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Let me tell you a story... stupid is as stupid does.
But I won’t tell you any stories that aren’t mine because of copyright, and you don’t want to hear my story so poetry it is! I have to try hard to avoid response-poetry because people have no use for that either. And if you want to mention other’s work that’s just a name drop. Pretension better than theft any day of the year heavy heavy heavy take your time I wished you would have I would have told you to had we put more dots together you know we were close. You know we almost could have. But since when do we need to revere poets with engineering advice? Since this is bad poetry and it always will be a junket of high design. They just won’t take it away. They lack morals that way. California in my lifetime has always had this lax disappointing gum drop pulp fiction till death or earthquakes... never change..
On the other hand if I enable by alarming from what I see in my mind’s eye I really should kill myself. It’s not this forgotten Orwellian dung heap. It’s really our nightmare. It’s life. As you were. Rest In Peace. I saw, or rather, heard it. Peel yourselves away. There are poetry books and music and everything loves you and wants you to leap into life, where meaning isn’t context and semantics aren’t fabrications and permissions are granted and I Don’t Know is spoken. What did you want a territory? A cyberspace. A cage. Sometimes I think yeah that’s right. Get rid of the internet. But we do need to get Tuskegee in somehow. Terrible. Any volunteers? I read today in Autobiography of a Face by Lucy Grealy the chapter “Petting Zoo”. As a child in a cancer ward she sneaks out with other children and visits the animal experimentation lab afterhours. Hmm. I used to contemplate the entire medical/ biological sciences because the bank of buildings separated chemistry from oceanography. I knew there were monkeys in there and I always thought that animated and odd. In a very unwell state making my way through biology buildings was a “row row row your boat” ordeal. I suppose that’s because it takes a certain amount of privilege to detach from life enough to study, say, molecular biology. “Life is but a dream.” That’s all I want to say.
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