Wednesday, August 16, 2017

prelogomena/juxtapose.

softened arches, made out of milk
and music, the most obstinate art
there is, concerning the imposit-
ion of utopia into the poetic re-
main utilitarian to the extent we

allow ourselves to be softened or
softeners: and souls are the lib-
raries of lucent manual technolo-
gies, as i realised when i perma-
nently left off from the highways

and found myself amidst althusser
and between beauty and splendour:
that you forgive me when i depart
from the subject long enough that
i remember that i was remembered;

the longshot is integral to these
obscene arsenals, juvenilia stet-
ted to put us in mind of the ever
present contact of future over a-
temporal antiquity-- all the time

i was instructed to forget or ig-
nore but i became norse, basque &
gdansk--not drunk, if that's what
you think i mean--in service to a
radicality that inheres, implicit

in the structure and post-struct-
ure of convivial gentility & jud-
aism, harmonised.. it looks some-
thing like a guatemalan pelorubio
who stretches leaning into frame.

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