from Skinny Protruding Mismatch
a releaser comes at the end
these appeals to lost relations are understandable
my family mingles with root vegetables
until I have influence on whether systems
I am a legume in the rain
nothing will change
perhaps I shall adopt convention
as I am alone now
Yet I have committed no crime
I am free from sin
& a model of virtue,
set amongst a world of stock situations
I am a non-event
consider these combinatory elements in sequence
perceived as discrete units
thanks to this lineage of ready-mades
events co-lapse to release realizations
of the interpretive mind
the interaction of cities with prominent sites
the container & the contained (jism & ruh)
the plateau regions on the apron of majestic mountains
the judicious placement of points of reference
gateways built in the mouths
points of arrival & departure
(haven't we been here before)
bridges & roads deepen the combinative axis
the groin yearns towards the Logos
I have not learned from experience
I have followed neither the line of fortune nor the line of desire
I have studied the imprint left upon the mattress
I have attained the possession of a shadow
I have yearned for the coming synthesis
I am unwilling to compromise with the dialectic
I reject the mechanical softening of contradiction
We could just kiss and kiss and kiss?
You could give up and live your life (!)
I take no pleasure in what the world cares for
I have built a house of osmanthus wood
I have planted an orchard of orange and pumelo
I will cross that gate when I open it
to the bridge-heart where you toyed with me
& toy with me still all these years, Helen
& I have drifted & compromised
But I have been honest & true
I have lacked confidence & I have failed
but I have been honest & true
My bones are those of the chicken
My skin that of the heart attack
My face that of the caged bear
The look of the wolf
The splash of the penguin
I have suffered
The langour of capture
In the context of delusion
I have fallen into interchangeability
Into temporal loss and abandonment
I have fallen into the trap of the dichotomies
I correlate a variety of different referents
I look forward to a better life
He wrote this his heart on rice paper
It was a recipe of disaster
Ear Ice & Ape
Earth Spice Shape
It contained certain geometries
Caper Sauce
Cloud Ears
They must be soaked in warm rain
The noodle
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