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                        The entertainment involved

                        in contemporary life

                        is very persuasive.

                        True enough, and I’d like

                        to add to that my menacing

                        motif, the one with noises.

                        Now there’s nothing

                        to say so what’s to stop

                        me from not talking?

                        To have as direct

                        as possible an

                        experience of things? 

                        There are one too many

                        of us in this area
                        and I’m glad that one is me.

 

 

 

My review of Brandon Downing's MELLOW ACTIONS is at Jacket2. 

POETIC LABOR PROJECT

                                                  In its taking-away
                                                  or running-out of grounds 

                                                  for talking Proclub 

                                                  openly forecloses on 
                                                  behalf of readers* 
                                                  the chance to access 

                                                  that same metacognition 

                                                  that same Proclub

                                                  so exalted as an authorial 

                                                  control-condition** 

                                                  hence excluding itself 

                                                  from its own proferred 

                                                  tools for thinking about 

                                                  Proclub. 

                                                  * "they-who-have-turned-against-writing"

                                                  ** "How dreary -- to be -- Somebody"

DUSIE issue 15

                                


                                I saw a nature documentary about nature in general called
                                "of everything only an infinitesimal part's not elsewhere,"

                                inset with kneecaps shattered by an email - these are the risks
                                we take. 
                                Wake up!

                                It's Tuesday, I don't know what day it is, hold that thought,
                                on second thought don't -

                                Light dilates here as it contracts somewhere else.
                                Walk us through it, the audience begs the dreaming speech. 

                                Are lungs considered guts?
                                Is an ear a digit or a limb?

                                I'm sitting here in sweatpants, fused to the present
                                but not to its tense, in allowance and effort's sanguine lack;

                                there may be lots to toggle back 
                                and forth about 
                                but come to think of it.

                                "Though the species is in me, I am neutral" (Stephen Rodefer).
                                Such flex!