olympic sport... beside running
the 100m...
if it happens in the shadows...
why bother?

the females had a great match...
at the US open... but... the men... gave closure...
women can't give closure...
not in sports...
just saying... it's important... it's not important:
the crowd doesn't care what opinion
champions another...
there's no dialectic in the spectacle...
unlike a football match... a team sport...
it's personal: but it's also... hardly...

but the coliseum is still there... no?
killing someone for sport... for game
has been gladly replaced with...
abstract *****...
with... tennis... a game structured around...
7 rectangles...
and if it is to be played proper...
a football team's worth of helpers...
6 vertical line judges...
4 horizontal judges...
an umpire...
and... no... wait... how many ball-girls
and ball-boys? 2... 2... 2...
that's... i lost count!

if only the audience could shut up...
let Medvedev serve....
but no... the audience will not shut up...
they're h'american...
******* yanks...
can't even appreciate a tennis match:
why should i like them?
is there some universal law that
claim: all h'americans... welcome?!
as welcome as Libya was?
i don't have a desire to like these people...
i'll sooner spend 2 ******* hours
on a tennis match than watch a movie...
i'll ask for teasing 5 if i get
a rerun of Ben-Hur...

             but i'll sooner watch a tennis match
than watch a movie...
i hate movies...
i loved movies... now i hate... movies...
moving ******* crates of *******
and nothing around the place:
mismatching shadows to actual forms...
no! that zebra shadow
will not pass off as an elephants form!
no!

is it the veganism that rotted these people?
or the wealth?!

MOTŁOCH!
they can't (treat) a tennis match
and not think it a team-sport...
something elevated..

while i was slaving away seeking
out demons... angels...
shadows... genuises...
this has had to happen!

pareidolia... lost term of making
announcements!
in the trees!
in the clouds!
                 if i even could!
in the wind!
                              
                    i don't believe in the Chrstian god..
i has robbed me...
hebrew ******* worthy of
the Frankish sacrifice...
           i now implore you
to die: your supposed death...
      now... revamp!
now...oh but the dead you are...
              no use for us... livid
with living.