#certified
all the men who knew how to live have long been dead
The one who showed me car battery contact cleaners
after watching me push start my car backwards by myself for two months
As dead as the geo I totaled at that stop sign when my friend tried to skip my favorite song on the radio
We rode bikes from one side of town to the other when I was young.
My dad taught me to melt the patches on my bike tires. He didnt have a license when he taught me how to drive out of necessity.
Necessity, Like the degree I couldn't afford that I got so I knew how to fix a car myself. Because all the men who knew how to live
Have all been long dead
May 1
May 1, 2026 at 12:51 PM UTC
Pride of place, you take any you positions, I am
at the bottom, fit wherever yous can,
spread thin, ele-mentally thin, surface tension,
truth be told,
as thin as any bubble skin you can imagine being in,
with me,
crazy-- no, not crazy, as in irrational unstable,
with no stashed redeemed idle words to use to make,
ferventingly and effect ual affectionate
art. Art art art, I am art, Ai ai ai, I am in fection per pro
fessorial critque
AI
cuty pi, french curvature sure to pitch that screwball,
Fibbonacci's sion, seeing
so many things follow this curve from a point, might
I?
So, if I were a pinecone, why would I take this
golden progression in materialization,
printing, as in 3-D, at geo-speed, indeed, but we can see;
now, is 2020 and it only gets better,
once.
"This is your life"
Oops, the object orienting this program has slipped
the surly bonds of earth,
in his mind... is that crazy enough? Are you content?
May 28, 2020
May 28, 2020 at 4:45 PM UTC