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Vestiges, XI.

I.

 

You can always tell the

Virgins from the way they

Glide—cerebral giddy with nectarfilled

Hearts and earlobes full of

Wax/

Wane moonshine turf if you’re not

Dying for astronomers’ loves and what makes

Ptolemy different from Claude is

Given prove:

Equal and opposite reaction.

 

II.

 

Shove knife down pork

Wasn’t so hard, was it.

 

III.

 

TWO SOLIDS INTERSECT

 

In a plane. In the bathroom, to be exact.

What follows is not

Essential to the proposition;

Calculate the spatial

(surface area, volume of cubicle,

conclude insufficient is <

where escape

velocity is )

useless to

resistance factor 7 [prepare

for lift-off landing

taxi

 

To the Bronx of course where else would I

Be on a night like this it’s raining in the parlour

Wont you step outside?

 

III.

 

anemic & half-

starved half-

sandwich

go on,

have a bite.

 

IV.

 

in arm will undulate bloodcellspouroutcantstoptoowide

are you just imagining this?

What would they tell you in school blood is

thicker than water

i’m not sure they eat

carnivores here.

 

CARNIVAL

festival of meat.

 

Flesh

LIVE

trembling

quiver SWIFT shoot through air DUCK dead swandive nosedive outplug

BOOM go the couple in the cabin

lavatory

laboratory? Rats go bang in the night

 

crash & burn debris over Detroit is our

favorite way to die

colorful isn’t it rainbow—

brushfire—

bruises and fire storms out and around the

populace to decimate seems like mating by a factor of ten

 

V; or. X^2+i(70x7)=

 

aftermath:

 

my ex squared

with me seventy times

seven

equals in

fortitude (labor-intensive)

tea costs sixpence in dallas what about

you so

integral to my

being that sometimes I wonder if you’re just

imaginary or if

what it takes to be transcendental is

beyond what’s rational or even what’s

real to me:

 

eight is

enough for the eggs.

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