An aleatoric poem because an old friend said it reminded him of Burroughs
8/19/2024 trigger warning for the you that is an empire apologist
SNIFF Con/Jur/d, 8/19/2024 She had been gifted a volcanic soap from Greece, possibly Pompeii, although the relevance is spurious, except for the image of BODY CRUSTS for three days we sniffed, the perfume of an old folk's home, or Retirement Villa as the upscale one, we worked at renamed itself in sympathy with the feelings of its wealthy patrons and their lack of inheritance recirculating their wealth, into the BIG BOX before the little box economy a potpourri of talcum powder, strong cloy to compensate for the failing olfactory system and there it was forgotten beneath the table lamp we had our friends craft at our wedding, by the bills and baubles pile, a thoughtful gift, with an unfortunate BOUQUET asked why it bothered us, having just turned 60, we thought maybe this was the inevitable muskiness of age.
YOU CAN’T TELL A STORY THIS WAY Con/Jur/d, 8/19/2024 You can’t tell a story by finding things and holding them up as specific, treating everything THE RAIN WAS UNEXPECTED as a stage, just for you your family and friends sitting at a meal, backstage behind ahistorical faux boulders broad strokes of leaves, fool the eye create details like THE RAIN WAS UNEXPECTED we’re eating stone soup whatever the cast & crew found dry in pockets, cubbies, lockers the who does it belong to, never came up THE RAIN WAS UNEXPECTED honesty doesn't work this way if you don’t like onions and cabbage, which is what is traditionally found in this kind of production, and no you’re not going to suck it up, adapt there was a reason your parents your boss, the other employees at school, work and marriage malformed your dopamine neurons, isolating them in a pseudoscience marketing triumph making you believe an unbalanced brain THE RAIN WAS UNEXPECTED is your fault, don’t be confused by norepinephrine and serotonin acculturated trauma, your pursuit of life, liberty & happiness has limits determined by THIS UNEXPECTED RAIN ------------------------- the rain was unexpected Con/Jur/d, 8/19/2024 truth telling has more side effects (Often fatal) than pharmaceuticals the first pulp novel (whose Tree, Hemp, Cattle spirits would have been been better preserved than sacrificed to Gutenberg and his jealous tribal god whose moral absolute begins and ends with the Chimpanzee Hunt rather than the blissful Bonobo embrace) We wouldn't choose this to bind our rightful nobility to murder, exploitation rape, yet our chums, pals, friends are filled with a bloody malicious entity, cackling at the voting booth, while the crow covered oak creaks with memories of rope we shudder, more afraid of the phantom past, than the living embodiments offering them positions of leadership WE say Moloch is bound to paper surely you don’t mean bomb, bulldozer, bullet NUCLEAR WARHEADS are haunted by their future victims? You're a rationalist you understand MEAT IS MEAT cause and effect is only linear when we get to choose the starting point and the end target Death is banished from/by print it doesn't exist, without a name, there isn't a crime you can't tell a story that way forced to use snake oil magics, like VOTE VOTE VOTE to get the devil out! forget the filicide father FORGOTTEN! See? Can't hear the ropes creaking, the guns shooting the bombs falling MARKETING MANAGERS MANIFEST! MIRACLE OF MODERN MEDIA: screaming only happens in one direction ---------> Reading, the post Darwinian meta-Abrahamic text, the logical proof humans are 3D paper which explains, despite the evidence (common and extraordinary) this preference for a trashy genealogy less a novel, than a list of crimes committed onto others, with every admission a constricted horizon, redeemed on page after page or by repeating words In a language used for pornography, idol worship and the mocking of the godly and godless alike, the saved claim to have a magic BOOKMARK to indicate their status as Moloch’s special, precious, precious, yet, VOTE VOTE VOTE to get the devil out. Who knows? certainly not the answer-full, to bloated who do not know when or why THE RAIN WAS UNEXPECTED
Much love,
Con/Jur/d, 8/19/2024
I'm not really sure what to say (a rare occurrence) other than Wow. And fabulous. And Thank You.