not everything lands

11/19/2024

When we meet new people to get them to remember it’s Uris not Juris — We tell them — We’re Latvian not Latin — there is nothing legal about us

THE MAGIC FRUIT

Not Everything Lands
Con/Jur/d, 11/20/2024

We’re easily hypnotized
if you say, this doesn’t
really work, we become
a firework, frozen boo

OOOOOOOOOOOO

echos, dogs bark, car
alarms go off, chanters
chant, gregorians say
finally! and go, go, go
throat singers throat
hummers humm, and 

THE BIRDS

o, the birds, stop singing
the sun up, the sun down

STOPS

we lose the plot, the story
spools back to before, all

UNTOLD

we no longer can detect
a pattern, patternless
nothing separates us, and
without preference

AS IT IS

nothing graspable, desirable
nothing to do, nothing undone

HOW WONDERFUL

what a shame to say it, and
with this shadow of difference

OOOOOOOOOOOOOM!

back, gravity’s arc reasserts
and we say, now past peak

WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

yes, we’re here back on the
ground, but if we’re honest
most of what we are, never
crawled up, never flew back 
down, bound only by this omit
of falling, a failure come to land 

THIS ORBIT.

Much love,

Con/Jur/d, 11/20/2024